bamfsecretary | twenty-seventh form; dual evolution {Video/Action for the Breeding Centre}

{This feed today is brought to you by Ghostly Balloons Inc, and showcases a lovely sunlight-filled room, with a daybed positioned near the open windows, where a faint breeze ruffles the curtains gently. As Drifloon-san is blown gently to the other side of the room, the figures lying on the bed comes into focus.}

It must be a wonderfully sunny day, hey, Shinrai? {It's none other than Nanao, who looks a heck of a lot better than she did last time she appeared on the network, although she's still wrapped in bandages, not least including her eyes, which are still covered, and her sling-clad left arm. Her right hand is resting on a strange stone, fingers smoothing over the slick surface.}

Riolu!

You said it, little one. {She laughs a little, and scritches gently behind his ears. For his part, Shinrai still has bandages around his middle, but he sounds happy.}

Souji-san sure is nice to let us stay here while we recover, isn't he? {Sigh} I do hate to be an imposition, but -

{Her sentence is cut off by the sudden arrival of a Ralts, glowing faintly white in the sunshine - but then it moves into the shade, and it's clear that this particular glow is that of ~evolutionnnn~ and boy, does Nanao sound surprised.}

Ikka?! What are you doing - are you evolving? {Shinrai levers himself upright, and the glow brightens, and Ikka's silhouette changes from that of a Ralts to something a fair sight taller.}

Kirrr! {He spins in place twice, before he minces over, and picks up the Dawn Stone, immediately triggering his second evolution. Nanao protests feebly, but she can but wait as the glow brightens to painful levels, and Ikka's body grows and shifts, until the glow fades again, and a Gallade stands next to the daybed.}

Wh-why? What made you do this? {Nanao sounds more confused than shocked.} I thought you wanted to wait -

Galla. Gallade. {He reaches over, and brushes a lock of hair away from her forehead, and Nanao's mouth forms an "o"}

O-oh. You want to protect me - {And the Drifloon drops the 'Gear, ending the transmission.}

{ooc: Nanao is laid up in the Breeding Centre, but is pretty much bedbound for the characters in residence there. She will however be responding to all 'Gear replies! ...after the Drifloon picks it up from behind the cupboard.}

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_{[ACTUALLY NOW HE SORT OF FIGURED, cause the mama is a deathweasel after all. But it's prolly gonna stay Sentret long enough for him to momentarily forget, then walk into a random deathweasel and be like ADKGH WAIT WAIT WHAT]

[And yeah, sure. He'll go with that, he supposes. He doesn't understand how women work anyway. Aaaand Dinero you better not do anything-- better warn him in a hard tone. :|]}

Dinero ...

{Ufufufu, he will never suspect a thing... >D}

{And Dinero glares balefully at the camera - c'mon, I know this is my kid. And he then proceeds to poke and prod at the fluffball gently, resulting in this. (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7VSR4_tAYvw)}

That's a relief.

_{[Aw. That's better than Tulio would've expected, and breathes out audibly.]}

Yeah. Sure is.

{Dinero's too busy to answer back, he's gently grooming his babby. See? Even bad cats love their babies.}

You seemed worried. Why?

Cause he's mean. I mean, I like the bastard and all, but he really is.

_{[Come on Nanao, not even you can deny this.]}

I suppose you're right - he did beat up Ikka something fierce.

{Not even bothering to.}

... don't think I've seen him like this before.

_{[How curious.]}

...maybe it's his paternal side?

{How adorable!}

I wouldn't have pegged him to have one, but sure.

Hey. He's probably just a jerk with a hidden heart of gold.

{Just like you, Tulio.}

_{[... That totally went right over his head.]}

Or it's a delaborate plot that ends with him eating that precious kitten of yours. I'd keep an eye on her if I were you.

_{[He's not serious.]}

{...he's a bit of a derp, isn't he.}

Tulio, I don't think that cannibalism and infanticide are common traits here, somehow.

{Neither's she. But she does like using big words C<}

_{[No, no. That's Miguel's thing. Tulio can just be oblivious pretty often.]}

Sure. Whatever you say, missy. Anyway -- if you could get that bastard cat back to me - like, today - I'd really appreciate that.

{Ah, I see.}

No problem. Jyuu'll bring him back to you safe and sound - where are you at the moment, anyway?

Good. _{[Totally a little relieved.]} I'm in Ecruteak.

{Awww.}

So you haven't moved on yet - or should I say, been run out of town?

No, not ye -- hey, what's that supposed to mean?

_[Huff.]

Well, you did leave Goldenrod rather abruptly. I thought that the locals had finally caught on to your little group of ne'er-do-wells.

{Trololol.}

Hey hey hey, once we get that cat back, we won't have to do the "ne'er-do-well" thing. ... _{not that we're doing anything to begin with, um-

[Yeah, keep denying you're a thief. You NEVER KNOW. But he shrugs, changes the subject. He's never all that happy to discuss what it is he does.]}

So, uuh, what're you gonna call that kitten?

I know - you'll use Pay Day to make free money. {She smiles.} Envy's practically a brother to me; besides, I always suspected it after that morning in Goldenrod all those months ago.

{She's met far worse in her time, don't worry.}

Her? I don't know, actually...

Some brother..

_{[No further comment. He's not going to deny NOR CONFIRM what you're indicating, no ma'am.]

[And here, have a surprisingly sincere tone of voice, or something - you're far more creative than him with names.]}

Well, you'll think of something.

Hey, us dead people have to stick together.

{And this is a knowing eyebrow.}

{But she does look taken aback - in a good way! - when he says that.}

Well, yes, but... {Mumbling} _{I don't speak Spanish.}

_{[...well Tulio hardly does either, in this place. He's not sure WHAT he's speaking half the time, but managing to get a word or two out in Spanish is something of a relief. But all the same:]}

Does it have to be Spanish?

{Surely the pink on her cheeks is just a trick of the light...}

Well, yes... Because she's technically yours, too. Dinero fathered the baby, after all.

_{[...okay, well, he's not sure about this logic, but shrugs.]}

Okay... well, do you have any ideas? I could translate.

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