Ain't no rest for the wicked

[shellderkillder]

Who: shellderkillder and, quite possibly, you!
Where: The Goldenrod Pokémon Center
When: October 27th, early afternoon
Summary: This new assistant is kind of creepy, but he can probably do the job.
Rating: PG-13, just in case Shelly's inner monologue ever takes a turn for the slightly darker.
Log:

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[8etterl8]

[Vriska comes peering into the Center, looking around. Her hand is bandaged, and she keeps scratching at it with her other hand. It itches, a lot. She thought maybe asking the Center about it might be a good idea.]

[shellderkillder]

[That girl... He's seen her before somewhere, hasn't he?]

May I help you, young miss?

[8etterl8]

Huh. [She eyes him up and down. Yeah, he kinda looks familiar.]

You work here?

[shellderkillder]

Clearly, I do. [Maybe he's seen her around Goldenrod before...?]

[8etterl8]

[She seems to recall being rather skeptical of him. Like now.]

Cleeeeeeeearly.

[Then she just holds up her bandaged hand. Obviously, he should know what she wants.]

[shellderkillder]

[And he seems to recall a somewhat annoying attitude...

Anyhow, he brings her hand closer - in a completely professional way.] I see... What happened?

[8etterl8]

A Digbeast happened. It bit me.

[And by Digbeast, she of course means Diglett. No, she doesn't understand how it bit her, it just did. It also apparently said some rather rude things.]

[shellderkillder]

A... Digbeast? I was not aware that the line had a third stage of evolution...

[ANYWAY.] Have you already disinfected the wound?

[8etterl8]

Disen-what now?

[Does that answer your question?]

[shellderkillder]

... Oh, dear. [Siiigh.] Come with me, please. [Into the back. Yes.]

[8etterl8]

[She goes to follow him, but frowns.]

What exactly are you gonna do to it?

[shellderkillder]

We are going to treat that wound properly.

[8etterl8]

Okaaaaaaaay. What exactly is properly.

[shellderkillder]

First, we need to wash the wound. You will have to remove your bandages.