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She didn't take too long to get there, but she didn't seem to be in a rush. [break][break]

Ayame sees her alleged partner already at site. The woman walks over with a calm smile on her face, stopping a ways in front of her and bows, slightly. "Good afternoon" she says before rising. She wasn't one for intimidation or threatening, so she hoped that the shop owners could politely comply before they had any trouble coming to them. [break][break]

Granted, part of her would have liked to see some chaos. [break][break]

"I can safely assume that you are my partner?~" her voice is soft as she speaks in a chime. She holds her hand out, palm open with the intention to give a handshake. "My name's Ayame. It's a pleasure to work with you~"

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"Right behind you~" [break][break]

Needless to say, most people wouldn't expect to see two young women in rocket, walking down the street with the intention to discipline a store. As far as she was concerned, it was a simple and quick reminder; they didn't need it to take too long to scare some store owners. That being said, she didn't intend to stir up any trouble for her partner - seeing that she knew what she was doing. Hence Ayame nodded and followed along the superior's footsteps. [break][break]

As they approach the door, Ayame's ears perk up slightly. "Hmm?" she hums, showing the composed smile that hadn't quiet left her lips. She doesn't need to mull the question over - as long as they finished with the mission, they wouldn't have to worry about anything when they got back. In addition, this was part of what being rocket entailed her to do. "I'm perfectly prepared for that~" she nods her head. Her hand reaches to her belt to gently poke at the six pokeballs. [break][break]

Personally, she didn't think something as thuggish or barbaric would suit her - but again, she couldn't complain. The pay was nice, and it was obligatory to her if she wanted to continue with her peaceful life. [break][break]

All they had to do was talk sense into these people, no? She hoped that she wouldn't have to hurt anyone in the process. Most definitely~.

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Like her partner, she wore a mask. [break][break]

One that covered her face a fair amount. She quietly follows behind, with the same, composed smile across her lips. For the time being, she stays silent whilst watching events unfold before her. On one end, she wanted to threaten the man. Threaten him so badly, that he wouldn't be able to raise his voice against the two of them. But on the other hand, she felt the vibe that the woman gave off-- Pandora, was it? She didn't seem to have her heart in it; a shame, really. [break][break]

The man sent out his pokemon - two of which weren't threatening in the slightest, in spite of their glares. Nevertheless, Ayame listens, quietly, as her partner asserts herself to the man. It didn't work, and left with the man screaming empty threats and fantasies. Her eyes follow the woman as she steps away; the words uttered was the only green light she needed while stepping up. She held that same smile - a smile that held nothing behind it. [break][break]

".. Empty words won't convince anyone~" she chimes, softly, as she turns to face the store owner behind the counter. "Then go. Sic your pokemon on us." She shrugs her shoulders. Her hand reaches to her belt to slip a pokeball into her hand. A dark glare can be seen under the mask, while being paired with a slightly eager smile, in spite of the maintained composure and gentleness in her voice. "We'll take one of your pokemon as payment. If you don't comply, we'll pick on our own. My beautifly will suck everything out from it; no blood will be left. You can watch as the pokemon squirms, and as it cries out for your help. You won't be able to help, because you'll be pinned down, eyes open, as your pokemon is reduced to nothing but a dried up, hallow sack." [break][break]

She hums softly, watching as the man's expression falters. If not from the threat, it was from the morbidity of it. Yet, though shaken, he screamed "You're fucking sick" back at her. Though it wasn't a desired outcome, she shrugged her shoulders and backed up, slightly. She turns her attention back to Pandora, although gave the man a side glance. "See? Words are hopeless~.." So she says, tossing a pokeball into the air to reveal a cute little beautifly at her side. [break][break]

With the tilt of her head, she points over to the mightyena. "Permission to carry out my threat on the dark pokemon?"

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At least she sent a few shivers down his spine. [break][break]

It was cute, watching the man get scared. Call her cruel, but she did find it amusing to some degree; hence the smile on her lips grows. Though, her peace is interrupted when the man finally decides to sic his pokemon on the two women. How rude was that? They were having a conversation, and were planning on what to do next. In fact, she was quite looking forward to put their plan in action (although, attacking unprovoked would have left a bad taste in her mouth). [break][break]

... So she should thank him for making the first move? [break][break]

There was no use debating the morality of her coming actions, especially not when her words reflected the opposite. She quickly sends out a petite ribombee, that stuns the other pokemon with a quick stun spore. In this case, it seems like the mightyena was the one who was trying to pounce on the woman. She sends it a subtle glare through her composed gaze; the poor, poor thing. [break][break]

She takes a moment to glance up at the storekeeper, who could do nothing but watch his two pokemon become immobilized. He didn't appear to falter, in spite of this display. To speed things up, she raises a hand to snap towards her beautifly. The butterfly pokemon extends her straw-like mouth, and aggressively jabbed it into the canine pokemon. It let out a pained yelp, but the butterfly hadn't began sucking anything out yet. She glances to Pandora.[break][break]

"Just give me the word~"

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How bland. [break][break]

it didn't look like she will be causing more of a ruckus, anytime soon. What, with how quickly the man gave in after he thought to have their 'bluff' figured out (a dire mistake, especially when both woman were dead serious). Thankfully, he was able to swallow his pride before she could start anything fatal. [break][break]

Although she makes a point; a point to keep her beautifly pierced through the pokemon's flesh until she was given the signal to back off. Once given the word, she eases up in her glare before waving her pokemon off. The pokemon observes, and pulls away from the canine pokemon. She says nothing while following behind Pandora, until she arrives at the door - to which she bows to the storekeeper, more so out of tradition and instinct. [break][break]

Once they leave, a soft giggle escapes her lips as she tilts her head. "I'm glad it went as smoothly as it did." she chimes. "The same goes to you. I'd look forward to the next time we work, though." because it went so well. It gives her time to clock out and get back home to tend to her succulents~.