[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

So there was only one thing Arial could do: Talk and see what to do. But before that he whisper to Baltazar to only he and Arial could hear: "If she do something, like throw the Pokeball, use your psychic power to her to stop use the pokeball. Dont like, but we do. Confusion two times if Buzzwole apear or ancient power if another bug apear."

"Wow. Now thats a surprise. You caugh me off guard when your Shedinja apear from nowere and distract everyone. That pokemon live for his name, heh." Then he looks Baltazar and give a weak punch to his pokemon. "Good work in save my ass mate. You always save me in worse moments." Baltazar then simple nod his head. Arial then looks to the Vampire and say other thing. "What is I more surprise is your sneak move about kidnaped me. Serious, dont need to grab me in the first encounter. You should invite me to a dinner in some date and whaterever. Perhaps in a sushi bar. I love that ones." Arial dont exactly fear about the aparition of the Vampire. He live up by his name as madman. "Talking about it, that a real mess you did in the laboratory. Kill so much people is not cool. Not that I care so much. From what I care, humanity can explode itself from what I care, but, a job its a job. Now could you please hide that knife? You not William Coyote from what I know."

Puting that aside Arial then asks somethings: "So talking serious. Why you kidnaped me? With that distraction you could caugh one of the girls who was along with us. But you instead caugh me, a man. From what I heard you only hunt womans, and, unless everyone lie to me all this time, I am a man. A crazy, maniac, misontropic and suicidal one. But still a man. Unless..." Then Arial made a shock face and a comic position. "YOU THINK I AM A GIRL?! HOW RUDE!" Of course is just a distraction. He hopes to talk until someone come to help. In this moment, his mouth is the only weapon he have. Along with the Pokemon and the Cursed Arm.

Baltazar silently gave you a mental ping of assurance, willing to do anything in order to safeguard you from the Vampire's terrible might!

Meanwhile, the vampiric night stalker was very confused by the general insanity of your opening statement, retracting the knife, tilting her hooded head and letting out what sounded like perplexed chittering at what was said. She had a hard enough time as is comprehending those that were not like her or who she did not closely hunt with, let alone someone that was distinctly/impossibly completely unafraid of her! She was the Hunter, and people (almost entirely women) were Prey, so they should obviously be wary/terrified of them until they were not whether that be because she had feasted on their life force or proved themselves non-hostile. Granted, she took care not to harm Broken Man and that he was comfortable while she spirited him away to her Lair, so that could the reason why he's so friendly....?

You next response, however, is more straightforward/clear , but it still took a few moments for them to process the meaning behind your words and come up with the right words to express herself. When she did, it was in that voice that made your head fell like you drank five shots of tequilia in one go.

{You, like me. Broken. Cursed. Curious. Strange.}

The Vampire shook her head, letting out a scabbling noise as they tried again to clearly convey her thoughts/reasoning.

{Other, dangerous. Dark. Wrath. You, not. Curious. Need to know. Why similar? What way? How? Wanted to know...}

{My drones. Make Darkness look away. Keep busy. Hunt. I come, take you. Away. Safe place. Make mine. Need to know. Want to know. ....Lonely.}

{Now, MINE. Come. Not, take. Mine, come NOW. Hurry, or Darkness. Or worse...}

With that 'said', she hops over to you and begin to try and tug you along down the allyway, urgency in their stride as they wanted to be escape these hunting FAR away from Darkness. She's still not hostile, but no longer is she overcautious about you or the space golem, and wants to have you with her at all costs. Such attention from the opposite gender was usually a lovely, welcoming thing to have, but with a Cursed Arm using blood soaked hunter....