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[whitehairedprettyboy]

Excuse me!

[ A man with a long white ponytail and an immaculately tailored (though unusually green) suit graces your PokéGear screen this morning. He appears rather put out, for some reason. ]

I demand to know who is in charge here! I ask that you kindly return me to where I came from! I'm a very busy man, and I don't appreciate being... kidnapped, or whatever it is you've done to me!

[ He pauses, takes a breath, and smooths down the front of his suit. ]

Whoever you are, it is in your best interest to release me before my employees get here. [ His lip curls. ] And if you were going to go so far as to provide me with clothes, you might at least have made them a bit more fashionable. How you expected me to wear those rags...

[ Having said his piece, he reaches for the Gear, presumably to turn it off, when a long green snout comes abruptly into view, sniffing inquisitively. His Snivy's curious about the lighty box, it seems. ]

Ah, yes - and if someone could elucidate me as to what exactly these... creatures are, it would be most appreciated. At least this one seems to have good sense, for the most part - stop smelling that!

[ The Snivy straightens up, trying to look dignified. This is the sort of Snivy who would never think of sticking his face all over a PokéGear. What would make you think that? ]

[ The man, for his part, turns back to the camera. ] If you can provide me with some answers as to what's going on in this place, I will see to it that you are handsomely rewarded. The sooner, the better.

[ And the feed shuts off. ]

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[ Any Rockets hanging around the base, feel free to bug Valmont if you run into him in the hallway! You'll recognize him. He's the one in very non-regulation green and a foul mood. ]

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[rarestcandy]

[That doesn't bother her in the least -- after all, Ralph was just Ralph. Mario was just Mario.]

Good! Now any ideas for your two soon-to-be-buddies there? Because if you don't, I could always name them...

[It seemed like the best thing to say to get the process to speed up a bit.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Oh, god. ]

Please keep your naming sense far away from my creatures. Please. [ That's more "please"s than he normally likes to use at once, but this is a bit of an emergency. If either of them gets attached to a name with a bodily function in it, he can give up on the idea of his stay here ever being a pleasant one.

Hey, though, at least he referred to them as his creatures. That's a start, right? ]

[rarestcandy]

[It is a start.]

If you insist! Just don't slack off with 'em.

I know where you sleep.

[...Also true, but with the amount of conviction she said everything, who knows how it'll be taken.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ An idle threat. She can't actually know where he sleeps - he doesn't know himself! That is, he assumes it's in the bed in this room, but where exactly is this room? He really ought to take a look around this complex when he has a chance. ]

I can assure you I'll come up with perfectly fine names for them myself, Miss von Schweetz. [ Dodged that bullet. ] And I may even try... being nice to them. If they give me reason to.

[ The Stunky takes this moment to rub up against his leg again. Valmont's face twists in disgust, but with great effort, he manages not to shoo her away. See, Vanellope? He's learning! Really! ]

[rarestcandy]

Sounds like a deal to me! Seeya later, Val!

[And so, with a cheery salute, she's off. Sorry if you don't like your nickname.]

[whitehairedprettyboy]

[ Valmont is left blinking at the Gear. ]

"Val"? ...Well, it's better than Princess Ponytail, I suppose.

[ Is this what getting along with people is like? Weird. ]