Devon the Totodile, Raiden the Feraligatr, and Glyph the Flygon
[Folio Town - Guild Dining Hall]@NinianThe blue haired Kirlia's freak out over the absence of her team mates caused Devon to quickly get to his feet. A sharp gasp escaping him as he clutched his bandaged torso and looked over at Lilisette with a wince.
"I don't know where they live either. I'm all for going to grab them though. Maybe we can ask Glyph? He seems like he knows alot of the mon that live in town."The Feraligatr towering above the two younger mon puffed a bit of hot breath out of his nostrils, looking down upon the Totodile specifically and frowning.
"You sure you should be running around at night while you're all beat up Devon? I don't know what happened to you, but the fact that you're covered in gauze and reek of burnt scales can't be good." A nonchalant clawed hand waved at Raiden as Devon smiled up at him.
"I'll be ok to walk. Just can't really do much else. Besides, Lilisette'll be with me." Turning back to his Psychic partner, he kept the smile.
"You ready? Let's go ask."~~~
Near the front of the room, the dragonfly-like mon hurriedly walked up to his spot at the end of the table, and bowed in embarrassment.
"A-Apologies for the late start to dinner everyone. I just wanted to make that everyone who was able was in attendance before we bega-"The Flygon paused as his red domed eyes lifted to view the long stretch of table, and noticed that many of the Pokémon in attendance had already started eating. Most of them not even paying attention to his words as they continued to talk and laugh, Guild members and dancers alike.
"O-Oh...Dear. Well I...Please continue your dinning everyone. I hope you're all enjoying the occasion."A sigh escaped Glyph's maw as he began to chuckle to himself quietly.
I suppose I may not have conveyed my wish for everyone to wait for the rest of the guests to arrive before they began eating properly....Aw well. It doesn't matter much. They're all happy, and that is what brings me joy. Smiling to himself, the large green dragon looked over to where a Sylveon sat, ready to walk over and chat with the troupe leader before his eyes feel upon the pitiful sight. Robel was eating alone, not paying attention to anyone situated near him despite some of them trying to, but failing.
Oh dear...Robel... Setting his sights on his fellow reptile, Glyph started over to where the Heliolisk sat, crouching down and speaking quietly to him. A concerned frown on his face.
"Are you alright Robel? You're usually quiet, but not as much during dinner...Is something troubling you?"Letho the Sableye
[Folio's Trunk - Waypoint]@Ninian@Shiny KeldeoA maniacal chuckle echoed out through the shadows as the frog ninja clones littered the area.
"Cut the clone shit froggo. It ain't scaring us. And you see how dark this room is? I rule dark places like this. The closest thing you'll get to an opening is the hole I'll slash in your throat!" The odd Gardevoir droned on and on, the shadowy corner of the room stayed silent. Contemplating the words as they came out, before the dark blobs attention caught on the Solar Beam making a direct hit.
Yes! Go Breeze! Now to get...The crystalline eyes of the Sableye poked out of the darkness next to Fuse. His full form soon following suit.
"......" His gaze set on the spot where Gren used to be, the imp was totally silent for a good moment or two....He then began to laugh. An unsettling toothy grin rivalling Lilith's own spread across Letho's face as he pointed a claw at her.
"Well well welly well well! Ain't you two the interesting pair? Mon from the future, how exciting! You even know a bit about ol Sparky here's old lady! Ain't that just swell."Another, raspy chuckle came from the purple imp as he panned his gaze over to Lilith. Holding up his hands, he shrugged.
"You could just be spewing lies at us, but your high and mighty attitude is giving me mixed signals sister. In fact, one of those signals is actually telling me that if you don't bring that little metal shithead back here right now, I'm gonna dice you into food fit for a Joltik! I don't give a flying fuck what Gren does in the future. How about you use your magic time powers to skip ahead a bit? Let the kid live his life a little, and make sure that the poor ol Letho here doesn't have to explain to his mother that I let him get kidnapped."Melting back into the floor in a black blob, the shadowy mon's form zipped across the mossy room to reappeared next to Lilth again. A pair of
[SHADOW CLAW] already aiming for the back of her legs.
"Deal?"