Snippet #2779173

Crimson waited as the Diancie rattled on, using her words to distinguish herself as the upper echelon. He had to stop himself from rolling his eyes when the words "your clear superior" escaped her lips. Not even Neeko had been so narcissistic. But he understood her motives, for the most part, and he understood why she carried herself in this sort of light. It did remain to be seen whether it was her own ego that was talking...or the shadowy energy possessing it.

Regardless, he got the information he needed. Two days. Parley. Meet up at the castle. He was hoping to talk to her here and now, but it seemed like she had other matters to attend to, so that wasn't going to be possible. The Chimchar considered pressing her to try and speak now, but before he could act on the notion, she was already turning around and leaving. The adviser was walking towards him to escort him and everyone else that had shown up off the island, presumably to Castelia. He held up his hand to halt her.

"I know where the door is. Thank you," he politely declined and started walking that way. He stopped when he reached Lucy and muttered to her, intelligible for everyone else's ears but her own.

"I know it looks bad, but you've got a good position on the inside. Just do what they tell you and try not to get corrupted. I've got a plan and it's going to work. Just hang on until I can execute it, alright? Don't lose hope."

Crimson passed one more smile her way, encouraging and proper, before continuing his walk, out of the arena, through the hall, and then out the front gate. Making sure no one was watching him, he let out a short, shrill whistle. The Pelipper that had dropped him into the stadium now flew on the outskirts of the castle's edge, skimming the choppy water beneath him. The Chimchar waited patiently for the bird to fly close, then reached out and grabbed one of the legs. The Pelipper seemed to take the weight in stride, flapping his wings harder and harder until they started gaining altitude. And then they were off, heading in the direction of Castelia City.

He had two days to prepare his words and he would take every minute of that as long as she was offering.