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Alvin will have acquired his own little carrier pigeon to send messages, so he'll have one stationed at the main carrier pigeon place that will come and find him.

In the meanwhile, this is the entry for any private messages that are delivered via the carrier pigeon system.

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[Well. That's kind of rare.]

Door's open.

[Maybe it's an employee.]

[gottacatch]

[ There's no response, and there won't be for about ten seconds.

Until another knock knock knock comes along. ]

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[...

Given recent conversations and happenings, he has a pretty good guess as to who it is.]

Gengar, if it's you, you can come in.

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[ ...........

okay she'll accept that, opening the door after a good moment in the most dramatic swinging open motion, and then jumping in with arms out and her pink tongue too.

Also, a super-blazing gunthrower going off in a small stream of fire to the side, filling up the room with noise (and fortunately burning nothing).

TAAAA-DAAAAA!!!!! ]

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[GREAT FUCKING SPIRIT MAXWELL THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH THIS THING—]

Gengar what the hell!?

[Chair is clattering to the floor, desk is shoved out of the way, and there's just a bit of a whirlwind mess, both from his actions and from the intensity of his emotions as he quickly tries to rush her before she DOES burn something.]

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[ The fire display stops but not the racket, her laughs replacing it even at the threat of the incoming tauros that we call Alvin--she doesn't need to breath to move after all, swinging her body through her giggles to dodge over to a side of a wall. The space may not be large, but that's fine, hopping up onto the desk and sending further papers flying just for show.

chase heeerrr chase herrrrr ]

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[A grab and a miss—! And the result of an unelegant THUMP against his desk.

Ow.]

...You damn little—

[INCOMING CALL RED. AND THOSE "RINGS" ARE GOING TO FEEL PRETTY DAMN LOUD LIKE A MIGRAINED.]

RED!!!

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[ She's pointing! She's still laughing!

Meanwhile in telepathy land--owwwww-?! ]

Alvin?! [ Where's the fire-- ]

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[IN HIS OFFICE.]

What the hell did you say to her!?

[Although he's kind of. Yelling. And not exactly giving details. Through the beautiful process that is telepathy and thought leaking, Red will see Gengar HOLDING THE WEIRD FLAMETHROWER.]

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What did I say-- [ WOAH NOW. ] --GENGAR.

[ Have the volume go up on Red's end too, alarm bells also being shared in the form of emotional urgency in the boy. He goes silence for a moment otherwise, and in that moment Gengar's own giggles suddenly stop with the spectre looking side to side, as if puzzled. ]

Some crazy guy's been handing them out everywhere! Ghosts and--festivals!

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[Ow.]

Ghosts and festivals? The hell is that supposed to mean!?

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I don't know! I didn't see him! [ He just heard things, alright-!

But rest assured, those alarms will die with an abrupt death, the recognition of what he planned to do (go in and get Gengar) would lead to hitting him, and there comes that creeping, horrible feeling in his stomach. ]

Did you tell her to drop it? Tell her I know she isn't in the tree!

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[Wait, who hits who?]

I'm afraid to make any other sudden movements unless she gets the brilliant idea of firing that thing. But hold on, I'll relay the message.

[Consider message relayed.]

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[ No physical hitting. He doesn't want to go in your restaurant, bro.

But that snaps Gengar's attention back to Alvin, a slanted tilt to her eyes (she has no brow) until she realises what's happened.

She got told on.

And with that, Gengar smacks the weapon down with a clang that's followed by the most shortest-lived fit of arms waving and voice raving at this injustice, before her expression turns dark with her pupils disappearing and the red of her eyes starting to glow, and her tongue rolls itself back out to waggle at the raspberry directed the man's way with spit going everywhere.

PBLLFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFF ]

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[...OH RIGHT YEAH OKAY.

...Also, once more: GREAT FUCKING SPIRITS MAXWELL— Immediately raising an arm to shield himself.]

The hell, Red!? She just splattered me with her spit!

[On the plus side she doesn't have the flamethrower. Which means he is totally going to try and grab her again.]

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What did you expect! She's Gengar!

[ DUHHHH.

What Red should have probably warned for, however, is what an awful idea going after Gengar is when she's got her tongue out, and how she can extend that out to slobber him up properly in one, large slimy lick.

Which also has that horrible chance of giving an individual the case of the shakes--or, to be kind, a tingly face. Oh dear.

How unfortunate shall Alvin be on this day? Find out in the next exciting tag. ]

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[Oh no. Oh no no he's been around enough monsters and animals to know better than to stick around after this initial attack. Not that it won't be a close call, BUT HE IS MOVING BACK BEFORE SHE CAN FULLY SLOBBER HIM HE'S HAD ENOUGH SHIT FOR ONE DAY.]

A warning would have been nice!! But what the hell should I do now??

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[ Her tongue goes slapping back her way, slurping inside her mouth where only the tip sticks out until that too tucks away, leaving that glowing ominous look upon her face. ]

Don't run at her again? [ What was he supposed to do in that short of time--!

He couldn't warn then, and he can't warn for the jump she takes herself next, feet landing onto the end of his desk and then flopping down she adjusts herself into a sitting position with tiny-crossed-legs, and now that face has slipped away in an instant: still grinning as widely as ever, but her pupils back, and she's posed like the elegant lady that she is, a tune whistling behind her teeth.

Teeeee heeeeee. ]

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[But then she's loose!

And he is definitely stepping back when she jumps onto the ground—fucking hell he's acting as if he's afraid of the—well she is considerable in size, really. And has giant ass tongue. AND CLEARLY HAS A VERY STRANGE PERSONALITY okay he has legit reasons to be cautious here.]

Oh, now she's acting all cute.

[Dry voice is very dry.]

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[ Much innocence, very beautiful. ]

You're scared of her. [ Scared, cautious-- whatever you like. ] Whatever she does she knows you're going to be wary of her--that's the kind of games she plays. Haven't you noticed that by now?

[ And while they're mind chatting, a faint black smoky tendril will slip down the side of the desk and crawl over to the gun-thrower, nudging it over to Alvin.

There you go. There's the toy you wanted. ]

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I'm not scared... But I am wary. And I know she's playing that game—[Speaking of, he's going to just eye her before walking over to take the gun. HE IS WATCHING YOU GENGAR ANY SUDDEN MOVEMENTS AND HE WILL SO GRAB YOU.]—but I'm at a disadvantage here. Not like I can go full throttle in my own office.

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She's not going to attack you! I've told her, she's not allowed to lick up anyone's energy unless they go after her first! [ Very firm rules here, Alvin!! There's a frustrated sigh on Red's end, more felt than audible. At least Gengar was behaving calmer now, making gun claws at Alvin and every other way, but nothing more than that. ]

Do people really use those things on ghosts? What's super effective about fire against ghost types?

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[Wait.

What.]

Hold on—lick my energy?? Is that what she was trying to do???

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[ ALVIN. ]

I just said she wasn't!

[ She has no idea what's going on, but Gengar will still bring out a small portion of her tongue to waggle side by side. Blehhhhh. ]

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Yeah but she just seriously tried to shoot her tongue out at me! Her eyes got weird, too.

[Here, have a replay, Red.

He's not panicking, let's be clear on that. However. It's understandable that his brain may have switched into a mode where he's considering Gengar more like a wild animal or monster, and is now factoring all potential threats of said creature.]