video, mid-october

[wolfcut]

Is this thing — how does —

[ Let there be video of one sorry looking rat holding his pearl as far away from himself as possible. Somehow, he looks even more disheveled than usual, with eyebags practically to the floor.

Those who recognize him might also notice his fur is looking extra wispy today. Perhaps even a bit see-through? That’s different, isn’t it? ]

Okay. Okay. Does... does anyone know Sleep Powder? [ There’s some unbecoming desperation in his voice. He’s just asking for a friend here. ] Yawn, maybe? Or — fuck, what — Spore?

[ Anyone with a keen-eye will likely note that he’s also not at the Spire, but the Archives. Lum Berries are more than welcome to bump into (pass through?) their new rodent problem if they so wish. ]

And no, a punch to the head won’t work.

[ Ghosts are immune to Fighting-type moves, as it turns out. ]

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[cedricthegreat]

[Yep, he hates this. He does notice a little more, uh, life back in Bigby, which does quietly relieve him, but he still hates this. What kind of secret society are they running around here? What are they hiding?

To Cedric, this only leaves one question.]

Then who can access them?

[wolfcut]

I don't know!

[ That comes out as a deeply unnerving growl thanks to his current typing. The shushing just gets louder. ]

... I don't know. [ He slumps, deflating all over again. ] Just Polteigeist? No one's ever mentioned actually seeing them.

[ All this talk about Ribombee when the real problem might be another ghost. ]

[cedricthegreat]

Pol-tea-geist... [Is that a pun, or just some strange enunciation for a Ghost type? Because from his exposure thus far, it could go either way.] Sounds like I'll have to look into this myself.

But, in the meantime, I'll see about this, uh... "Sleep Powder" you asked for. Surely there's something or someone around here that can help you shake this off.

[Unless... Bigby can be abrasive, but...] Or, if you'd rather the company, I can meet you somewhere.

[wolfcut]

[ Dawning realization as Cedric sounds that out. He has no room to talk when it comes to puns-for-names, but a groan follows anyway. In the middle of rubbing of his face with one paw, he's suddenly taken aback by the Murkrow's suggestion, almost dropping the tablet in the process. Maybe he should set that down for now. ]

What like a [ hangout ] pharmacy or something? I mean, sure, if you're not busy. Would be easier to ask around with two of us. [ A beat. ] I could meet you in town? Maybe at the questboard?

[ The inevitable hangout in question. ]

I freaking lol'd at that reference

[cedricthegreat]

Of course I'm not busy, what else have I got to do? Lose feathers? [Ignore the pile in the corner.]

Questboard will do. If I don't spot you due to your... transparency, just call out and I'll follow your voice.

just two little guys made for 90s television.....also i'm good to either wrap here or keep going! c:

[wolfcut]

Alright, I get it. Just thought you might need to get to bed early. Those worms aren't going to catch themselves.

[ Now to figure out the maze that is the Archives. ]

Anyway, sounds like a plan. I'll try not to fade away before I even get there. [ A quiet yawn, followed by an ear flick. ] ... Thanks, Cedric.

Let's wrap here! They can go around pestering Pokes until they find a status item XD

[cedricthegreat]

[He shudders at the idea of eating worms, or whatever the Pokémon equivalent of those are.] Not to my taste, I'm afraid. Nor is sleep, I suppose, I haven't gotten a good wink of it since my arrival.

[Insomnia ability, gotta love it.]

...And you're welcome, Bigby. It's the least I can do.