[Action] ~ There's a Totodile in the Clinic.

[atadiscoverer]

[Here's something for you, Paradisa.

There's a small, blue croco-thingy curled up on the desk of Dr. Carson Beckett. And it's fast asleep.

It's also curled around Dr. Beckett's journal rather protectively and has a pen clasped in one paw.

What do?]

((OOC: Totodile loss! Completely open, have at him!))

Comments

[billiardsplz]

Hey now, don't feel bad! You're usually a human and not some wild animal that eats anything.

[atadiscoverer]

[He has felt an overwhelming urge to gnaw on stuff since becoming this thing, so.]

Totodile

[He seems to have cheered up slighlty.]

[billiardsplz]

Heh. You going to be good on your own like this? If you get hungry, there's some Pokemon chow in the kitchen I'll leave out for you.

[atadiscoverer]

[More scribbling]

Can get food, but thank you.

[billiardsplz]

Alright, have a good day! [smell ya later]

[atadiscoverer]

[And the Totodile waves before curling back up on the desk to nap again.]