[Mari]

"No kidding. Seems like an odd place to fall asleep." Arle mused aloud.

She observed Yellow, unsure of what to do with the other girl. Carrying her was an option, but it almost certainly required her to transform if she wanted to retain any semblance of combat efficiency. She supposed trying to wake her was the next best thing, but ... what if that didn't work? Arle glanced around suspiciously, casting Diacute just so that she'd have something powerful to ward off any new surprises. She then squatted down next to Yellow, putting her staff down and gently easing the other onto her back in something more closely resembling a comfortable sleeping position. She then fished a vial of something rather pungent smelling from her blouse, a small glass vial...

It was curry powder. Not exactly smelling salts, but quite strong in its own right. Arle shifted forward and propped Yellow's head up with one arm, hovering the bottle under her nose with the other. She wasn't sure if this would work, but it was better than nothing. A lot of people responded to smells while asleep! "Wakey wakey, it's not safe to sleep here!" Arle awkwardly said.

Arle
Damage: 0%
Shield Damage: 15%
Status: Diacute (2)

[Coolshaymin]

FpfwQnl4p_1d20+1(Yellow's waking up roll)

Yellow breathed lightly due to her current state of conciousness. However, this time she was a lot more alert than she was back in the cave with Regirock. One could call it learning from experience someone should be paying attention when asleep. She was still exhausted though so her body put up no resistance to being put on her back. There was no sense of personal space violation so it's safe... right?

Meanwhile Randy watched from a distance. Not exactly wanting to get too close less he gets noticed by the other girl. Yellow was still asleep until some smell entered her conscious and caused her to stir. It was very strong of a smell and she was only asleep so it did manage to get through to her. Her eyes opened and she quickly sat up with a yawn and a stretch. Right now this was usually when someone asked for the promise of food but Yellow's mind reminded her of why she was here.

"You're right," she agreed as she stood up and held her fishing rod. "I think we should try those stairs. Maybe it leads to the bedroom. His keys could be in there," Yellow suggested as she slowly moved forward while her body got used to being woke up.1d20+1

[Mari]

Arle withdrew her bottle of curry spice as Yellow sat up, beaming proudly at the other girl. "Thanks! I wasn't sure what to do there for a moment." she replied, getting up in turn and stretching. After a moment of stretching away her concerns, Arle promptly cast another diacute spell and moved to catch up with Yellow. "Hey, thanks for helping me out back there by the way. It felt like I was all kinds of messed up and dizzy." Arle remarked, quite pleased to not have to deal with her world folding in on her.

Arle
Damage: 0%
Shield Damage: 5%
Status: Diacute (3)

[Coolshaymin]

Yellow smiled and nodded at Arle. That was a significantly better way to wake up than last time. She led the way towards the stairs to the bedroom as Arle thanked her... Why was she thanking her?... Oh right, that was why she felt tired, duh. "It's nothing, really. I don't like seeing people hurt like that. Besides, would of been wrong of me to leave you like that," Yellow replied.

The path upstairs lead to a hallway that lead to a door that looked to be guarded by another cat robot. Along the hall held posters like "Last Daydream VII", "Space Pirates: Other Ridley", "Colonel Mustard and the Magical Girl Facade", and... Satan Dating Sim?... Those odd things aside, ahead lied the door assumingly to the Geek's Bedroom.

"You have reached the Door to Master's Private Room. For Security Purposes you must confirm your identity. Answer the Following Security Questions 'true' or 'false'. 'Video Game Soundtracks are Hi-Technicaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaal!'"

[Mari]

Arle smiled meaningfully at Yellow. She seemed alright. ...She wasn't sure about that outfit, but it was what was inside that mattered. "Yeah. I don't wanna know what the dungeon is like in this place." Arle mused aloud. Nerd dungeons were probably the worst. Just give me the medieval torture dungeons, thank you. She went ahead and summoned another diacute orb, a crown of glowing magical orbs floating about her body waiting to be tapped in one of her spells.

As they walked along, Arle noticed certain ... odd things. Something about magical girls. She was a magical girl. Was the owner of this place stalking the society or something? ...Creepy. What she saw next caused her to stop and double take though. Satan Dating Simulator? A shiver ran down Arle's spine. "...Ewrgh. This place is starting to creep me out." she remarked aloud before turning to quickly flee the area down the hall.

She was soon greeted by a mechanical voice asking her... What the hell?! Arle furrowed her brows as the voice spoke in riddles, speaking words she'd never heard before.

R5YLSBSEp_1d20+2 (Arle's Grasp of Alien Terminology)

...Well she might not have any idea what a video was, or what Hi-Technical meant, but she could tell through context clues that the voice was ... seeking approval, oddly enough. She didn't need to know what any of those words meant because she knew what answer the door wanted to hear. "Mmm... True!" Arle replied in a matter-of-fact tone before leaning over to whisper to Yellow. "I have no idea what it's asking." she remarked, snickering at the door's expense.

Arle Damage: 0% Shield Damage: 0% Status: Diacute (4)

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[Coolshaymin]

Yellow paid no attention to the posters... As Randy was doing that enough for her. Knowledge she did not know was there sounded through her head. Apparently Colonel Mustard and the Magical Girl Facade was a good parody on Magical Girls... By having an Adventure Game Stereotype old man dress up in frilly costumes... That sounded awful but he was the Otaku.

The Pokemon World had a fair number of technology. Video Games were in the norm though they were kind of low tech compared to a lot of other stuff they had. Regardless, Arle seemed to got it right... by dumb luck as the Securimeow continued. "... Wait... You don't know what a Video Game Soundtrack is?" Yellow asked. She did not really remember how common games in her world were since it seemed more about traveling... But her world did not have them at all?

"Episode 127 of 'The Grodus Chronicals' is pretty much the schweetest thing ever." Yellow was not paying attention due to surprise when Randy jumped in rather quickly. "True!" Yellow was not really surprised he answered true so quickly to a nerd question.

"One day, I will own all of the 'Starship X-Naut' Series 3 collectible Action Figures."

[Mari]

Arle snickered slightly, leaning in a bit to whisper to the other. "Nope~! To be honest, I don't know what a video is either." Arle replied, shrugging helplessly at the situation. She then glanced to the door and Yellow's puppy, pondering this for a moment. Could a dog be a nerd? She wasn't sure, but this question once again sounded very specific, sort of like someone was seeking approval for something. It made the answer pretty clear. "...True."

Arle Damage: 0% Shield Damage: 0% Status: Diacute (4)

[Coolshaymin]

Yellow was a little surprised and Randy tried not to show such reaction... Mostly because she believed this girl could smell fear for one reason or another. She gave him an odd look after he asked the question and seemed a little questioning of him. He kind of hid behind Yellow's leg... As poor a hiding spot as that was.

Did not matter as the cat security bot asked it's last question... Or at least it seemed it was about to before it's eyes lit up. "... Real Life Arle Detected," The cat stated which Yellow was extremely confused with. "Activating Protocol 1991: When Waifu is Real, Give Keys!" And true to the cat servant's words... two keys fell from the ceiling... But Yellow was a little too speechless to pick them up right away.

[Mari]

g6ul3gIyp_1d20+2 (Arle's understanding of what just happened)

Arle blinked. Thankfully, terms like real life and waifu and protocol were all lost on her. She recognized that her name had been mentioned, but did not grasp why. Huh. She moved to bend over and pick the keys up.

"Huh, will you look at that? I guess whoever owns this castle must be a fan~!" Arle mused aloud as she picked the keys up, turning to glance back at Yellow. She smiled, oblivious to the danger she was in. "I starred in a party that turned out to be the biggest celebration the Life Sphere has ever had. It's still weird how people recognize me on the street now." Arle went on to explain, noticing Yellow's confusion. She moved to unlock the door. The place was odd, but now she was looking forward to meeting this fan! It might make the mission much easier, knowing they apparently liked her...

...Or would it?1d20+2

[Coolshaymin]

Yellow was not as ignorant as Arle was of what just happened. She remained staring for a moment before shaking her head. It will be fine. They just had to save Kitty and get out of here. It's not like the Kecleon will do anything harsh. The doors turned to life as Arle put in the keys. "Identifying... One hot babe detected," .... One? "Arle Nadja may enter Master Francis's room. The androgynous one must stay out here."

"Androgynous one..." Yellow repeated in stunned silence... Was she just rejected and insulted by a door?

[Mari]

Arle quirked a brow at the door's choice of words. She, of course, was not familiar with awkward robot speak as robots not being a thing in her world. She was, however, aware of what she and Yellow were being called. ...She supposed Yellow's choice of clothes were rather questionable, but being called a babe didn't sit well with her. The sooner she got away from this creepy door, the better. "I guess I'll be right back..." Arle remarked rather lamely, allowing herself a pitying gaze at Yellow. Whatever was up with her weird clothing situation, it didn't seem like she enjoyed the remark any more than Arle had. Arle moved to step inside the door, unaware of what might be waiting on the other side.

[Coolshaymin]

"Neeeer! Who are you?!" A voice came from the other side of the room as Arle entered the room. A chameleon in rather geeky attire stood in front of a caged Butterfree who looked... Not that bothered honestly. Then something seemed to click with the guy holding the Pokemon captive. "W-wait... Y-you're Arle Nadja! Y-you're real and in my r-room?!" Francis seemed to start sweating profusely at this. "T-top tier waifu in my room!" The chameleon freaked out...

[Mari]

Arle casually approached Francis at a leisurely speed, smiling brightly at him. She wasn't particularly weirded out by his fanboying. ...Maybe a little based on how dorky he was. "Well--" Arle began, only for Francis to use that word. She was a tad bemused by his corrupted accent. I mean, who would assume he was saying wife? That was just ridiculous. Arle was a little put off by his freaking out, however, recoiling slightly before striking a pose to introduce herself. Her own arrogance was not beneficial here. She was tempted to ask what the hell he'd just called her, but there was a slightly more pressing question on her mind.

"Iei! You've got a pretty elaborate place 'Master Francis'." Arle greeted, her gaze shifting to the trapped butter...butterwhat? She couldn't remember it's name. "Say, where'd you get that butterfly? My friend's looking for one."

[Coolshaymin]

"M-M-Master?! And she w-wants to share my rare B-butterfree?! This is so Hi-Technicaaaaaaaaal..." The chameleon reacted to Arle. He continued to sweat even more profusely and did not seem to actually be taking her how she may of liked. "I-I... Need... My... Laptop... from... Fannypack..." Francis muttered out before pulling out a large laptop. He then began typing something onto it. "Booting up Swoon.exe! Activating Nerr2babe interface and real time wooing 2.0!" Francis declared when suddenly the area went dark from a curtain before rising up again...

To show a really odd change of scenery. It looked like they were now just talking to eachother from some boxed in thing with a background. Outside of it was a blue background with things like Carbuncle, Puyo, Witch, Arle, and other pictures going around. To top things off was the weird sensation of communication by text box. The text box currently being headed with Francis's name.

"Nice to meet you, Arle. Welcome to my castle. How do you do? ....Nerr."

He seemed oddly more confident in his social skills....

[Mari]

Arle just sort of lolled her head at Francis as her blubbered on about ... something. She didn't understand nerd speak, frankly. She wasn't sure what in the world he was saying or what any of it meant. All she knew was that it suddenly became dark, followed by a reveal that left her feeling rather bemused. ...Well, his room did look rather nice. All those pictures of people she knew... She'd like to have some of those in her room, she realized. Maybe she should ask how they're made sometime and get them. "What... What just happened?" Arle mused aloud, stumped as to what to make of this transformation.

Francis' newfound social skills distracted her, however. "Oh! Um--... It's nice to meet you too, Francis. I'm doing well. You've got a very nice room, actually. I see a lot of my friends here on the wall. How about you? Is... everything alright?" Arle commented and asked, compelled by the politeness. Not everyone talked to her like a normal human being, so she honestly appreciated this change in tone.