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POSTED ON Aug 26, 2020 6:01:20 GMT

’try and take it then, bitch!’ oh, no.

“the fuck did you just say to me?”

there was a gleaming blur; the quick draw of a well-polished 9 mm sword cutlass, shoved squarely in a man’s suddenly horrified face.

lulu was new, but she’d been mean. she’d done things like this before. zero hesitation. really, if anything, she could have been a little more restrained. her brother would have likely preferred it, had he been there to witness her reflexes. in an instant, she had the man by his hair, pulling back ‘til his face stretched, his jaw forced towards the ceiling and bearded chin exposed to the barrel of the gun. he trembled.

her wild stare burned into him from over the bridge of his nose. lulu bit the tip of her tongue and twisted her wrist a little, before finally retracting the beretta and shoving his head away. the rough handling summoned a protesting ’ow!’ “shut up.”

she crossed the floor of the 24-hour donut shop and left her partner to speak. it was a real sketch place to be doing things like this. the cops could show up at any moment, regardless of whether or not they were called. she hadn’t decided the mission.

she went around the counter and bent into the glass, grabbing a sprinkled donut, and taking a large bite out of it. she made sure to hold the man’s eye contact while she did so, asserting her dominance. a smile crossed her face, smug but pleased. “these are pretty good.” she grabbed another, looking at her partner, ready to toss it their way. “you hungry?” maybe it was an intimidation game. maybe she just really wanted a donut.

the time was 3 am. they were there to take taxes. she continued chewing, wiped some crumbs from her ski mask and then went to lock the door.

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[attr="class","marcelThread"]marcel watches the scene unfold from the shop's doorway. he'd seen this coming since the man had opened his mouth--sans gun, perhaps, but seen all the same. in that moment, he can't help but think she'd get on with dominic sinclair; that their paths never cross is the hope that follows immediately after.
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it's only after she moves away that marcel takes his first step forward. "starving," he answers, gaze lingering on the doughnut, "but, uh, i really shouldn't." the pokeathlon had changed him.
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a punch is thrown, a PROTECT shatters. marcel mutters a fuck under his breath. his sylveon winds a ribbon around the man's ankle, forcing him to buckle at the knee as she DRAINS the energy from him. marcel takes advantage of the moment to get behind the counter and grab the cash register.
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"none of that crap, or she's gonna put a bullet through you," he says as he holds his phone against the till. his rotom forces the machine open. empty.
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POSTED ON Aug 26, 2020 10:36:18 GMT

just as lulu had her back turned to lock the door, she heard the shatter. she turned quickly, witnessing the transaction, and brandished her gun as she strode back over to stand above him, pressing it to his cheek to ensure he wouldn’t move if he had any energy left to do so. “he’s right.” she verified “won’t lose a wink of sleep, either.”

lulu looked up at her cohort. when it was clear that the register was empty, she shook her head and turned back to the man on the ground. she crouched down to her heels at his level, and brought the cool barrel of the gun to his cheek, patting it there firmly a couple of times. “you’re a dumbass.” she then stood up and gave him a swift kick to the ribs. he gasped and fell back, and she sauntered around him a couple of steps.

rolling him onto his stomach with her boot and keeping it on his back, she briefly frisked his pockets. no bands, but she removed a wallet. she went through the confines, tossing most of them to the ground around him and then pocketing the cash for rocket. “this doesn’t cover it.” she sighed, kicking him back over. his body flopped against the floor, weakened. she stared down at it dispassionately.

“leon,” lulu started, going off the name from his ID. it caught him off guard, though it could barely be seen in his dull eyes. “where’s the register cash?”

the man breathed hoarsely, perhaps unable to talk. perhaps not desperate enough to do so. the dude must have had a family to feed or something. she looked back at marcel. “should i shoot a toe off, ya think?” her tone was as though it was a casual question. the man’s face lit up with panic.

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POSTED ON Aug 27, 2020 16:53:38 GMT

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as he places the till back on the counter, marcel listens to the exchange with a sense of disquiet. it never gets easier; he simply gets better at hiding it. he turns to the door to the back room, if only to distract himself. pulling out a set of keys--a demand from the beginning of their arrangement--he checks over the first few before finding his match.
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marcel glances back when lulu turns to him, his gaze dropping to the crumpled body. he blinks.
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"let's have a look in here first."
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as he opens the door, it dawns on him that lulu may not listen. he wasn't her boss today--not as far as she was aware, at least. marcel can only hope his seniority wins out, or that gavin had lectured her well.
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POSTED ON Aug 28, 2020 2:57:37 GMT

when her partner produced a key ring, lulu let up a bit on the man, taking her boot off his spilt body. she was good at recognizing seniority and taking orders—it had kept her alive. she was just a dog at this point, and well-trained enough that she didn’t need to know she was at the end of his leash, specifically, to respect him.

she gave an acknowledging nod and looked around. ”where’s the switch for the sign?” she demanded, the question directed at the heap on the floor.

’huh?’ it grunted.

“the open sign, dipshit. where’s the switch?” the man groaned and pointed in a direction. after switching it off and returning to the man again, she kicked him, this time more lightly. ”get up.”

another gurgling groan.

”i’m not leaving you out here, GET UP.” she shot the ground next to him, a sound that marcel might have mistaken for the fulfillment of her threat. if he looked back, however, he’d catch the sight of the man suddenly motivated enough to crawl on his knees in front of lulu, both headed to join him in the room.

when they neared, lulu looked back at the sylveon. ”maybe you can, uh, keep watch?” it was like telling someone else’s child what to do. she didn’t want to be too assertive, and it felt kind of weird anyways. she looked back to marcel for guidance.

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POSTED ON Aug 29, 2020 10:03:59 GMT

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the room is cold, the lights dim--perhaps for the sake of the produce. marcel takes out his phone and glances at the time. when he lets go, the device remains suspended in the air; his rotom turns on the flashlight.
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"look for the money--" marcel drags the lid off a crate. "--or anything that's valuable." judging from the store owner's silence, they'd have better luck with the latter.
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