audio, backdated to during the Dragafloat Festival

[telewarped]

[Following a successful but taxing bounty quest, Shoka has been stuck in the Pokéclinic since the 15th—and judging by the way the clinic Pokémon look at her and the way her stupid, freak body keeps telling her it's somehow still on fire, even when it totally isn't, she's going to be stuck there for some time. She can still walk, kind of, and it doesn't hurt all the time, so if anyone were to ask her, she'd tell them that this amount of caution is entirely unnecessary... But no one did ask her.

The Grumpearl message comes in darkness; no visuals or even true audio—just pure thought:]

This bites. I wanna go to the festival!

Maybe I can sneak out...?

[This is almost definitely the Grumpearl version of a butt-dial. In Shoka's case, it's more of a head-dial, considering that her pearl is still stowed away inside the hollow of her disguise's false Pikachu head.]

Comments

[telewarped]

[Ugh, what is this guy's problem? Can't he just let her complain in peace?]

Why are you even talking to me anyway? There isn't anything keeping you from the festivities, right?

[She talked first, but... it was obviously an accident!]

[moondregs]

I’m not exactly a festival kind of person. Besides, you addressed everyone.

[telewarped]

I didn't mean to, obviously.

[If she meant to talk, she would have talked instead of thought!

But maybe it wasn't obvious, since she didn't send her brief freakout at the realization directly to him. She probably should have just ignored the reply and pretended nothing happened... Too late for that now.]

Not a festival person... So not a good food person? Not a fun person? I kinda figured that last one already.

[She's just being cranky. If it's more a case of him not being a crowds person, she gets it.]

[moondregs]

Not a crowds person.

[ Though it being crowds of Pokemon does make it better. ]

I’ve been mostly sticking to helping around the guild.

[telewarped]

Surprise, surprise.

Well, unless that charitable attitude extends to bringing some of the festival fare to 'mons in need such as myself... I'm going back to my escape plan. Later, loser.