"Lulu, good to see you!", the Mad Dog greeted the Galarian with surprising warmth. He watched as she stamped out her cigarette. "Work at my pay grade gets rather dull. Sometimes, I just like to go back to where I started, get out of the dreary office.", he'd tell her, climbing into the truck once he finished his cigarette, stamping it out himself.

"The job is a simple one, thankfully. A seafood vendor managed to come by some very interesting catches. All we have to do is pay him, load the goods, and bring them back to be processed.", he'd tell the woman on the drive over to the specific restaurant. "Though I have reason to believe he has someone on staff connected to a group that's been, less than cooperative with us, so far. So be on your guard, in case they try to ambush us.", he warned her.

If Lulu looked, she would see a bloodthirsty smirk manifest across the face of the Mad Dog. Clearly, he was hoping that someone would try and hijack their shipment. It would certainly show that Cillian Quinn's warnings about the danger he posed were not without merit. And it would explain why he was taking grunt work, despite his standing and position in the organization. Even if he was on Rocket's leash, one that he had no intentions of shedding, he was still the Mad Dog of Rocket for a reason.

"Any questions?"

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tags: Lulu Flint
notes: tl;dr

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"Of course, just try to only use it if necessary, and make sure to pick up any shell casings spent.", he'd advise her. If it came down to gunshots, then there would be a much more urgent investigation taking place. Dorian wanted to keep any sort of League attention on this as minimal as possible. If they didn't have to resort to using heat, then that would be for the best. Otherwise, leaving as little evidence as possible was going to be for the best.

The drive to the shop didn't take long at all. Dorian would park the truck, backing it into the loading bay, business as usual. She would note that this was clearly not his first time doing this, and despite his elevated position in the organization, he clearly wasn't rusty. He would hop out of the truck, beckoning the Galarian to follow him to the trucker's entrance. In his possession, he would carry a suitcase full of money.

As they were let in, Dorian would take notice to the Lycanroc, chained up in a cage. Despite this, the beast pounded against its cage, barking aggressively towards the duo. Despite this, Dorian showed the beast no fear, glaring the mad beast in the eye as he passed.

A rotund, balding man would greet the duo, greeting the Mad Dog with a smile, and an eager handshake. "Yo, Miyazaki-san, I'm here for the shipment!", he would tell the man. He would then put the suitcase on the table, where a younger man with short black hair would begin to count the cash inside. "It's all here.", the younger man told his superior. "Excellent.", Miyazaki replied, before signalling others to load up the main cargo into the truck, which contained more aggressive Water-types such as Carvahna, Sharpedo, Barraskewda. They would even find a few Dratini in the batch.

"What's the story with the hound?", Dorian inquired.

"Ah yes, that fiendish thing has been a thorn in our side for the last month. It's been breaking into shops, tearing up the places. We finally got the damn thing trapped. Consider it a part of the cargo, just get it as far away as you can.", he'd tell the Mad Dog. "Sounds good.", he'd tell the rotund man, handing him some extra cash for his trouble.

From the corner of his eye, he'd notice a younger man, with a shaved head, texting on his cellphone, while trying to be sly about watching him. But rather than call him out, he would instead play it off cool, while trying to slip Lulu a subtle signal not to call it out. Rather, he would text Miyazaki about it later, if they got ambushed later.

Once the Lycanroc was loaded into the truck, with the young men doing so clearly fearful of it breaking out, Dorian would make sure the cages were secured properly, before sealing up the hatch of the truck. "Pleasure doing business with you, as always, Miyazaki-san!", Dorian called out to the boss, signing the alibi paperwork with a fake name, before being let out of the trucker's entrance.

Once they were back in the truck, Dorian would turn to Lulu. "Watch out for any potential tails, or signs of ambush. That kid with the shaven head looked suspect. If he's relaying messages for our 'friends', then I'll drop Miyazaki a message.", he'd tell her.

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tags: Lulu Flint
notes: Cargo loaded, ready to go!