Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-29194274-20180305050140/@comment-26892768-20180305163415

Mayapple nods. "Yeah..."

She falls silent.

"Yeah, uh...tell that to the brands." Avian gestures to Gaster's special little gifts on Robo's, Coffeedrinker's, and Cosplay's arms, as he starts chugging a bottle of Mountain Dew.

Giratina can now see a ripple in reality - a segment of the universe has now become a mirror through which Malice is communicating through. Malice looks...pleasantly surprised.

This is mainly because what she usually has to deal with are eldritch abominations that speak in ancient forgotten languages - or would be forgotten if it weren't for Malice being very good at looking into ancient ruins of past civilizations - or eldritch abominations that barely speak english.

"I wish to ask a simple question beyond my mere mortal knowledge, oh great one." If you don't know the name, go for compliments. Generally keeps the eldritch entertained long enough to listen. "I assure you, this won't take much of your precious time."

The Director has plenty of guards around her. Plenty.

"...That doesn't look remotely like a robot." Tephra mutters under her breath. "Did you lose track of the object of your vendetta, machine?"

"Actually, he's just getting back on track." Dimentio replies. "Of course, there's the issue of colliding interests...makes retrieving the body harder at the moment."

Because the Director - and her guards - are currently at Ballister's grave site.

Which is totally the reason why Waspinator is there. Not because someone lost track of what the original mission was in the first place. Not at all.

Zakaku would raise an eyebrow if he could at the moment. "This keeps getting better and better..."