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burn the house down [c]

POSTED ON Nov 28, 2018 0:10:01 GMT

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RUN FOR COVER. RUN WHILE YOU CAN, BABY. DON'T LOOK BACK. YOU GOTTA RUN FOR COVER. DON'T BE AFRAID OF THE FEAR, THAT'S A PLAYED OUT TRACK, MAN. YOU KNOW YOU'RE NOT THE ONLY ONE. AND DON'T LOOK BACK, JUST RUN FOR COVER.

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Why did she come back?[break][break]

Bailey Cooper slipped through familiar passages of the Lower District, knowing that anyone could come for her head; the tight space of the alley amplified this feeling of crushing oppression. Slateport was not what it used to be. Now, it is a twisted and burning husk. Under the cover of the night, the officer is able to navigate through the light-less city. Rocket was still working to restore electricity after the incident at the power plant–this left the borders to the city vulnerable when the sunset.[break][break]

To combat this weakness, grunts patrolled the streets on a regular basis. She can see the streams of light that emit from their flashlights, pointed like torches into the stretching, urban dark.[break][break]

Bailey arrived in Slateport the same way she had left--through the subway tunnels. It had been the safest path to follow—even if the passages were still overflowing with noxious fumes. Pinpin was able to negate the poison with SAFEGUARD, allowing her to travel without fear of succumbing to the toxins. In that dark, empty space, she had a chance to retrace the steps she had taken on the day of the invasion.[break][break]

It made her move quickly.[break][break]

And when Bailey emerged from the station, she emerged to a disaster. Nothing had been left untouched. The invasion had ripped through the heart of the city with a wanton destruction that left broken glass still scattered in the streets. It was why Bailey had to tread softly. It was why she stuck to the alleys.[break][break]

"One street down," she murmured to herself, feeling Pinpin's distress as the sea cucumber was held against her chest. "Yeah, I know. I just had to see for myself."[break][break]

There had been good memories here.[break][break]

Quickly, quietly, Bailey Cooper moved with a skill that was rarely displayed. The girl was more cunning than she seemed, wise to the ways of movement that could let her creep quietly through the night...[break][break]

"Fuck," and she found what she had been looking for; the burnt, empty husk of the bar that she used to frequent. Someone had burned it to the ground. She should have guessed.

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"...that building, like many others, are gone." she spoke to the hooded figure--unaware it was a former league mate. the songstress's familiar voice uttered behind the cloaked female, whom she had been unaware that it was Bailey Cooper. the female behind her had been none other then evelyn silph, known traitor of the league.

"why are you wearing that?" she asked, but immediately, "i don't care." evelyn believed the cloaked individual to be an old hermit of sorts. uninterested in examining the individual's figure to see that they were feminine, she'd continue, "if you don't find shelter or get inside, i can't protect you from the other rocket members. you're lucky i was here before any of the others," evelyn stated. walking the past cloaked figure, she'd sit at a cafe across the street from the bad, half destroyed, she'd take a seat underneath an umbrella table.

she adorned a pink wool cloak coat over her person, covering the clothing that resided underneath; though, one could see she adorned thermal black stockings. this indicated she was wearing a skirt for it was barely seen due to the voluptuous cloak. for her footwear though? she adorned a pair of black, leather heeled ankle boots. upon her hand did she, too, wear a pair of soft, black leather gloves. on her right wrist she wore a bracelet with what seemed to be charms, but were actually the respective ball capsules of her pokemon.

a small, rectangular purse rested upon her right shoulder. "come, come, let's have a seat; i'm in the mood for something sweet." evelyn spoke toward the figure. one leg over the other, the cafe that they were to soon have a meal at was, also, half-destroyed. but they were still in business. the kitchen area wasn't destroyed by some miracle, so the owners thought it was smart to continue business in order to repair half their damaged building. "i'll buy you something as an apology for the destruction caused by rocket." opening her menu, songbird began to examine the what exactly had been available to eat.

would the cloaked familiar face, Bailey Cooper, join her?

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POSTED ON Dec 7, 2018 7:24:26 GMT

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A voice called to her–its wisp-like utterances sounded forlorn to her ears.[break][break]

Bailey turned, tugging at the cusp of her hood to keep it in place as she regarded the stranger with a hand to her waist; a hand that itched with the urge to draw, preparing for a duel that could erupt at any moment in a place such as this. She had done this dance. She was faster than she seemed... but the glint of her gaze caught the lack of hostility from the distant stranger.[break][break]

Or, not so strange after all. There was a moment of familiarity. The officer does not let her hand budge, but the firmness in her gaze seemed to ease. “Can't let people get a good look at me. City's gone to shit,” and she knew she had drawn fire for her actions at the Train Station, even if introductions had never been given.[break][break]

The warnings make her quirk her brow as the woman walked past, letting her presence dissipate as fast as it had appeared. “I'll live.” Bailey kept her volumes low, but knew that her voice would carry in the dead silence of the street. Maybe, her hand seemed to lose its twitch as she switched to her full height.[break][break]

The pink contrasted against the black. It was jarring. The white walls were gone; tarnished and left to ruin.[break][break]

If she breathed, she could still smell the smoke. “You're one of those Silph kids.” Now she remembered. “The one that did that cutesy shit on the internet, right?” It was funny. She remembered her but had failed to recognize the actual heir to the Silph lineage. Maybe it was because of the rumors that were latched to the young woman?[break][break]

The turncoat. She had been told about this one. Everyone talked when the news broke out. It had been the tastiest gossip to grace the League offices; but, that had been before the invasion, before the threat was truly realized.[break][break]

If that fact fazed Bailey, she does not let it show as she walked to the tables, yanking back a chair and giving it a sharp spin. She sat with the back of the chair against her chest, arms dangling over the front. “Better be ready to pay up,” because Rocket had really fucked this place over.

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