Post by cait alfric on Jun 7, 2019 16:09:23 GMT
cait daintily nibbled at a puffin, the food item baked to perfection and pleasantly bitter. she openly relished the treat whilst maintaining a bored expression, the look upon her face reflecting an obvious lack of enthusiasm. this assignment in particular had been handed down only several hours prior, the gym leader hastily called upon to ensure several escaped prisoners successfully crossed the land bridge of route 101.
'it shouldn't be long now.'
she was half-tempted to move, having kept to the same spot for no less than an hour and a half.
'but this is the arranged meeting place,' she thought. 'if i fail this mission just because i was a little impatient...'
her pokemon stood guard as she considered her options, attentive and eager to spring into action at a moment's notice. only two appeared to be present, her remaining four remaining within the confines of their respective capsules.
'is that them?'
the land bridge was comprised of overgrown grass and shrubbery; the slice of earth bordered by steel railing and sea water. so her point of view wasn't entirely obscured as the figures sprinted toward - and then past her.
'that's definitely them,' she thought, visibly amused by their lack of a greeting.
but were they being followed?
cait's gaze shifted away from the very much important and disheveled individuals as they continued to flee to safety. as long as they maintained - at the very least - a light jog they'd make it to mauville by evening. regardless her duty wasn't to escort them; it was to ensure they weren't being followed.