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Oh what?
Well... That was kind of nice-but-creepy? She really ought to think of a word for that.
A party? Hrm. ... But a movie party could be interesting.
Tambrey eyed her book as she rested it on her lap; it wasn't like she hadn't read it before and a party really would be a change of pace.
Maybe she'd forget her arm for just a little while.

"I.. uh.. would not mind having some films on or something. The 'movie party' idea." She still didn't know how to take the 'pretty girls' comment. "Or. Well. Whatever people want to do. I just.. came for the TV and t' read maybe."
(OOC: and here I basically fell asleep for a while, so catching the pose up)
She watched the interaction between people and pokemon after saying such, smirking and keeping her eyes on the little illusion pokemon for a while.
It was a fascinating little thing, and pretty too.
"She's cute." She complimented to Saleen as she considered letting her own pokemon out. Hm. Certainly not the spider for now... And maybe not Lasi or Palu... Pygi would probably certainly appreciate some rec' room time with her. The poor baby bird had really been neglected somewhat attentionwise when compared to her other flyers.
A flash of red brought the Pidgey to her non-pained shoulder.
"Pidge!" The feathery pokemon greeted.
"Be good. I think there's going to be a film." Tam' told her bird... who was now eyeing the other pokemon in the room, of course.

Izaya grinned as the book-reader put down her reading material. "If you came for the TV, you should have said so. It's not like I was watching anything important." Flashing Lennyka a sly glance, he tossed the remote Tambrey's way. "So is it a movie, then? What kind of movie do you enjoy?"

"Suit yourself," he replied to Saleen, draping an arm over the back of the couch and resting his head against a cushion. "You can join us if you like. And since it seems like everyones' pokemon are coming out too, might as well wake Celty up." He put his feet up on the table, gently nudging the rock on the magazines with the toe of his sock. "Oi, Celty~ We're going to watch a movie! Don't you like those?"

The Spiritomb gradually came to life, emerging from the stone in a rather sleepy state. It seemed to stretch and elongate, if only just its head, yawning before turning to its trainer. Blinking curiously, it surveyed the other pokemon and humans in the room.

The slim male laughed aloud as Tambrey dodged the remote, emitting a unique cry as she did so. "Oh come, now; I expected better reflexes than that! It's your arm that's injured, not your eye, right? You shouldn't have had trouble with your depth perception if you caught it with the other arm." He looked away, sneeering. "Hehe, though I guess the throw was a bit sudden. Sorry to startle you. It was worth it to hear you make that cute noise, though~"

He ducked a little as the Pidgey flew overhead, watching it settle beside his own pokemon. Gently picking up the Zorua off his lap, he placed it on the table beside the Spiritomb, got up, and went to sit on the seat beside Tambrey after she retrieved the remote.

The ghost/dark-type called Celty shrank back a little at the new proximity of the other pokemon, apparently as shy of Pygi as Pygi was of her. 'H-hello,' she greeted timidly. 'Are you going to attack me...?' Her caution was not without reason; Izaya usually called her out only when he had an assignment or task for her to do. Often it involved facing down other pokemon in battle. She still wasn't used to fighting others, however, and only did what she needed to defend herself. She had just been stolen recently, and though she couldn't recall much about her previous owner due to being in storage, Izaya concerned her. She respected him as a somewhat dangerous trainer and did what was asked of her in return for being taken care of.

"Those are good choices," Izaya remarked, nodding in approval. "Celty likes sci-fi too. And who doesn't enjoy a good comedy? I like action and dramas myself," he answered happily. "But I'm fine with anything. I wonder what Saleen-chan wants to watch..."

At the little tantrum the Zorua threw upon his relocating her, Izaya's attention was drawn. He watched the pink pokemon bark at him furiously before she jumped at him, taking him by surprise. He might have reached for his knife as an instinctive reaction, but the bite from Ambrosia stopped him cold. He clenched his teeth at the pain, but restrained the temptation to swat the little fox away. She was someone else's pokemon, after all.

"Heh...I didn't realize you were so attached to me, Rosie," he spoke softly with a pained smile, trying to calm the Zorua. "I'm sorry I moved you without your permission," he apologized quickly, assuming that was the root of the problem. "I promise not to do so again...so can you forgive me?"

"Pidge! Pidgey!" The small bird chirped happily. This ghost seemed nice already. {{Oh! I'm not going to attack you at all! No! This room is not for battling. There's a room that is but we aren't there and if we battled here, the people would be angry. I wanted to come say hi! I don't meet many other pokemon yet. Mumma and Tam' say I'm still a baby, but I'm getting bigger! I should be allowed to meet pokemon and play! I'm Pygi by the way! What's your name?!}} Clearly, she was excited to meet another pokemon and was eager to be friendly. The Zorua biting got a very interested look. And a small bird-frown; biting was a bad thing!

Tambrey flushed a little at being called out and nodded. "It /was/ a bit of a sudden throw. Well... Cute or... not. Please don't try to make me make it again?" She then nodded and began to channel hop. "Unless someone's got a tape or... a dvd.. or somethin', then people will have t' shout when they see something they..." She watched the exchange between Zorua and man "...like."

Ambrosia didn't answer him, but she did give him a 'I am going to get you one of these days!' face. "I am sorry. She is still a fairly new pokemon, so I guess I just haven't quite gotten the handle on her that I thought I did." said Saleen with a sigh as she leaned against the arm of the couch once more. "Movie...hmm...I don't know." naturally Saleen wouldn't mention her love for animated movies "Fantasy movies are always fun though." she added. "Never heard of that one. Is it good?"

"Not at all. It's a difficult task, keeping pokemon in line. Especially unruly little ones with a lot of spirit," Izaya responded to Saleen's apology. "Let's pretend it never happened. Fantasy, eh? That's a wide genre," he added, hearing the pink-haired Rocket's preference. "Anything particular you like about fantasy?"

"I think it's a romance comedy. Never watched it myself, but some teenage girls have told me they liked it. A regular 'chick-flick', I'd call it." His gaze wandered to Celty and Pygi, who seemed to be chatting very animatedly. He sneered at this and turned back to Tambrey. "I guess we both have injured hands now," he remarked playfully with a good-natured chuckle. "Speaking of which...mind me asking how you hurt yours? That looks like a pretty bad injury if you need a sling."

"Romance doesn't seem to be on any of our lists, though, so we can always choose something else. There's a sci-fi one called 'Moonstone Madness' and I think a horror about ghosts called 'Repossessed'." He paused. "Then there was one about a ditto who tried to fit in with humans...I can't remember what it was called, or what genre it was. Seemed a bit childish, but the concept was intriguing enough." He peered at the girls.

"Or...we can always look around and see if we can find some fun surveillance tapes," he suggested with a coy smirk.