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["Err.... Buyie-sellie place. With the people and the things. We go peaceful there yes? No sticks. Yes? None. Sticks? No. No sticks? Yes. Yes to no sticks. "]

Frikki tilts and shakes his head. What did Roxy get in her head? He could only wonder and fear the unknown depths of his new companion's mind.

"Err.... Buyie-sellie place. With the people and the things. We go peaceful there yes? No sticks. Yes? None. Sticks? No. No sticks? Yes. Yes to no sticks. "

He claps his paws together a few times excitedly then chatters,

"We go into the out! Yes! On the way! No sticks!" and runs outside to catch up.

[spoiler]Dex check! Don't trip, Frikki.[blockquote]Rolled 1d20+4 : 7 + 4, total 11[/blockquote][/spoiler]

["Travel guy! In the buyie sellie place! Offering travel-y ...Things! Help with travel if we find? Yes. Yes, Frikki thinks yes. Would be helpful?"]

Having argued with himself plenty internally, Frikki decided it was finally time to spit out the little information he had that was useful.

"Travel guy! In the buyie sellie place! Offering travel-y ...Things! Help with travel if we find? Yes. Yes, Frikki thinks yes. Would be helpful?" he says, rather quickly, all the while rubbing his paws together nervous for some iota of approval.

["Think think think think think THIIIIINK! AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIII!"]

Frikki bonks his paw against his head in an attempt to beat the smartness into use. He barely knows the others and wants to avoid looking like an idiot or being useless in front of possible new friends.

"Think think think think think THIIIIINK! AAAAAAAAAIIIIIIIIII!"

He slumps over clutching his head.

[blockquote]Rolled 1d20 : 10, total 10[/blockquote]

["Smart! No! Not having the things in the head, no nonono. Not Frikki. Edge-cated? No. No no no no-"]

Frikki scurries back and forth hurriedly, wailing nonsensical gibberish. He watches everyone preparing calmly and goes even further into hysterics.

"Smart! No! Not having the things in the head, no nonono. Not Frikki. Edge-cated? No. No no no no-"

Eventually he wears himself out and plops to his back on the floor. Moments pass while the dusty little cogs in his ratman brain creak and turn. He jolts up with intention to speak, but realizes he has nothing to say and throws himself back down with a dissatisfied grunt.

["Frikki not get eaten by gloopy globby! No, no! Not today! ...Is it day? Can't tell. HMPH! Frikki not get eaten today or tonight, or tomorrow or any time! No, no no no no! Live. Breathe. Frikki will be a living Frikki. Not dead. Living."]

[spoiler]The many sounds of Frikkihttp://www.youtube.com/v/q_IYQdKkWsU&autoplay=1[/spoiler]

Scritch. Scratch. SKREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!

"Frikki not get eaten by gloopy globby! No, no! Not today! ...Is it day? Can't tell. HMPH! Frikki not get eaten today or tonight, or tomorrow or any time! No, no no no no! Live. Breathe. Frikki will be a living Frikki. Not dead. Living."
Unaware of the adventurers' presence, he carries on a conversation with himself. It is interjected with hyperventilating and randomly with startled screams and various grunts that echo through the bowels of the sewer, followed by the light pitter-patter scatter of his feet and loud thumps on the walls soon after. It seems the slightest sound- not made by his own self- is enough to startle him.

[info]Synn ignores his blunder completely.[/info]

[I can't stand it anymore. I'm taking it!]

[info]Egg #12 to the bimbo pyschic[/info]

After visibly shaking her legs up and down for a majority of the time, Synn makes a weird yelp-groan sound and power walks awkwardly up to the table after so many of the students made choices.

I can't stand it anymore. I'm taking it!

Having swooping up the dear little egg, she cradles it closely in her arms.

Heh...Let's see any of you get this egg /now/.

Her face quickly becomes flushed as the realizes what she did and she stands paused, awkwardly, before returning to her seat.

With her arms rapped around herself tightly she maintains a silence as she watches the cluster of eggs. Her gaze is still fixated on that one, the white and brown with a grassy design on it's "bum".

Did...They forget about me, here? She shudders at the thought of being overlooked but doesn't move to correct it.

Please don't take that one. I don't want to be unsettled.

[How cute! Teddy would think so too!]

Synn nervously weaves around students to catch a glimpse of the eggs. She scans over them, her gaze stopping on the brown and white egg that looks like it's sitting in grass.

How cute! Teddy would think so too!

Blushing from nerves, after watching the failed attempt of the other student, she sighs and sits away from the clamoring crowd dejectedly.

That's the only one I like, and I probably won't get it. Oh well. Hope would get jealous anyway.

[We should backtrack to that room, but please.. PLEASE don't be so brash! Any of you!]

Synn smiles at the apologetic sprites and thanks them before addressing the other students.

We should backtrack to that room, but please.. PLEASE don't be so brash! Any of you! Still disgruntled with how they've been handling themselves, she offers a stern glance to each member of the party.

["Misdreavus, please dial it down a bit. They aren't used to how you play."]

Synn shook her head slowly, as if in disbelief that her classmates were so naive in dealing with Ghost-type pokemon, especially considering it was their idea to come here in the first place. Did they not expect something like this?

"Misdreavus, please dial it down a bit. They aren't used to how you play." Her calm voice stood out amid the chaos. Hope smiled and made a happy cry, whether happy from the students' torment or the presence of Ghost-type pokemon unknown.

[spoiler] Unsure of what to roll for that, so just did the ones that made sense; GMs call on what to use.
[blockquote]Charm  3d6+2 : 5, 3, 4 + 2, total 14[/blockquote][blockquote]Command  3d6+2 : 2, 3, 3 + 2, total 10[/blockquote][blockquote]Edu:Occult  4d6+3 : 2, 2, 5, 5 + 3, total 17[/blockquote][blockquote]Edu:Pokemon  2d6+3 : 6, 4 + 3, total 13[/blockquote][/spoiler]

[I do hope that old codger wasn't misleading me. But a random lead from a...more than creepy stranger is better than no lead at all. I need this. I need to eat, you need to eat, and we're too tired to forage for hours for a tiny amount of food.]

After shuddering sufficiently he mounted on the overgrown cervidae and rode along the center road, still turning the heads of villagers and merchants along the way.

I do hope that old codger wasn't misleading me. But a random lead from a...more than creepy stranger is better than no lead at all. I need this. I need to eat, you need to eat, and we're too tired to forage for hours for a tiny amount of food.

"Yes. We will be able to rest soon. Real rest. I know it.
With a quick spur they sped up to a canter, the Elk bellowing loudly out of excitement of the promise of rest. The weary paladin smiled in relief as an impressive building rose over the horizon, and charged his dear mount forward.

["You're just playful pranksters, huh? We didn't mean to startle you."]

The presence of the critters seem to bring out a different side of Synn. "You're just playful pranksters, huh? We didn't mean to startle you." With a faint & welcoming smile she held a hand towards the group of pokemon, her Espurr calmly sitting by her side.

"Be at ease, there is no danger here." Her words seemed to be directed to both groups; the students and the pokemon. Her thoughts drifted back to before, when passing the other room. She remembered seeing a different light being emitted and wondered if the reassuring words she spoke would hold true.

[spoiler][blockquote]Charm  3d6+2 : 4, 4, 6 + 2, total 16[/blockquote][/spoiler]

["Yes. Yes, let's get these checked out. I don't enjoy not knowing what something in my possession is. Time is fleeting, where's Cayne? He's not here, let's go to where he is!"]

He eyes the apple with suspicion. "Yes. Yes, let's get these checked out. I don't enjoy not knowing what something in my possession is. Time is fleeting, where's Cayne? He's not here, let's go to where he is!" Excitedly, the man dashes through the door past Vlad without a clue of where he's going.

[I wish Tanner didn't send me here. I don't like this school so far.]

Synn tailed the group sheepishly, too cautious to speak up and make friends as she had originally planned. I wish Tanner didn't send me here. I don't like this school so far. She reminisced of her home with the priest and his clergy in Lavender Town. They were family to her- Blood be damned- but now she feels alone, as alone as she used to be with only Hope for companionship and comfort in that blasted manor.

The Espurr wore a pensive face while scanning the group of students that was ahead of them, debating how to rid its master of her source of discontent.

Reality slapped Synn with a brick and brought her back from the tangled depths of her mind, her thoughts jarred by sounds of a camera shutter breaking the accepted.
A smile spread across her face as her eyes were drawn to the misty form. I can do this. I can't talk to other students, but to spirits I can!

[spoiler] This dice roll has been tampered with!
Intuition  3d6+2 : 2, 5, 6 + 2, total 15 This dice roll has been tampered with!
Perception  3d6+3 : 5, 6, 2 + 3, total 16
And what Lupo and I decided to roll for communing with the thing, since I'm a Medium. This dice roll has been tampered with!
Charm  3d6+2 : 1, 6, 3 + 2, total 12 This dice roll has been tampered with!
Edu:Occult  4d6+3 : 5, 3, 2, 6 + 3, total 19[/spoiler]