If I was an actual rat, I might find that offensive. [ He matches her look with one of his own, but yoinks the piece back with an overly dramatic huff. ] Might as well give me back the whole thing while we're at it, if you're that worried.
[ His smirk returns, unserious, but between finishing his seed and the investigation talk, he waits before actually trying it. He'll take her word for it for now. ]
Look, it beats having to sniff all around the forest, too. I'll take what I can get. [ Hearing Shoka's description gets a snicker out of him, bad as it when they're currently missing, but the thought is just too ridiculous for him not to. ] Great. A suspect and victim all in one. Could be why they've just been going in circles around the Bay, if they're in the middle of another fight.
... But a Dragon-type, though, huh? [ He scratches his cheek in thought, trying to filter for that scent in his memory. Truth be told, he hasn't met many others beside one Dragonite in particular, but: ] I can work with that. Thought we were dealing with a Dark-type or something, to be honest. I got the two mops of black fur down, but no one bothered mentioning scales. [ His fault, really, for not thinking to clarify types of all things. He'll get there. ]
We can check around some of the spots I know of first, but—go ahead. It still could mean something, eventually.
[ He can't help but repeat: ] ... Doing it all over? [ A weird turn of phrase. Suddenly, he feels like this may be more urgent than he initially thought. ]
Regretting something, maybe? But you're right. It's hard to say right now.
[ He pauses to think, nibbling a bit on his malasada piece before shaking his head. ] That said, let's check the post office nearby. Someone only saw them around there early in the morning, but they could've dropped something off if we're lucky. [ Anything to get some scent to track would be ideal. ]
I'll, uh. Let you continue the tour, actually. [ Definitely not still getting used to where everything is. ]
[Hard to say—but Bigby's lead sounds at least somewhat promising.]
Good idea. [When he doesn't immediately get moving, she glances at him, as if waiting for him to admit that he totally doesn't remember where the post office is. When he does, she titters.] Also a good idea.
[She'll lead them to the post office, then, talking easily along the way if Bigby will engage her—about the quest, and malasadas, and the city. She doesn't think of herself as an especially chatty person—and she isn't usually, especially with new acquaintances like Bigby—but something about him apparently has her comfortable enough to make an exception.
From afar, the easiest way to pinpoint the location of the post office is to follow the stream of winged Pokémon flying to and from the opening in the building's roof. Through the entryway, a variety of Pokémon milling about inside can be seen, bringing letters and packages to the Pelipper at the front counter.]
Here we are. [And now that they're here... Shoka is actually a little curious to see Bigby's investigation methods. Cutesy, Pikachu-like appearance aside, he isn't exactly a charmer, after all (even if she kind of enjoys that about him).] So. How do you wanna do this?
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Date: 2025-06-21 09:51 pm (UTC)[ His smirk returns, unserious, but between finishing his seed and the investigation talk, he waits before actually trying it. He'll take her word for it for now. ]
Look, it beats having to sniff all around the forest, too. I'll take what I can get. [ Hearing Shoka's description gets a snicker out of him, bad as it when they're currently missing, but the thought is just too ridiculous for him not to. ] Great. A suspect and victim all in one. Could be why they've just been going in circles around the Bay, if they're in the middle of another fight.
... But a Dragon-type, though, huh? [ He scratches his cheek in thought, trying to filter for that scent in his memory. Truth be told, he hasn't met many others beside one Dragonite in particular, but: ] I can work with that. Thought we were dealing with a Dark-type or something, to be honest. I got the two mops of black fur down, but no one bothered mentioning scales. [ His fault, really, for not thinking to clarify types of all things. He'll get there. ]
We can check around some of the spots I know of first, but—go ahead. It still could mean something, eventually.
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Date: 2025-06-22 03:00 am (UTC)[The rest of the malasada is already gone, absorbed into the void beneath her disguise rag.
A pause, then, as she thinks back to what she heard.]
Well, I talked to someone who saw Zweilous pretty recently, and he said he heard 'em say something about... "Doing it all over". Whatever that means.
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Date: 2025-06-24 07:14 am (UTC)Regretting something, maybe? But you're right. It's hard to say right now.
[ He pauses to think, nibbling a bit on his malasada piece before shaking his head. ] That said, let's check the post office nearby. Someone only saw them around there early in the morning, but they could've dropped something off if we're lucky. [ Anything to get some scent to track would be ideal. ]
I'll, uh. Let you continue the tour, actually. [ Definitely not still getting used to where everything is. ]
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Date: 2025-06-26 05:18 am (UTC)[Hard to say—but Bigby's lead sounds at least somewhat promising.]
Good idea. [When he doesn't immediately get moving, she glances at him, as if waiting for him to admit that he totally doesn't remember where the post office is. When he does, she titters.] Also a good idea.
[She'll lead them to the post office, then, talking easily along the way if Bigby will engage her—about the quest, and malasadas, and the city. She doesn't think of herself as an especially chatty person—and she isn't usually, especially with new acquaintances like Bigby—but something about him apparently has her comfortable enough to make an exception.
From afar, the easiest way to pinpoint the location of the post office is to follow the stream of winged Pokémon flying to and from the opening in the building's roof. Through the entryway, a variety of Pokémon milling about inside can be seen, bringing letters and packages to the Pelipper at the front counter.]
Here we are. [And now that they're here... Shoka is actually a little curious to see Bigby's investigation methods. Cutesy, Pikachu-like appearance aside, he isn't exactly a charmer, after all (even if she kind of enjoys that about him).] So. How do you wanna do this?