036. [Text/Action for Goldenrod City]

[explosivecombat]

As grateful as I am that it's no longer raining animals down from on high, it's debatable whether this is much better.

[And there's a shot of the interior of a florist shop – one that's normally well-kept, from the look of it, though the "normally" is a bit marred today; it's not quite bull-in-a-china-shop level of disarray, but it's obvious someone's been going through the flowers with reckless abandon today.

Or, well, something, given that the next shot is showing the area behind the counter; that...well, that certainly is a pair of very young-looking and clearly sleepy goats back there, all folded in on themselves and solidly out cold.]

Don't misunderstand me, they're adorable, but they're making it somewhat difficult for me to work.

As for the more important matters, for those who care: I'm in Goldenrod City for the time being – are these things everywhere, or just here? And it's worth noting that, like with the cats and dogs from earlier, they're not anything I recognize, either.

[And Kimblee can be found in that florist shop for the better part of the day today, actually, if anyone wants to speak to him in person; this is apparently just something he's going to do with himself when he's not terrorizing the network. It's mundane work to be sure, but it's surprisingly calming; granted, if you ask him to arrange anything for you, it's likely going to be very passive-aggressive if he doesn't feel you're being creative enough in your requests, so tread lightly lest you hand your beloved something that translates to "SORRY ABOUT YOUR TASTE."]

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[ACTION]

[glaciates]

[Guess who's coming to visit as usual? Isaac's here a bit earlier because he saw that brief video and the text, and he figured he might as well attempt to be useful. Even though putting Isaac in a flower shop is pretty much the exact opposite of useful.]

Hey. You still having trouble with those goats?

[explosivecombat]

...You know, there are certain questions I never thought you would have any cause to ask me, and "are you still having trouble with those goats" is definitely one of them.

[He sounds amused, though; just let him go back to rearranging the...everything. He's going to be rearranging fucking everything, but at least it's something to do wioth his hands and it's better than just standing around waiting for someone to entertain him.]

They're asleep for now, however; hopefully they'll stay that way for a while.

[glaciates]

[This seems to be a running theme with people around Kimblee, huh...]

Are they yours or did they just wander in here? Well, I guess if they were yours you would have put them back in their Pokéballs by now. Do you need any help?

[dead philosophers, what else]

[doitrockapella]

...I didn't realize it was "take your kids to work day".

[WOMAN THAT PUN THOUGH...]

[explosivecombat]

[WOMAN]

...You know, that one was so terrible it was almost admirable.

[doitrockapella]

I'm glad it didn't get your goat.

[STOP HER]

Those showed up today, did they?

[video]

[captainash]

I'm somewhere over Ecruteak right now, and I don't see any of those... leaf-goats? It's a little hard to tell, though.
Do they do anything other than sleep and destroy shops?

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[explosivecombat]

If I had to take an educated guess, they'd obviously be a grass-type, though I don't know what sort of things they actually do. These just happened to find their way in here, but my luck tends to be a bit like that.

You'd know them if they were around, however - they're a bit of a plague today, at least as far as Goldenrod goes.

[...that was totally supposed to say text too]

[captainash]

The thought of an all-you-can-eat buffet must have been too difficult to resist, even if it's almost like cannibalism. At they don't look hostile in that picture.
The little moving spots down there don't seem to be moving in swarms or running in terror, so I'm assuming Ecruteak is goat-free for now. Maybe they'll migrate north soon?

[text]

[codeforhope]

It seems like the city is full of these Pokemon right now...I've run across so many today I've lost count.

I'm very glad they didn't fall from the sky, though.

[The cats were bad, the dogs were also bad, but goats? Somewhere a line must be drawn, or else someone really is going to be able to say they suffered a concussion via goats falling from the sky with the utmost seriousness, and that's kind of sad.]

[text]

[explosivecombat]

[Well...hello there. He has no idea who this is, but you know what, the trainer ID looks like a cute girl and the name is no help whatsoever, so he's just going to respond accordingly.]

It would be a bit catastrophic if they did, wouldn't it? At least the cats are small and the dogs are...well, at least they're covered in enough soft bits to make the landing a bit less unpleasant.

Have you been catching things, then?

[text]

[codeforhope]

Yes...I hope that doesn't happen again. The experience seemed to be rather frightening for them, particularly the cats...

I have. A lot of them seem to have just...wandered into the backyard, though, so I have quite a few with me...I'm not sure what I'm going to do with all of them, to tell you the truth.

[But they are adorable, so that makes up for it.]

[action]

[divinitea]

[Celes hasn't really been doing too much with herself, lately; after her recent...rather enthusiastic badge campaign, it's been nice to spend some time in Goldenrod City - aka civilisation. With only two more gyms to go, she knows she needs to get back on the road at some point...however, it's been hard to leave, for various reasons. Instead, she's been focusing on increasing her collection of (appropriately beautiful and powerful) Pokémon, browsing boutiques and inspecting various apartments around Goldenrod. As nice as it is to receive free rent at the Dangan House, she's never been interested in having permanent room-mates. Particularly not some with whom she shares such...complicated history. She's been thinking about Hope's Peak quite a bit, lately, now that she's officially been in Johto for a year. In a way, she's begun to relax. Perhaps she won't be sent back there - perhaps she really has won herself a second chance at life. 

...it's not a topic she likes to dwell on, so today, to distract herself, she's decided to purchase some flowers for her room. Maybe some sweet smelling ones, with a strong perfume, or maybe some delicate lilies... 

There's not much point contemplating other sorts, however. She knows what she's going to pick.] 

Ah, excuse me... 

[...admittedly, the...state of the shop will momentarily take her by surprise, as she enters, but her poker face is excellent and she's able to keep her distaste hidden. Following her into the shop are an extremely well-groomed Ninetales, with black ribbons on her neck and tails, and finally one of those...falling cat things, with a bandage on her head and a fascinated look on her face. 

...no really, you'd think she'd never seen flowers before, judging by the way she gaping at everything. Wow. Ignoring her Pokémon for the moment, Celes focuses on the store attendant. 

...who looks...really damn familiar. Hmmm. Well, she'll be polite, as always.] 

Do you sell roses?

[action]

[explosivecombat]

[...Well, hello there. Unlike most in this place, Kimblee is blessed with the ability to quite simply not forget anyone he's seen; it takes him a second to place her, but when he does...hm.

...A bit of a shame she's going to be predictable with the flowers, but so it goes.]

It would be a bit remiss if we didn't. Are you looking for something in particular?

[action] 1/2

[divinitea]

Mhmm. 

[For a moment, Celes seems to go still, her eyes locked on Kimblee, unblinking. But whatever odd moment it was seems to pass quickly enough, and she returns her attention to the various displays around the shops. Or, at least, the ones in one piece, anyway.] 

Red ones. Maybe white...

2/2

[divinitea]

As long as they have thorns.

[text]

[exeggutorhead]

They're not in Olivine, raining or otherwise.

I'm not sure if this is better or worse than finding a random egg next to the pillow like we did last time new things showed up.

[text]

[explosivecombat]

Were the circumstances a bit different, I would ask where your sense of adventure is - however, the rain was a bit...much, even for me.

The hurricane a while back was interesting, however. I wouldn't mind that again, sharks or not.

[text]

[exeggutorhead]

Nah the hurricane was interesting, I wouldn't mind another one of those.

Those goats, though? Not sure I want them falling out of the sky at the same rate as the cats or dogs were.

[HOOVES...]

[action]

[ajustcaws]

[These last couple of days have been pretty crazy, and now they've just gotten crazier!

...well, actually, no, the goats were objectively less crazy than the rain of terrified kittens and smug poodles, but the situation was permitted to be crazier via the fact that she was trying to wrangle some of the more rambunctious goats and this had lead to her hopping onto one and it taking her on a bit of a ride.

Said ride takes them to a florist shop, so a bucking baby goat rushes in and jumps around in an attempt to shake off the rider, who is trying very, very hard to stay calm.]

Woah, kiddo, take this back outside...! You'll break something...!

[explosivecombat]

[...That...that certainly is a - ]

...Ah.

[Good lord what the hell should he do about this there is no protocol for this and somehow he doubts just setting the fucking goat on fire would be appreciated]

You might want to get off of it, it doesn't seem terribly appreciative -

[KIMBLEE, REALLY.]

[action]

[ortion]

[By some miraculous twist of events, Dist is actually out of the base today! It's time to change out the flowers kept in his and Kato's office, which means a trip to the florist is in order. Fittingly accompanied by his Roserade, the pair make their way inside, only to discover that a small war on flowers has apparently taken place. Well, that's concerning.

Dist watches his steps as he weaves around broken flowers scattered on the floor, Rosamund the Roserade not too far behind him. Neither of them seem pleased by the presentation of the shop today. In fact, Dist is feeling pretty vocal about it. Time to give the poor clerk a piece of his mind!]

What in the world is this? This place is a mess, and anything but professional! Why, you all should be ashamed of yourselves...

[...

Wait a second.]

Mr. Kimblee?

[What is even going on here.]

[explosivecombat]

[...You know, Dist, there are some people that think that everyone should be forced to do three-month stints as a waiter, a taxi driver, and someone who works in retail. Kimblee can't say exactly how much he agrees with that notion, personally - but just think, it may have prevented you throwing a fit at a Beta in your organization.]

Oh, believe me, I'm fully aware. The resident plague, however, had other ideas; just the same, I appreciate you bringing it to my attention in case it had somehow escaped my notice. Very courteous of you.

[For what it's worth, his voice is very, very pleasant. Good afternoon, Dist.]

Were you looking for something in particular?

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[synchroswim]

dude these little goat dudes are great!
how can you look at those faces and say its difficult to work? you can just use 'em as an excuse to take a break!

_{[Demyx you are the worst fucking rocket ever. No, really. He's been feeding one of those poor little goats some of the fliers he's supposed to be passing out. Between that and letting his giant gyarados eat them, he can get done faster!]}

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[explosivecombat]

[what is your work ethic even, boy

...

...not like Kimblee's is all that great himself, given that he's texting during work when he should probably be doing something, but that is neither here nor there.]

Well, for the time being I'd prefer to keep my job. But I'll keep that bit of advice in mind.