[Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

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Karen shakes the ninja's good arm with the settlement of the deal. Before doing anything else, she swaps Magneton's magnet for Metal Coat.
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You don't ask whether the Berries are named after me or whether it's the other way round

(Considering Kee Berries don't normally appear in Johto, I'm gonna say it'd be highly unlikely that Karen would make that 'joke' to begin with.)
"Unova you say? Sounds vaguely familiar..." Ah. I think Jasmine said something about having attended a tournament there.

Not even appearing to swallow the obvious bad-joke-question last minute is earning Karen a good amount of sympathy points. He seems to be used to being asked THAT almost everytime he's giving someone his name, and everytime this happens, he hates it and feels an urge to make his Pokemon chase the respective person far away from him.

At the moment this Heterochromia-Girl is the only one that he keeps a calm and melodic voice towards. "Unova's not really close by this frozen city or Sinnoh in the first place, which, eh.... makes things even more weird? Whatever." He takes a deeeep sip of his hot drink, still tastes like heaven and will likely do so until there's nothing left of it. "What's your name then? The obviously oldest member *points to Ran* of your.....group? said something 'bout helping ya in whatever business that is. If it has a good chance to get behind WHY am here, and you actually WANT me around, I'm up for that."

That's when his expression darkens rather dangerously (not towards Karen but owards this whole misery he found himself in), it's true in some way that if someone or something messes with him or his Pokemon, he fires back adamantly or at least won't forget about things for a long time.

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(...)Overall, Ran thought the man to be a hooligan of some sort, but at least one that had some Smarts and compassion behind their outer parched sourness. If they showed their arse around him for no good reason, he'd lite into them like Brigid INFERNO into his kiln and/or furnace, but otherwise he'd treat them with rough neutrality. Which, coming from Ran and for their sort, might as well been hugs and kisses from anyone else!

He was visibly taken aback as they revealed how they came to be stuck outside in below freezing weather with their current get-up, before his expression grew ominous and serious as he panned his vision downward.

'......And now this mystery surrounding Mt. Coronet is kidnapping people half-way across globe for whatever fire foreshaken reason. *Mental Sighing* I was right: things are getting worse, like Toxic Poison festering in someone's blood. This whole mystery is sounding more and more like some plot out of one of Jim Butcher's books, and I don't like that one Forzare Flinging bit. Gottverdammt.....'

When the sour lad turned his attention over to him and offered some biting words in German, Randolph was visibly taken aback, eyes going wide in surprise as his jaw dropped a bit. His Chatot was also surprised too, letting out a squawk that ended the music it had been playing until now.

"Du sprichst Deutsch?! Durch Funken und Schmieden habe ich das nicht von dir erwartet!"
Translation: You speak German?! By spark and forge, I didn't expect that out of ya!
He then regained his wits when he realized exactly what they said to him, and he let out a small *snort* as he shook his head at them.

"Well, your tongue is at least sharp and snappy. Nichts für ungut, Kee, aber für mich siehst du aus, als würdest du versuchen, einen Dandy-Look zu kreieren, wie er von einem Hippie-Hipster entworfen wurde. Vielleicht blutet dein Sinn für Mode in Unova fantastisch, aber hier in Sinnoh siehst du aus wie ein schwuler Dummkopf, der versucht, etwas zu beweisen. Du hast die Einstellung heruntergekommen, aber das gebe ich dir."
Translation: No offense, Kee, but to me you looking like you're trying to pull of a dandy man look as designed by some hippie hipster. Maybe your sense of fashion is bleeding awesome back in Unova, but here in Sinnoh you just look like some gay fool trying to prove something. You got the attitude down pat, though, I'll give you that.
For those who understand, the dwarven craftsman was being completely forthright and blunt with his opinion of the sour dandy man before him, not being very kind but also not deliberately being mean spirited (yet).

As for the weird bat cat's scheming Randolph picks that up immediately, as dealing with Diam and Puck + being a fairly savvy guy himself has given him laser radar sense for all sorts of mischief, both harmless and malevolent. He gives them a dark look while crossing his arms, wrinkling his downturned lips at them for good measure too.

"Cat bat, I know you planning nothing good for me, so let me just tell ya this: don't. If I catch you trying to pull anything on me or my Pokemon outside of a proper Battle, I'll have my Mawile work you over like a piece of leather and make mittens out of ya - if Beethoven right here don't tell ya off for it - and then put an formal request to have your Trainer Sanctioned by the League for your idiocy. Understand?"

Yeap, Ran has zero tolerance for that sort of behavior. Apparently so does the sing canary, who favors that cat with a stern and nasty glare as he ominously started to sing, showing he meant BUSINESS himself!

Lastly, the small midget nods his head back at their gratitude for Brigid's assistance, with the heated turtle in question allowing her head to get some skirtches.(...)

Oh, that reaction from the middle-aged craftsman towards unflinchingly firering back in THAT language was simply priceless, Kee made sure to savour that as long as he can without outright awaking their temper once more. He shrugs rather indifferently then however, takes another sip from his hot beverage and answers in a much less aggressive voice, one that could even be called 'kind'. "Well.... Usually one can't guess from one's appearance how many languages a person speaks, can you? My uncle's bilingual, he was responsible for my care and parenting during my teenage years so I more naturally than intentionally picked up on speaking German fluently. Bealbeach City's also a tourist magnet by itself. ...It's helpful too that those who pioneered your fave genre of music hold their lyrics in that language." He gently pats a paticular patch saying 'KRAFTWERK' in digital-clock-like letters on his black shoulder bag full of various band patches - luckily, that bag AND his own electric guitar are unharmed by the latest events.


But, when Ran's coming to say even more things on his outfit, he's giving him an unamused expression again, his voice turning neutral BUT not unkind or loosing it's melodic tone. He kept himself neutral and kind too, so Kee's returning that. "If you don't like they way I dress already, then you should maybe see those that come to Roxie's Gym not to challenge her for a badge but to attend a concert of her - or, maybe even better, the ravers that come when I play and mix the records every now and then. Compared to them, I'm yet considered street-legal and functional."

Then, he's becoming somewhat personally offended in between the lines. "Using the term 'gay' as an insult is like the most disrespectful thing you can do towards these people, it's plain mean. I'm not one of them though just because this shirt, neither straight, I'm ace.... And repulsed. " There you have it! He doesn't seem to sport any issues about that trait of his if he can tell it to a man like Ran so naturally. Still he switches the topic fastly: "You haven't given me your name yet. Shall I stick with you people, that'd be..... well, good to know."

Minyan simply turns away in a condescending manner when Ran obviously warns them what may happen to him shall he try any tricks. Huuuuummmmpppfff, as if you can intimidate him, a noble and bold catbat descending from the toxic vampire belonging to a potent and experienced leader of a Poison Typ Gym!! Sorry old man or musical parrebt, you have to bring up a better arrtilery than THAT to impress him. Nice try!

As Rans's Chatot begins to sing that very melody, Kee just can't resist to give them a curious and almost fascinated look. "Your Chatot appears to have a liking for classical music, Bethooven's works. You trained them to do so probably by yourself, didn't you? Since my own exemplar does not feature such a trait."

Before Kogeki however, he ask the mysterious trainer how he, if he is okay or if need help.

This receives a pretty straight-forward reply: " 'Okay' is not what I am, but I'll get along - at least you and your others helped me free from that frigid cave, so while I'd STILL rather be somewherelse, I'm good." Minyan perks up at these words of his caretaker, as if to over-obviously and proudly remind him non-verbally that HE went and fetched these people - Kee notices that immediately and begins to scratch and stroke his own poisonous bat behind the ears. "I know, I know... I'd probably be an oversized icicle without you, Draven. But, if you wouldn't have returned, Roxie would have made my life a living hell." Minyan gives off a sound that is somewhere in between as cat's purr and a bat's screech, which Kee understands as an emphasized and smug 'I know~~'.

He savours the opportunity that this blue Sylveon is currently not with his Master to receive some praise and affection for solely himself.