[Jimmy nods, flashing Angel a smile as he steps past the door and into the hallway, where the sound of chittering bats is still loud and only just beginning to calm.
What he doesn't feel or seem to notice, however, is the fact that there is a smaller than normal bat latched onto the top of his hair, claws hanging onto the blonde locks for dear life as Jimmy goes inside.]
[Joker follows after and just grins at the tiny bat Jimmy's found himself with. Looks like he's got a friend. Well, long as it doesn't poop in his hair, that outta be fine.]
[As they walk down the hallway, Joker catches sight of Claw and Fang staring into one of the rooms with wide eyes. He can only imagine the sight and he just laughs into his hand as he truly sees it for himself. There are bats on nearly every surface.]
[This is a work of beauty.]
[Joker comes inside and ducks past some bitty bats as he goes towards the tiny kitchen area the room comes with where there's a bat stuck in the coffee pot and licking at the insides.]
[Jimmy giggles, stepping into the room carefully. Thankfully there aren't any on the floor since they seem to prefer other surfaces, but literally everything else is nearly covered with bats. Buster can't even hop up onto the bed, and as a result he sits on the floor, tilting his head from side to side with a confused whine.
He walks over to the window and pulls the curtains shut, watching as the bats shuffle a bit when the room gets darker.]
[Jimmy nods, stepping around the bed- the surface of which is moving with bats- over to the door of the closet, carefully pushing it open even with more bats hanging from the slits in the door. Quickly a few flutter in, latching onto the pole down the center for clothes with their feet, hanging upside down there.
It's only then that Jimmy feels something moving in his hair and stops dead, slowly reaching up to feel...yes, another bat, who squeaks softly when he touches it. It takes a moment before the bat crawls off and wraps both wings around Jimmy's hand and wrist, clinging tightly as he draws him back around- only to have the bat detach and jump onto his shirt, shivering.]
Aw....poor thing...I wonder where all of these little guys came from?
[Joker finally succeeds in getting the little bat out of its delicious caffeinated confinement and lets it scuttle up his arm and to his shoulder. He chuckles as it licks at his ear.]
Must be the same place as wherever those dogs and cats and everythin' else. Actually... [He's slowly starting to put together something.] Hey, ya remember prom, Jims?
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[Angel latches onto his leg, proud.]
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What he doesn't feel or seem to notice, however, is the fact that there is a smaller than normal bat latched onto the top of his hair, claws hanging onto the blonde locks for dear life as Jimmy goes inside.]
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[As they walk down the hallway, Joker catches sight of Claw and Fang staring into one of the rooms with wide eyes. He can only imagine the sight and he just laughs into his hand as he truly sees it for himself. There are bats on nearly every surface.]
[This is a work of beauty.]
[Joker comes inside and ducks past some bitty bats as he goes towards the tiny kitchen area the room comes with where there's a bat stuck in the coffee pot and licking at the insides.]
They've made themselves comfy, haven't they?
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[Jimmy giggles, stepping into the room carefully. Thankfully there aren't any on the floor since they seem to prefer other surfaces, but literally everything else is nearly covered with bats. Buster can't even hop up onto the bed, and as a result he sits on the floor, tilting his head from side to side with a confused whine.
He walks over to the window and pulls the curtains shut, watching as the bats shuffle a bit when the room gets darker.]
There...that's gotta be a whole lot better.
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[Joker pauses as he tries to fish the Noibat out of the coffee pot.]
...If ya can open it with all of 'em on there.
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It's only then that Jimmy feels something moving in his hair and stops dead, slowly reaching up to feel...yes, another bat, who squeaks softly when he touches it. It takes a moment before the bat crawls off and wraps both wings around Jimmy's hand and wrist, clinging tightly as he draws him back around- only to have the bat detach and jump onto his shirt, shivering.]
Aw....poor thing...I wonder where all of these little guys came from?
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Must be the same place as wherever those dogs and cats and everythin' else. Actually... [He's slowly starting to put together something.] Hey, ya remember prom, Jims?
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Yeah, 'course. Why?
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[What was it called again...?]
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Hmm...I think they might be, yeah! It'd make sense, wouldn't it?
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[There's a brief pause, and then Joker's eyes practically shine.]
Jimmy. Y'know what this means?
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[HE IS SO EXCITE]
[PSL KEEP DUMPING RANDOM ANIMALS ON THEM, WEATHER]
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[Jimmy agrees enthusiastically. He saw that lion, and that lion was awesome.]
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[Joker's mouth is probably stuck in a permanent smile as he plops down besides the bed to let the bats start crawling over him. Migration time.]
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Yeah! What's a circus without lions in it, right?
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If they're anything like that Pyroar, I can't wait ta see 'em all.
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[And come on, who doesn't want a fire lion.]