[ When Courier Six arrived for the quest, he's let himself get scraped down for loose scales. It almost looks like a massage. His eyes are closed, his wings flapping a little. ]
You know, I would have done this without th'reward. It's probably better then tryin' to scrape 'em off. I need to find more dragons t'figure out these damned scales.
[ Oh, look! He's nice and relaxed! Not like he's going to suffer. ]
[ DONATION DRIVE Part 2 CW: Medical Trauma, Illness ]
[ But then, later that day, there is a storming out Dragonite - eye wide, muttering about 'it's fine' and 'just don't look closer'. One of the Pokemon trying to examine his samples is following, a fussy-looking Lurantis, calls out to him. ]
Sir! You need to get back here! We need to take more samples--
[ Courier Six begins moving faster, his whole body trembling, horrified. He looks like he's not going to be stopped easily, but as soon as he thinks the Lurantis has stopped following him, he stops. And lets out a quiet... ]
Fuck.
[ SHOW-AND-TELL + STAR LIGHT, STAR BRIGHT ]
[ Courier Six was wandering around, looking for those other Pokemon. He might not notice you're one of his buddies from other worlds, as he goes into speaking. ]
...so, anyway, these tablets? Actually quite easy t'make, if you have claws. I've only messed up a few times. I've been keepin' track of those people comin' here, and all.
[ He looks to the higher levels of the Archive. ]
Each of us has a role. It's nice. Speakin' of, I've actually got my own place t'stay. Well, not my own, there's some other large Pokemon who stay with me. Bein' this massive isn't so easy. I bet y'don't need to eat as much as me.
Courier Six
[ When Courier Six arrived for the quest, he's let himself get scraped down for loose scales. It almost looks like a massage. His eyes are closed, his wings flapping a little. ]
You know, I would have done this without th'reward. It's probably better then tryin' to scrape 'em off. I need to find more dragons t'figure out these damned scales.
[ Oh, look! He's nice and relaxed! Not like he's going to suffer. ]
[ DONATION DRIVE Part 2 CW: Medical Trauma, Illness ]
[ But then, later that day, there is a storming out Dragonite - eye wide, muttering about 'it's fine' and 'just don't look closer'. One of the Pokemon trying to examine his samples is following, a fussy-looking Lurantis, calls out to him. ]
Sir! You need to get back here! We need to take more samples--
[ Courier Six begins moving faster, his whole body trembling, horrified. He looks like he's not going to be stopped easily, but as soon as he thinks the Lurantis has stopped following him, he stops. And lets out a quiet... ]
Fuck.
[ SHOW-AND-TELL + STAR LIGHT, STAR BRIGHT ]
[ Courier Six was wandering around, looking for those other Pokemon. He might not notice you're one of his buddies from other worlds, as he goes into speaking. ]
...so, anyway, these tablets? Actually quite easy t'make, if you have claws. I've only messed up a few times. I've been keepin' track of those people comin' here, and all.
[ He looks to the higher levels of the Archive. ]
Each of us has a role. It's nice. Speakin' of, I've actually got my own place t'stay. Well, not my own, there's some other large Pokemon who stay with me. Bein' this massive isn't so easy. I bet y'don't need to eat as much as me.