swiggity swoogity.
she comin' for that sewer booty.

"nah, sounds disgusting." not her cup of tea. was there any other way she could phrase it? something like.. a pickup line! in the sewers! yeah, 'cause that's a totally romantic place. but hey, who knows? for all she cares, she could meet her fated loved one in the sewers and junk! or not. but hey, a girl could dream.

it was as filthy as the gutter and every iff dream she's ever had. reeked of trash and poison and, thankfully, she had her ponyta out with pastel veil to stop her from getting poisoned anytime soon. unfortunately, the fairy pony didn't exactly appreciate it. if it weren't for how nice she were, she would have kicked her trainer in the crotch long ago. loooong ago. she still wanted to.

still, she got herself a face mask to at least make the smell bearable. lo and behold, she finds someone walking down the sewers with her! it was fate. totally fate.

"yooooo! a person!" the pinkette screams down in the oversized pipes, cheeks raised under the mask to smile with her eyes as she approached - trying to avoid the murky water. "you looking for the bastards who're stinking up the place, too?"

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he was a character, that much was clear.

at least, enough for her to grin in amusement and almost laugh her head off at the image. "oh, man, that must suck!" the girl snickers at his expense, instead waving her hand off, dismissively, towards it. still, her pokemon probably wouldn't have enjoyed the stench, so she opts to keep them within the confines of their safe haven.

at least he still had his wits about him, commenting and snarking about the situation. "seriously, i couldn't say it any other way." the girl shakes her head, then snickering some more while trying to accustom herself to the putrid smells. "but hey, we just need to get this thing up and done, then we don't gotta worry anymore, right?" her lips curl into a smile, maintaining the amused gleam.

now the recognition was nice, especially when they were down here. thank christ that she wasn't too put off by the man's foul language - hell, if it weren't for the act that she liked to put a filter when talking in person, she'd probably have as much a sailor mouth as him. "eeeextra money~" she chimes, stretching her arms over her head with a casual grin. "but i really hate how it smells like shit down here. i like money, not crap, so lessgo~"

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the poison pokemon really didn't have anything on them.

because i mean, his pokemon got out and started to sic em. like, sic em. sagittarious was kind of hanging around at her side, the pastel veil preventing the party from possibly getting poisoned. it was a blessing, she thinks, so it was a good idea to bring the cotton candy pony with them. her hand slips into her pocket, pulling out a pokeball.

"out ya go, virgo~" the pink woman chimes, watching as a hatenna hops out of the ball with a soft chime. it began to engulf the poison pokemon in a soft, blue light - then chucking them down deeper into the swamp without actually touching them.

"so what brings you here, eh?" she asks, bright, sky blue eyes illuminating what little light made it to the sewers.

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