#exvalor

“--oof! ...sorry, was I in the w--

-Arlo?!”

Oh, this is a surprise. It’s been a while since he was around!

It’s no surprise for the first part of the night, he’d spent his time frequently the food tables and devouring a few bits and pieces here and there, Unova had a certain penchant for sweeter foods even stuff that wasn’t candy or desserts and while the other two seemed a bit put off by it. Spark was having a grand ol’ time, he’d just finished holding out a pokepuff for his jolteon to take when he’d noticed a particular flash of black hair that struck him as to familiar to simply ignore.

So the typical smile on his face grew into a grin as he spotted Arlo trying to stick close to willow, He’d known willow was coming but ARLO? this seemed even less like a place he’d enjoy then blanche and that was saying a lot. It didn’t stop him from excitedly bounding over, a energetic bounce to his step.

“Hi willow!!, Also Arlo you look fantastic! i didn’t know you were coming, Have you tried any of the food yet??”

"Oh? Are you here to challenge me? Don’t test me."

          "Why stop the inevitable? Team GO Rocket will always win!"

                        "I’m getting tired of battling weaklings. Let’s get this over with."

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Just when Red thinks that it’s been a damn long time since he actually liked someone aesthetically on sight, he shows up. Red wasn’t exactly looking for that thought to be answered by the universe so abruptly, and definitely not like this. Because unless he is horribly mistaken, uh that’s a Rocket Admin.

Who let Rockets be attractive in any sort of way??

Usually there’s only one way that this can go, and that was directly into a battle where he tears apart someone’s team like it’s nothing. And he expects that will be still the case by the end of this conversation, but at least to begin with he’s not going to start a battle.

Shocker, Red not picking a fight with a Rocket. He’d punch this guy’s boss in a heartbeat if you gave him the chance.

“No no no no!!!”

Poor little breeder is running frantically to try and catch the baby Eevees that got loose, having hatched from eggs she was helping to care for her fellow teammates. With no Spark or members around to help, she’s running like a Murkrow with its head cut off.

“O-One of them went this way, I’m sure of it!”

O-Ohh no. Nope nope nope!