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[paradisamods]

[Ah, the town. Sometimes, sadly, a site of bloody carnage. Sometimes an idyllic if rather large hamlet where a castle resident can go to unwind, get a bite to eat, or find work. Sometimes, a site of weirder chaos than just plain violence

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[Rin can't even believe how stupid life in Paradisa is sometimes.

She is leading her Arcanine and slogging sloppily through the cake mess, starting at the milling children. Cake batter on the ground free for the taking would be more appealing if there weren't already little kiddies rolling around in it, and if it wasn't, you know...

... on the ground.]

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan is trying to lead a kid back to her parents, though she's dragging her fingers in the cake batter. ] Please don't eat that-- [He cuts off short as he runs into Arcanine - he hadn't seen the Pokemon as he was facing the child rather than looking to see where he was going.] Oof.

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[Tad looks down at him... do you know how big this Pokémon is, he's huge.

Pokédog grin is a go though! Not to worry.]

[is0latedthinker]

[Alan will be staring - he's never seen a Pokemon before, and one bigger than he is is even more surprising! Is this another one of those talking animals? He takes a step back.] Sorry for running into you.

[The child, though, doesn't seem to mind, and promptly stops trying to eat the batter to hug Tad's front leg.]

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[Tad doesn't mind that. He likes humans, and is fine with children, and although sticky cakebatter handprints are getting in his fur he doesn't mind. Rin peers around his chest though to see what's going on now.]

Oh... hello?

[is0latedthinker]

[A woman - Alan feels a little foolish now.]

...Oh. [He looks back to Tad, then again to Rin.] Hello.

I was just apologizing for running into your friend, but... [...now I'm not so sure he can understand me.]

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[Rin blinks and nods. Tad understands quite well, but Rin will speak for him.]

He won't mind. Tad is friendly with people. [She looks down at the child, clinging to the Arcanine's leg.] What a mess.

[is0latedthinker]

[His eyebrows rise as he grimaces in agreement.] Yeah. It's a wonder they're not all sick already, eating this off the ground...

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Do you know where their parents are?

[is0latedthinker]

This one's are over there. [He gestures to two townspeople standing in a doorway, trying to avoid the cake batter.] Others are scattered around, I suppose.

I am so sorry for being this terribly slow

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... You want a hand? Jeez louise...

No worries :)

[is0latedthinker]

Yeah, if you could gather up some of the other ones that'd be great. Then we can pass them back to their parents.

[Alan's going to have to wish up new shoes...and pants, for that matter. Cake batter was going to be (if it wasn't already) everywhere.]

[payback]

Props for even knowing where these kids belong. [Looks at his charges and scrounges up a smile.] Want me to take them?

[is0latedthinker]

[He chuckles.] I've had some practice.

Please. I'll bring this one if you can grab those two.