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@boss-corbeau
🧪— I'm Corbeau, head of the Rust Syndicate. Need a loan? You come to me. Located in Lumiose City.
🧪 — I specialize in poison types, partner pokemon is Scolipede.
🧪 — Feel free to send asks, I mostly don't bite.
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A sheepish look came to his face at that and he breathed out more of the smoke before he shook his head. It usually only showed up when he changed form or was overexerting himself. While the previous version of it had hurt this one didn't. It felt more natural. Like a part of how his body now worked. That used to frighten him but by now it felt comforting knowing the reason why it happened at all.
"Oh uh... No. It used to but not anymore. It usually just happens when I overexert myself. It should stop soon." (Hyperspace Corbeau)
"Fascinating... How long did it take you to master this?" Corbeau asked, tilting her head.
While he had to stop several times to cough up some blue smoke it wouldn't take him too long to reach the Syndicate again, letting his other self go ahead so as to lessen any confusion. It was honestly baffling how different they were and yet so similar too. They both took what they did seriously but what they did was so different. Part of him was fascinated by it but he tempered that down as he let the other guide him to where they could treat the Baxcalibur. Maybe they could help to point out some things too? (Hyperspace Corbeau)
Corbeau followed Beau’s movements with keen interest.
As they finally came to a rest at the healing station, Corbeau looked over at him.
"Is it painful?" Corbeau hesitated. "The smoke- I mean."
Do you like wishiwashi?
Their ability to work in unison is fascinating. The solo form is cute... such a fragile creature.
Mr. Corbeau! I was wondering if you’d mind being my special dance companion? It might be a little girly and fairy themed, but I promise you’ll enjoy it <3
'Girly,' you call it? I couldn't care less. But asking a poison-type trainer to a fairy themed event? How… bold of you.
I accept.
what will you do if you notice someone attempting to ruin lumiose city with dangerous looking devices?
And why, pray tell, would you ask that?
Using 'will' instead of 'would'… how very curious.
Rest assured, I have my methods but I’d be an idiot to speak about them so openly.
Relief flooded his features at that and his usual gentle smile with it as he agreed that that was for the best. Treating it somewhere private meant he could better compare the scans and what the team there found when they examined it. The poor Pokemon also wouldn't be as overwhelmed so it worked out perfectly. So he fished in his jacket for a spare Premier Ball and caught it, pocketing it before letting Kiko help him along.
"Alright! That should work! Just let me catch it and then we'll get going." (Hyperspace Corbeau)
Corbeau gives a sharp nod, his eyes tracking Beau with clinical interest as he settled back into his usual composure. A strange display... she takes a mental note of this.
Mr. Corbeau, I should warn you to be more careful if you meet this kid named... Ash Ketchum. Let's just say he's unbelievable strong trainer.
Oh? I could certainly use a challenge to sharpen my edge. Besides… I’d truly enjoy the sight of sending him home crying.
what're your thoughts on the almighty Palafin?
Zero form is cute. I am unsure how I feel on the Hero form...
Helpful, yes... but unsettling to look at.
Any thoughts of Alolan Muk?
I read that they're friendly. and consume trash. Very cute pokemon and helpful scavengers.
...I can't help but wonder if they'd get along with garbodor?
He'd already gotten a few scans running when he said that and carefully stood to lean against Kiko, concern on his face as he glanced over at the Baxcalibur. It had likely only been attacking because it had been ripped so suddenly from where it had been. The fact that both he and it had simply ended up there was troubling. Xerneas he hoped this wasn't another incident... "We should get that Baxcalibur somewhere safe first. It must be so confused..." (Hyperspace Corbeau)
"Hm. Fair," Corbeau muses, a sharp glint in his eyes. "The Syndicate has a healing station for pokemom. We'll go there."
(A poké ball appears on Corbeau's desk again. Inside seems to be an Overqwil! What does she do?)
Corbeau tilts his head, her gaze lingering on the pokeball before he plucks it up. Catching the silhouette of an overqwil within the sphere, a sharp smile tugs at her lips. "My, aren't you a darling little thorn?" He murmurs, clicking the button to release the spiked fish.
He was still breathing heavily when he called over to him and he simply nodded, a gentle smile coming to his face as Ariados scuttled over to him and fretted over his coat. It usually tended to take damage due to his line of work and he could already see the Bug type trying to fix some of it. Though he was still going to have to run some scans to figure out how that Baxcalibur ended up there...
"I... I think so..." (Hyperspace Corbeau)
Corbeau exhaled a sharp breath, the click of a pokeball echoing in the quiet as he recalled his scolipede.
"Finally," Corbeau muttered. "You look like a wreck, and frankly, so do I. We should call it a day and rest now."
Have you ever heard of Ultra Beast?
I have... very interesting creatures. I hope to never meet one. I wouldn't be opposed to owning a poipole though.
Mr. Corbeau, sorry to interrupt your business. I have been wanting to inquire you about the wonders of Overqwil. Do you agree it's a sight to behold? I am pleasantly surprised that you don't own one yourself!
They are truly endearing, aren't they? I’d have one already, but I just haven't had the pleasure of encountering an qverqwil yet.
With a cry it would collapse to the ground and lay there as the poison finished it off, relief filling his features before he transformed back and sank to one knee as he caught his breath. It always took a lot out of him whenever he used it for that long but knowing everyone was safe and there was only some damage to the area made that worth it. Especially as Kiko stomped over to hug him and rest her head on top of his.
"Heh... Good girl..." (Hyperspace Corbeau)
Corbeau released a heavy, lingering sigh of relief as he recalled his scolipede. "You doing okay?" he asked as he turned his attention to Beau.
DO you like lurantis?
Of course, their mimicry is fascinating.