Mary
**If Basil could describe his current state of being in a few words, it would probably be "Out-of-place". Why? Well, he decided to explore the island some more and somehow managed to see a pretty nice coat in the boutique and well... Now he ended up i n the boutique, just browsing through the many different kind of mantles and coats that were in this store... *Was this really just a clothes store? Because damn are there many coats...***

**Oh, did I forget to mention... He has been in there for over an h o u r by now, to say that he was starting to feel a little exhausted right now was a massive understatement. Sitting down in one of the corners of the boutique where actually the lights were broken (much to the dismay of some of the staff who told him not to go there), he could finally relax without artificial light beaming down on his very being, a bag with a few mantles and a few other clothes in it sitting beneath him on the ground.**

**He pulled out his flask, opened it with a 'plop' and take a large swig from it, enjoying the alluring taste of the poison inside as he honestly looked a bit villainous right now, sitting in the dark like that.. Probably just force of habit that he managed to look like that, he himself although didn't even seem to notice.**
Thomas
A loud 'ting-a-ling' Could be heard as a new shopper excitedly entered the premises. He didn't know why he came here, maybe it was the countless of outfits that were splayed outside on the glass window that had caught his eye? Pff as if thats too much of a girly reason... Oh but the clothes did look so very pleasing it could have seemingly drag in anyone by the collar. His brother Ingo was a talented singer while Emmet on the other hand secretly sewn together various pieces of clothing for himself. Although it wouldn't seem at first glance, this subway master had a bit of a keen eye for fashion. 

Emmet couldn't resist the urge from letting out a silent gasp practically skipping down to the many clothing types that were being sold. They were all simply so modest, so manly- ~~something he could never be~~. So many thoughts ran into his mind, "Oh Ingo would look so perfect in this!" He muttered to himself even if they looked identical. If it hadn't been for the opposite personalities no one would have been able to differentiate them apart. Emmets voice always had an enthusiastic sweet tone while his brothers was more calm sounding and composed. 

Through his "Little" Expedition his eyes caught onto something real interesting. Something ever so peculiar, The kind of behaviour that delinquents would preform in the shady alleys of the subway lines. *How shameless, Drinking in the middle of such a refined store!' he thought to himself. His mind didn't need to think about what he was doing as he made an advancement to the stranger . "Why hellooo sir! Drinking isn't a healthy thing and you'll ruin your liver!" He said with an thoughtful smile. That was not what he had meant to say, he was supposed to scold him! Perhaps that was a more ingo thing to do... Nonetheless that wouldn't stop him.
Mary
**Now there was a lot of things the gym leader expected to interrupt him, the staff or ship-owner, maybe even a run of the mill citizen.. But this flamboyant man, clad in mostly white clothes reminding him so chipper about the dangers of alcohol wasn't one of them. Lowering his flask in a mixture of surprise and amusement, his murky green eyes taking in the man near him, a wry grin on his face. *Well... He doesn't look like a normal citizen... But hm... He isn't any gym leader i know either... Wonder who this fella might be.. Oh well, lets see how he is going to react to this~***

Hm? Drinkin is not healthy? Ya don't say lad, but let me tell ya something. **He held up his flask and shook it gently, to hear the contends of it gently swishing around inside the metal container** This in here ain't no alcohol, **Giving him a more bright and reassuring grin, he continued without missing a beat.** Cause alcohol only ruins someone's liver- this on the other hand kills people when they drink mere droplets of it~ **Taking a small sip from the ominous contends of the flask, his amusement was just rising** Though don't worry, got a condition that lets me survive this stuff. Besides, how would you even know that in a flask would be alcohol in the first place? It's a great place for any cold liquid to store, not only alcohol~ **Pocketing his flask in his coat again, he tilted his head rather curious now** Are you now going to put an end to my nefarious plans of staying hydrated, mr. Shining knight in white?~ **His teasing tone was very evident in his voice**
Thomas
People like these on the subway line were usually so much more agressive, much more threatening if anything. When Emmet had first gotten his job and had ran into people like that he often ended up crying mid way because he just found them that intimidating yet throughout the years of experience his mellow heart had toughened up a bit more. His smile died down a bit at what the man had said before chuckling sightly, he wasn't being serious now was he? Oh god he hoped he wasn't about to be yelled at for trying to interfere with whatever strange ritual this stranger was having. 

"Hahah you're funny! You are kidding right? That kind of stuff only happens in fairy tales no way!" He childishly chided with a soft giggle before gulping slightly. A condition? What kind of condition? That one line had managed to conjure up another long line of provocative questions, "O-oh i'd hate to stop your hydration practices..." He sheepishly murmured looking down his usual wide smile bracing his lips again as he looked up. "Heheh you're funny! What kind of condition is it? What kind of poison are you drinking? Isn't it illegal to carry around substances that could kill people around are you going to use it on me?!" Without a second thought his usual bubbly persona kicked in and off he went firing off the core questions that he had. Such an interesting person... This could only lead to trouble
Mary
**Another round of chuckles was the only thing that Emmet got out of Basil, as he slowly rose to his feet and dusted off his pants.** Fairy tales? Let me ask you then, mr. Knight, we life in a world where beings exist that can destroy mountains with a punch and others that fly faster than a jet~ And what *I* Am telling is the stuff of fairy tales?~ **Walking over to the man in white so that they could be face to face, Basil decided to wink at the man** I guess you are seeing a fairy tale come to life then~ 

**Clearing his throat and pulling out the flask, he glanced into the container** Well, lets see what poison *Am* I drinking today... Hmm.. **He took a wiff and another swig from the liquid, letting it swish around his tongue for a bit, before looking up at Emmet with a calm smile** Well this seems to be a mixture of Croagunk and Toxapex poison, odd really, I thought I had taken the Crobat and Toxapex combo with me today but oh well~ **Giving a small shrug, he knew how ridiculous it sounded, but he couldn't care less, especially since he enjoyed the other man's reactions. *Still... Where did I put that other mixture... Hm- I should search for it later..*** As for my condition, well, it's simply said a special medical condition I have that allows me to not die from stuff like **He shakes the bottle in emphasis** This. 

**He then walked closer to Emmet, gently grasping his chin as a big smirk spread across his lips** Counter question, do you want me to use it on you, Mr. Knight?~ I promise it won't hurt much...~ **He whispered darkly to him as his eyes almost shined in the dark, before he abruptly let go off him and turned around, walking to his original position.** Just kidding~ 

As for legality? I am actually legally allowed to carry things like this around as long as I submit the antidotes to the local hospitals and carry a few vials of it on my person on all times so that in the worst case nothing happens. 

Any other questions, oh nameless one?~
Thomas
He wasn't sure what it was but he certainly was charmed by Basils behaviour- Or maybe he was a bit intimidated... Gah how could you tell the difference? Emmet was ever so close to the man that he was getting a perfect view of his shimmering dark green eyes, What a pretty colour is what he would have said had he not been in this kind of situation. "Well- Hey it isn't too bad to dream every once in a while!! I think fairy tales are amazing and I cherish them deeply" He answered taking what he had said quite literally. 

Emmet placed a hand on his chin curiously standing on his tip toes as if that would allow him to peer in and see what kind of liquid had been tucked in there. "Oh my! You really must be some kind of fairy tale creature then! Oh do tell me are you even from earth? You're totally some evil mythical creature, thats the only explanation as to why you can withstand stuff like that!" He said his smile widening even more as he nodded his head. Perhaps he watches too many films... 

"Woah you mean you've got the permission to do that? Do you have like a certificate to validate that mister? Uhm... Mister alien?"
Mary
**Blinking in surprise, haven't exactly expected such a conviction to a concept like fairy tales of all things, Basil's smirk faded and a gentle smile replaced it instead. Basil could actually respect that, so much so that he dropped his more 'villainous act' for a bit.** Actually, I agree, dreaming once in a while is very important~ And fairy tales are something to be cherished... Especially in my homeland, any hope is something worth to cherish there~ So I am actually kind of glad to meet someone that holds such things in similar high regard...~ 

**There was a surprising amount of sincere-ness in his voice, before he realized that he had effectively dropped his act before Emmet, he tried to recover and get into his usual 'boogeyman persona' again.** Well, perhaps I am a creature of fairy tale, who knows?~ Though I can assure you, I am indeed from this lovely planet~ as for if I am evil or not..~ **Giving him a wink and a "Totally innocent" Look** Who knows~ I will leave that up to your imagination~

And why indeed, I have something to validate myself, give me a moment- **He patted his pockets off, having forgotten where it could be, before pulling out a wallet out of one of his pockets, opening it and pulling a small license out which he held up for Emmet to see. It was an official license by the international police, having small details on there along with a number to call for the office assigned to deal with Basil and similar people** Is this enough? Otherwise you can probably just look me up on the internet, the name is Basil Thorn by the way-
Thomas
It was common for the toughest of people to act tender around him, Perhaps it was his childish nature or his constant smiles that brought people to taking this course of action. It was like a hidden super power if you looked at it that way, Emmet assumed that people would always be like that around when talking to people. If only the poor man opened his eyes a wee bit more. "Awe shucks you're going to make me blush!" He cooed semi spinning around his hands gracing his face. 

Emmets attention was grabbed by the sudden shift in tone and once again his mind felt as if they had re-boarded the train ride of illusion. Every word this Basil was saying earned an almost excited Squee from the supposed grown man. Oh he couldn't wait to run back to the mansion and tell his poor brother about the things he had discovered! "No way... I knew it you're definitely evil!" He said with a hmph. The only thing closest to evil was a few plasma grunts but that was ages ago. 

As Basil searched his pockets the man swung to and fro on his legs, It seemed that it was impossible to keep him still. Emmet liked to think that adults that weren't childish had simply lost their magic is all! "Wowie you're a real sophisticated bad-guy i've ought to say." He said with a satisfied nod before holding his hat by its brim. "Basil Thorn EEEee i love your name! Mine is Emmet it is absolutely fantastical to have gotten to meet you mister bad guy" He exclaimed with a wide smile instantly grabbing the mans hand and giving it a very fast shake