[h3][color=#FFCC66]Pent Faraday[/color][/h3][img]http://i.imgur.com/ms4Ow8a.png[/img] [color=#46bddf]Shinon the Lucario[/color], [color=#A0E6FF]Aenir the Froslass[/color], [color=#CEC8EF]Jill the Skarmory[/color]

[b][Viore International Airport][/b]

[@Ophidian]
The man leaned over him, and Pent wasn't entirely sure what he meant. The words, yes he understood those, but... his smirk cut to the bone. Well, there was really nothing else he could do. Whatever the thief had planned, was likely his best option. His haze... the mental fog. It was too much.

[color=#FFCC66]"...yes... interested... help... please..."[/color] The drugged professor had no idea what he had just signed himself up for.