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[attr="class","unstabland3"]Aramis watched as the girl pulled what appeared to be a tupperware box filled with what seem to be misshapen biscuits. "Oh, they look quite nice." Aramis commented. He could understand wanting to share something he made with others to try, so even despite his original sense of impending doom, he wanted to at least give her the benefit of the doubt.

The smell as she opened the box was like butter, or corn, something mixed between savory and sweet at least. Aramis picked one up, checking the thickness and size of it. On one end, the biscuit turned deep brown, almost as if charred, and on the other side there was a softness to it. Regardless, the smell was very appetizing, so he took a bite of it.

The texture was surprisingly pleasant: flakey, buttery, sweet, only-- "Oh, Arceu--" That was all Aramis could manage as he began to violently cough as what seemed to be superheated air enter his lungs. He quickly swallowed the contents as a reflex so he could breathe, only that too was a mistake, as his entire body seemed to be set on fire from the sheer intensity of whatever unholy pepper was used to flavor the biscuit.

Aramis' squinted back tears as he nodded to Noelle, making an okay sign as he quickly downed whatever the rest of the contents of his soda was to grant him a brief reprieve from Dante's Inferno entering his esophagus. "Good..." He said, his voice hoarse, "just a tad bit spicy." He replied, looking at the rest of the biscuit, he was wondering how on Earth he was going to finish it.

Just as luck would have it, a nearby Medicham had been practicing its moves had wandered close by at the smell of food and had looked expectantly towards Aramis. "You wanna try?" Aramis replied, handing the pepper bomb to the poor Medicham. Sniffing it briefly, the Medicham then proceeded to eagerly swallow the biscuit. Aramis then proceeded to throw the Pokeball towards it, to capture it. The sheer fire of the biscuit would likely be enough to offset whatever resistance the Pokemon had from resisting the ball.

After a few moments, the spice had kindly subsided, slightly, just enough for Aramis to continue functioning as a human being. "Not bad for an assassination attempt." He said, squinting at Noelle, before chuckling. "I'm surprised you can eat it with a straight face, you must really like the rush from spicy food."

Noelle Lane

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