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Victoria wouldn't be getting a fight from this Grimer any time soon. Sliding, oozing slowly forward, the Poison-Type would push passed Aella as if she weren't even there. There was no malice in the Grimer's gaze, not hate or intent to harm. Rather it was something that even young and inexperienced Victoria would not be able to mistake for anything...it was love.

The intensity of the Grimer's gaze burned live one thousand suns, and it was settled upon her. All the world save for Victoria had turned to a light purple haze...a much more appealing colour then pink in his opinion. Nope, he saw only the girl. By her dreadful appearance, and awful stench, he thought she was the most wonderful sight in the world.

Suddenly the Grimer doubled his pace, raising his arms up toward Victoria. Bringing his sludgy lips together in a pucker, the putrid little Pokemon would begin to make kissy faces at the girl as he drew rapidly closer. Now, he wasn't trying to hurt her at all, he was trying to kiss her!

((Oh so completely worth it! xd ))

With ever step Victoria took the Grimer would move to follow her, those lips moving in an almost cartoonish way; a feat possible only due to the Pokemon's lack of bones. Well, his own bones anyway. One could only image what might be floating around in that sludgy polluted mass.

It would seem he had the Oblivious Ability, despite what Pokemon he was. Each of the girl's words went in one ear, and out the other. All except four that is. 'I prefer you more'. The Poison-Type seemed to have rather selective hearing, and those words were as good as 'I love you' to him!

">Slow down my love! We can make beautiful mildew together!<" He called as she began to run faster down the sewer path, stretching out his arms further as she began to run down the path.

Of course, it wouldn't take Victoria long to out pace the Grimer. It wasn't exactly easy for a creature without any legs to travel long distances. Well, his own legs anyway. Arceaus only knew what was floating around in that Pokemon. Still, it wasn't likely the Grimer would completely stop. If Victoria halted for even a second, the Poison-Type was likely to catch up!

(( rofl ))

Turning that final corner it would come into sight, that all too necessary ladder, the one marking her escape. At least she could only hope it was her escape. For all she knew it lead to horrifically random place even worse then here!...at least if not for the slime encrusted sign reading "Power Plant" and pointing up with an arrow. Alright, so maybe she'd know exactly where she was heading.

The only thing which could stop her was a sadly familiar sight laying nestled amidst a pile of trash at the bottom of the ladder. Blending in almost perfectly, a Trubbish was cuddled up among the garbage cosy as a babe in it's cradle. With each breath the Poison-Type let out a snore. The sight would have been cute if not for the shear grating volume of the sound.

Of course, asleep was asleep. Victoria could probably step on this thing before it even noticed her.

Something she very well might do, as an enlarged shadow appeared in the distance behind her, followed closely by the echoing cry of ">...But I love you!!!!<

If her Professor had been able to hear the child's thoughts, he would have simply informed that the word she was looking for was rue, and then given her a piece of paper emblazoned with a big red F. Though he would likely follow that by contemplating if ruling the day was anything like seizing the day. Carpe Diem.

What Victoria would be met with when she was within a step passed the doorway of the infirmary was the cold sting of water being splashed in her face. The culprit behind this act would reveal itself to be Nurse Joy, wearing a full-gas-mask and holding a large metal bucket.

"I could smell you down the hallway dear" The woman would reply, her voice deepened slightly due to the mask "Put your balls over there" She directed, pointing to a table on the girl's right. Literally the farthest flat surface away other then the floor.

"The shower room is two doors down and to the right. I'm sure you can tell which side is for the woman"

And it was then the most horrifying thing imaginable would occur. The water would turn from blue to purple, a stench even more powerful then her own beginning to fill the stall as something thick and sludgy began to ooze out of the shower head. Bit by bit something would form as the putrid mass pulled itself together...

...and formed an awfully familiar Grimer. ">MY LOVE!<" The Poison-Type would declare, all but flinging himself at her. Yup, although she had washed off the muck, she still smelled to high heaven. The Grimer had actually followed that stench!

Unfortunately for Victoria, while the Grimer was indeed blinded by love, he wasn't so entirely stupid. Her dark skin and white hair stood as rather easily recognized features, even when she'd been covered in the sludge and various unmentionables contained within the sewers. No, his target was clear.

Despite her mental plea, Joy would not arrive to the girl's rescue. If anything, the added stench of the Grimer would likely deter any would be heroes.

No, instead the child's salvation would come in a rather unexpected form. The simply fact that in her flight, she had left the water running. Oozing forward, the Grimer would suddenly begin to shrink little by little, his body soon beginning to slide with the water upon the floor toward the drain.

">But...but I love you!!!<" The Poison-Type would cry, even as his mouth was separating and sliding down the drain pipe. The last thing the girl would witness was the oozing purple arm of the Pokemon before it disappeared, back down to the sewers no doubt.

From then on the water of the showers would run clean. It seemed most likely that the Grimer had taken advantage of it's semi-solid form and broken into the water pipes.

As one might expect, the child received quite a few odd stares as she passed through the halls in not but a towel; along with a few glances which would cause most people to run screaming for an 'adult'. Not all of them from men either....but hey, it took all kinds right?

On through the halls the girl's wet steps would carry her forward. Given that this was a Power Plant, something that actually left the girl at a high chance of receiving minor shocks randomly here and there.

Finally she would come to the front...and be left with a stunningly obvious revelation. This was a Power Plant. One with two guards at the gate, and not a single personal member wearing anything other then a jumpsuit or a lab coat. There were no personal assistants, no secretaries, no front desk to go to.

Perhaps she should have just went to Nurse Joy and saved herself the embarrassment of walking around the facility half naked. Either that, or steal something from the locker room.

((Cruel I know, but I must stay true t the facility blueprints!))