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[HARLEY DAWSON]

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[/color] he called again, winking lightly when the man skeptically looked to his Scrafty. "What? Can't a hard workin' Pokemon get a drink here?"[/color] Merely shrugging, the waiter fixed both drinks. It seemed he only cared about the money rather than the safety issues... which, really, was perfectly fine with Harley. He ruffled Tomberlin's hair a little and slid the drink down to him once they came, taking a swig of his own.

Something brushed against his shoulder, causing Harley's gaze to turn and get locked on whoever or whatever it was that had just passed him.

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[Callie S. J. J. Blake]

Callie S. J. J. Blake

     Oh dear sweet Mew what was she doing in this place? Callie Sarah Jessica Jasmine Blake was in the absolute most unlikely of places trying to find just where her Spinarak, Ridion, went missing. The young Aristocrat was thankfully in somewhat more common clothing than she normally would have been in were she not trying to look for the elusive spider by wearing a thin blue cotton blouse and black jeans with sturdy heeled boots. Usually she'd be getting assistance from Qilan, but with current... company she didn't want to risk it.
     "Eep!"

[/color] the young woman squealed as a mug wound up going flying past her to bust against a pane. Where on earth has that spider gone?[/color] To any undrunken eye, one would see that she was visibly shaken and even sweating a bit as her eyes darted nervously around. She muttered under her breath as she wove around various tables, miraculously dodging wandering hands that were flailing at her body, "Where are you, silly Ridion?"[/color] Eyes never stopped moving as she spotted and kept moving toward the bar, hoping that maybe she would find the elusive bug there.
     When the young aristocrat reached the bar, she passed several people at the bar to get a free spot and waived down the barman. She doubted that he would be willing to waste his time with her unless she were buying. "Ah. Smirnoff. Nothing fancy,"[/color] she told him with a brisk nod, keeping eye contact only as long as necessary before breaking away to scan more furtively for the missing String Spit Pokèmon. "Where are you, Riddie?"[/color] she mumbled to herself.



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[HARLEY DAWSON]

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[/b] Harley purred, giving the woman a tap on the shoulder. He was relying on both her hopeful ignorance and the light of the room to make his face, which appeared on many wanted posters, unrecognizable.

"You know this is where most of those sky pirates hang out, right? Are you sure you're okay on your own?"[/color] he asked, pursing his lips slightly. Okay, yes, there was a slight hint of real concern for the girl in the back of his mind. He wasn't about to outright judge her just because she was affluent. He'd feel a bit guilty if she got hurt in the middle of some drunken brawl here. "Maybe I can help ya look for whoever Riddie is, aye?"[/color] he offered with a grin. Tomberlin nodded as well, adjusting his hood and grinning at the woman with the same amount of blind stupidity that Harley showed.

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[Callie S. J. J. Blake]

Callie S. J. J. Blake

     The tap at her shoulder broke into her thoughts as her head twitched to look over her shoulder, a hard look already in her eyes - she might look pretty but that didn't mean she couldn't rake your eyes out. Callie was fighting down the instinct to fight or flee and, while the rest of the bar might have been utterly wasted, she couldn't really do anything but wait to see if her Spinarak would show. "Excuse me, ma'am, but you know this is where most of those pirates hang out, right?"

[/color] A smirk came across the woman's mouth as she heard his question and struggled to bite back a remark. Her smart mouth was going to get her into trouble, especially since she had absolutely no idea who this particular man was, hood or no hood. "Maybe I can help ya look for whoever Riddie is, aye?"[/color]
     The smirk dissolved as the concern for her friend rose once more and she was suddenly an open book, "Truly? You'll help me find her? It's embarrassing really..."[/color] Her naivete was showing badly, accepting help from a man she didn't know or could see the face of, a bad combination that could lead in any direction that was nearly entirely the sole discretion of the unknown person's. "I had her on my shoulder one moment and then the next she was gone. She jumped onto a wall and then just took off for no reason that I could tell. She was there, then gone in a flash... So many legs really do support fast movement."[/color] Thankfully the barkeep had come back with her drink and she took it gratefully, giving him the money owed. Suddenly she remembered, "Oh. You're not afraid of spiders, are you? Ridion is a Spinarak."[/color]


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[/color] He laughed a little, but he was serious about where to go. Spiders commonly resided around the fermenting alcohol, so it was certainly a good idea.

"You an' I can search tables. Any idea where she likes to hide? Under tables, ceilings...?"[/color] Harley was already scanning the room for one of these spots, his eyes locked on the corners of walls and ceilings. She had said that the tiny bug type just latched onto a wall and skittered away, so who knows where she might have been... Har huffed a bit and scratched the back of his neck. He really hoped this thing would turn up soon.

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[Callie S. J. J. Blake]

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     Callie all but melted for the stranger as he said that he would help her find Ridion, "Really? Oh, you're too kind."

[/color] As he sent "Tommy" off to the back, her face betrayed surprise at the suggestion, then relaxed as she realized that it was more than likely dark in the back and spiders did indeed like to hide where it was dark and his comment about a drink was obviously a joke. "You an' I can search tables. Any idea where she likes to hide? Under tables, ceilings...?"[/color] Callie thought about his questions, where did Ridion like to hide? "Generally speaking, she doesn't normally hide unless I'm not around, and even then she normally comes when I or one of my other Pokèmon call for her..."[/color] she thought aloud none too helpfully, but she continued her thought. "I think she does favor dark places like under couches though. Thing is, she's nearly species standard and is a bit more than a foot across and stands almost as high at the topmost part of her abdomen. She's only not species standard at her abdomen, it's fatter than most other Spinaraks. If she were out in the open, someone would have definitely seen her by now."[/color]
     And that was the part that worried her - if someone who didn't like spiders saw her, Ridion could be as good as dead due to the abdomen. Callie's face pinched in thought as she continued to think about where the String Spot Pokèmon could be hiding. "I could let my Combee or my Heracross or any of my other Pokèmon out to help, but I almost think that might be a bad idea..."[/color] she looked at the raucous crowd. "While I doubt that anyone here would be interested in a female Combee or a Larvitar, I'm still a bit nervous about it... Last thing I want is for more of my Pokèmon to get lost... Or for my youngest to attract attention..."[/color] Evander would certainly be a hindrance to finding Ridion and with his age he'd probably attempt to play with any one of the pirates in the bar and that... would be bad, to put it simply.


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[/color] Another huff, and he looked around and down below his feet, still unsure of what to do about this whole situation. The woman mentioned letting out some rare bug type Pokemon and a Larvitar to help; while Harley's mouth salivated at the sound of a Larvitar, he certainly figured she'd be better off with her rock type, just as he'd be better off with his freedom. No jail for him, that wasn't cool. He looked over at her and shook his head in agreement. "Aye, probably not the best idea around here. Let's wait for Tommy first, maybe he'll be able to find something..."[/color] Honestly, he was still kind of afraid of squishing the lost spider unwittingly. While he wasn't in this all for reward, he certainly didn't want to hurt his chances of getting something in return.

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