VampirateMace
Internet Overlord
Sophie
Puff (Woobat, F) 1DER (Porygon, X)
“Uh hey,” replied Sophie awkwardly when an enthusiastic girl joined their ranks in a not to be ignored sort of way. She was followed by the girl Sophie had sat across from yesterday, who was now sporting a black eye, and a fierce attitude. Though Sophie found it hard to feel bad for their rambling guide when she snapped at her. Plus she was kind of ready for the woman to shut up herself. Other grunts that had gathered around started complaining as well. At least this was some sort of camaraderie for their group.
The. Woman. Just. Kept. Talking.
Sophie finally had had enough. She cranked up the volume on her headphones as they were led out and instructed to get ready. Her street clothes pretty much had the same aesthetic as the team rocket uniform, black sweatshirt with a logo, but jeans instead of slacks. Now they were just a busload of ill-matched high school kids. Really the age range here was pretty decent if you wanted to pretend it was just a school trip.
The ride was thankfully quite, as their guide didn't seem to notice, or maybe not care that her microphone wasn't working. And nobody in their right mind was about to point that out, although there may be some confusion about what they were supposed to be doing later. Sophie didn't care, she left her music up high enough to drown the woman out. Instead she took the time as an opportunity to gently brush all the little tangles out of Puff's plush fur. The woobat cooed appreciatively.
It was even better when they got on the ferry and she could space herself out away from pretty much everyone. But all good things come to an end, and a man dressed as a nurse came to rescue them from their guide. He also thankfully reexplained the mission in a much more to the point manner; find out how to operate the fossil reviving machines. Damn, they really had been brought here to play high school field trip.
One of the boys asked the others what to do, and another started hatching a plan. Sophie lowered her headphones, speaking up. Well, sort of, her voice was still kinda soft, “Um, excuse me, I think you're overlooking the obvious angle. We're all the right age to just walk right in there and ask to interview them for a school project.”
Puff (Woobat, F) 1DER (Porygon, X)
“Uh hey,” replied Sophie awkwardly when an enthusiastic girl joined their ranks in a not to be ignored sort of way. She was followed by the girl Sophie had sat across from yesterday, who was now sporting a black eye, and a fierce attitude. Though Sophie found it hard to feel bad for their rambling guide when she snapped at her. Plus she was kind of ready for the woman to shut up herself. Other grunts that had gathered around started complaining as well. At least this was some sort of camaraderie for their group.
The. Woman. Just. Kept. Talking.
Sophie finally had had enough. She cranked up the volume on her headphones as they were led out and instructed to get ready. Her street clothes pretty much had the same aesthetic as the team rocket uniform, black sweatshirt with a logo, but jeans instead of slacks. Now they were just a busload of ill-matched high school kids. Really the age range here was pretty decent if you wanted to pretend it was just a school trip.
The ride was thankfully quite, as their guide didn't seem to notice, or maybe not care that her microphone wasn't working. And nobody in their right mind was about to point that out, although there may be some confusion about what they were supposed to be doing later. Sophie didn't care, she left her music up high enough to drown the woman out. Instead she took the time as an opportunity to gently brush all the little tangles out of Puff's plush fur. The woobat cooed appreciatively.
It was even better when they got on the ferry and she could space herself out away from pretty much everyone. But all good things come to an end, and a man dressed as a nurse came to rescue them from their guide. He also thankfully reexplained the mission in a much more to the point manner; find out how to operate the fossil reviving machines. Damn, they really had been brought here to play high school field trip.
One of the boys asked the others what to do, and another started hatching a plan. Sophie lowered her headphones, speaking up. Well, sort of, her voice was still kinda soft, “Um, excuse me, I think you're overlooking the obvious angle. We're all the right age to just walk right in there and ask to interview them for a school project.”