..Mmm...-brain dead-

[Lee]

((It doesn't look like it. 0.o))

[Nyaa-Neko]

((I can't think of a character, anyway. -_-;; Sorry. *stabs Aiko to death, then hides the body* Little girl? I don't know what you're talking about...back to the grave with you, random-dropped-charrie! X3))

[Lee]

((-pats- It's okay, Nyaa. It's okay. You don't have to murder little girls. It's okay. -mumbles about people need a psychatrist around this site-))

[Nyaa-Neko]

((*holds up a bloody Hamako* Whadja say?

But nyaa...it's cuzza the age. Aiko dies when she's a little girl, so she can't age...and aging her in an alternate universe is just...weird...))

[Lee]

((Chaaaah. I'm lost.

So Aiko is dead, and is in all actuality a ghost?))

[MorriganFearn]

"Did you see her hit that customer with a broom?!" the floor man exclaimed. "On top of that, she is always late to work, and really doesn't have the team spirit."

Dama, brushing between the two of them, grumbled something untintelligibly under her breath, however, she wisely didn't say it out loud. She was tired of working for this stupid place anyway. It was only so she could save up money for a motorcycle. She loved machines, and her parents had promised to pay her insurance fees if she got the money herself. There were plenty of othe places to work in Celedon, after all.

Dama untied her uniform apron and threw it on the counter. She had picked up everything at her end of the aisle and the nice man with the murkrow had managed his end, and now she was leaving. If she never saw another store it would be too soon.

[Ninetales]

Matthew only sighed. "Okay... but I must admit that by the way I saw it, the Pidgey started it." With those words he left the shop, leaving the magazine that was under his arm on the counter, next to the discarded uniform.

As soon as he was out of the shop he shook his head. "Didn't even look at all sides, I bet he was looking for an excuse to fire her." He smiled as he felt the Murkrow ruffle her feathers but she didn't say a word, he knew that the comment would ruffle her feathers, she had been trying to get him to think only about himself and dark types.

[Lee]

Oh come on. Where the stupid people stalking him or something? Just when he'd begun to feel like normal again (even if he would prefer never having to see his own shadow again), he glimpsed the shadows of two of them exiting the store. It was just plain wrong, somehow, when the quisiness settled back onto him.

"Look what you've done now, Yrin. You've cursed me, you and your gabbering beak. Couldn't keep it shut, could you? Noooo....Had to keep on going...I bet Mew or something is punishing me for you knocking over all of that, and not being sorry in the least."

Yrin sniffed, cawing out obscene words at Dama's back. Chance pulled him off of his shoulder and put him under his arm like a parcel, one hand over his mouth. "Stop it before you get me in more trouble, Yrin!"

((Neh...Mmm...You do all realize that every single one of our characters can understand every single word spoken by every single pokemon? ...Yea. I wasn't sure if that had gotten across or not.))

[Ninetales]

Matthew was walking past the young man as he heard the birds words, and without really meaning to said something that might cause more confusion. "I am glad someone has a head on their shoulders, after all, your Pokemon was just shouting some rather mean spirited words."

He then continued walking along the sidewalk, not really wanting to talk to the foul mouthed bird.