[It's an excellent look on Lydia, he has to say. Tyler doesn't think he could pull it off with anywhere near as much grace.
He signs somewhat lazily, with Isid translating directly into Lydia's mind.]
It was just finalizing some shit, nothing actually consuming.
[He allows himself to be ushered in and along, and opens the door to the spare room himself to gaze upon these asshole parents. Isis looks down at them both with disapproval.]
[If there's one thing she's good at, it's pulling off almost anything and everything if she puts her mind to it. Something about elven grace or whatever.]
That so? About the same on this level, though more... I suppose trying to find people to staff shit as I can't do it alone. [Unfortunately she has to sleep now, which is rude when she's so used to being able to get everything done.
As for the spare room. Nex is immediately staring back at Isis, eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. Very much curled around those eggs with no intentions on letting anyone near.
Flaris? Flaris is sitting up and just. Barking. Once.
[Isis doesn't spare Nex more than a single glance. She teleports off of Tyler's shoulder, making him start slightly, and lands directly on Flaris's muzzle so she can glare into the dog's eyes.
Then they both glow purple, and Flaris gets raised with (to Tyler) a surprising amount of care, easily high enough for the others to move in and grab the eggs. If Nex lets them pass.]
[That's. Actually hilarious in a weird way. Because Flaris doesn't seem to actually be terribly upset by this predicament other than making a confused as hell noise. She's not the violent one, after all.
But it does give her some time to go grab Flaris' at least. Nex, on the other hand, doesn't give a damn what happens to Flaris or her clutch. As long as her's are left alone.
Which might be why there's a low rumbling growling noise if any of them get too close to her.]
[Tyler makes sure to move in and give Flaris a good pat, involving some scratches behind the Arcanine's ears as he gets Isis to lower her back down again.
Nex... gets a flat look, but Tyler's definitely thinking about something, as he pulls his 'gear out to get the Liepard's details.]
You know that Machamp I got a while ago, Football? He's got a type advantage against Nex. And they're about the same level.
[Oh, she does enjoy ear scratches and just wags her tail once she's sat down again. This dumb-ass dog is as dumb as a box of rocks, evidently. But it's fine.]
... You know, at this point that might be our best bet since I don't have anything that really has an advantage against her and I'd rather her not try and take my face off in the middle of the night. [That's her money maker, goddammit. Even if Nex is still glaring at all of them.]
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He signs somewhat lazily, with Isid translating directly into Lydia's mind.]
It was just finalizing some shit, nothing actually consuming.
[He allows himself to be ushered in and along, and opens the door to the spare room himself to gaze upon these asshole parents. Isis looks down at them both with disapproval.]
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That so? About the same on this level, though more... I suppose trying to find people to staff shit as I can't do it alone. [Unfortunately she has to sleep now, which is rude when she's so used to being able to get everything done.
As for the spare room. Nex is immediately staring back at Isis, eyes narrowed and tail tip twitching. Very much curled around those eggs with no intentions on letting anyone near.
Flaris? Flaris is sitting up and just. Barking. Once.
Idiot dog.]
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Then they both glow purple, and Flaris gets raised with (to Tyler) a surprising amount of care, easily high enough for the others to move in and grab the eggs. If Nex lets them pass.]
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But it does give her some time to go grab Flaris' at least. Nex, on the other hand, doesn't give a damn what happens to Flaris or her clutch. As long as her's are left alone.
Which might be why there's a low rumbling growling noise if any of them get too close to her.]
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Nex... gets a flat look, but Tyler's definitely thinking about something, as he pulls his 'gear out to get the Liepard's details.]
You know that Machamp I got a while ago, Football? He's got a type advantage against Nex. And they're about the same level.
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... You know, at this point that might be our best bet since I don't have anything that really has an advantage against her and I'd rather her not try and take my face off in the middle of the night. [That's her money maker, goddammit. Even if Nex is still glaring at all of them.]