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

[Lord Windos]

'Reiner, we should take her upstairs before she starts getting even more rowdy.  Then it looks like it's time for those 'chats' with her.'

And just to 'Reiner': 'Oh, and make sure to bring the catnip along too.  I still don't want anyone getting into that before it's handed over to Weavile.'

In another matter of convenience, Mr. Mime had elected to make a return and, upon seeing The Vampire slow struggle back into awareness, rapidly cleaned up and packed away the leftover food with practiced finesse onto the trolly for later retrieval, before he said: "Mr. Arendse, allow me to show you to one of the guest rooms that will serve as a temporary holding cell, until you decide what you wish to do with our most esteemed guest. This way, please."

The butler than made his way towards the stairs, with everyone but Mina (Obviously), Angelica, and Emily following, as the little miss had actually passed out at this point in time and the police officer had elected to stay behind and watch over the two. 'Reiner' also made sure to grab the catnip, even if 'he' did so with some hesitation and nervousness, and cram it deep within you bag with no care to the action whatsoever. Man, you have quite the work cut out for you re-organize and cleaning it up at this point, eh?

Soon, the well trained and educated Psychic lead you upstairs and to a fairly nondescript door, and opened it up to reveal the guest room in all its resplendent glory:



Yang (with Riza still firmly within his clutches) slithered over to the empty space in the room, while everyone else took a seat at the cushions that lay at the end of the twin queen sized beds and awaited their captive Bug Metahuman to awaken and begin interrogation/deliberations. The Vampire/Riza movements were becoming jerkier and more energetic as she unconsciously struggled against the regal's serpents coils, though you felt this was more due to the nightmare she was still experiencing growing worse as she neared consciousness. Still, you [b]felt their was enough time for anyone to speak up about any last minute ideas/pieces of information they had [This is your cue, Spirit!] before things escalated any further.

Tick tock.