>>12194141It seems like you've just stepped into the wrong neighborhood, because although you can't see it yourself, you can make out faint words in their ramblings.
As you continue to walk down the harbor boardwalk, the here-and-there mumblings help you lay out just what the hell they're going to plan to do to you in about five more seconds.
They want to steal the personal belongings stuffed in the bandanna tied to your bone. For what reason, you don't know, probably to buy booze or some nonsense.
Fortunately, they're so drunk off their keesters that they don't notice you partially listening in on them. At least now you're ready for their impending attack, unless you can do something quick about it. But if you fuck up even once, then you're going to be mauled so fast by them that they'll be nothing left to show off to mom once you find her, if.
As you continue your walk, you can hear footsteps behind you.
>What should Cecil do about these Kabutops?A) Momentarily keep a typical pace, then risk all and make a break for it! Run like holy Cubone hell.
B) Keep walking at a merry pace, don't let them know you know, or you'll be really in for it. What they don't know can't hurt you. Continue walking until you're within eyeshot of someone sane.
