Before you could take another step you realize there is someone behind you. You look over your shoulder to see an anthro Kadabra roughly your height, though you can't discern anything else as he is clad in a long, dull brown robe which seems to be repelling the water. Shuddering a bit from both cold and the sudden appearance, you turn around to face him. "Who are you?" asks the psychic right off, keeping eyes narrowed with a somewhat friendly smile.
"Uh...I am...Darius." you blurt, stumbling over your words.
"Oh," nods the Kadabra as he smiles a bit warmer, "Well, Darius, you seem a bit cold." As if that wasn't true. You were soaking wet from the rain. "Would you like me to show you in?"
"Yes...er...that would be nice," to respond, the surprise of his 'magical' appearance still shaking you a bit despite being a dark type, "Thank you."
"Very good. We have not had company for awhile." the Kadabra sidesteps and begins to walk down the dark corridor, motioning for you to follow him.
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