At no point during the planning phase did Chu-e mention his alternate identity, Ji-Hoon Ki, was actually on file as an Interpol agent. That just took the fun out of it. Like taking the venom from a cobra's bite. If the risk was just the quick prick of pain it wasn't really worth it.

Chu-e had stepped out of the car and let oscar clayton do all the talking. When needed, he smiled and shoved files and identification where they needed to go. A few of the officers looked dubious, but. Well. They were also tired and perhaps ready to let someone else take over.

"My my, Henry. I think we might need to show these boys a few things." He was wearing his fake uniform with a loose pride, crossing his arms. as he stood next to the other. With a careful flick, a Lickilicky was sent out- the massive pink pokemon didn't look that intimidating, just stuck his tongue out and crossed his eyes. Stupid thing.

"You almost ready to roll?

"Almost."

Oscar raised a hand to his chin, pretending to contemplate deeply when he already knew what he was going to do next. He pointed to the sergeant as he sauntered up to them. "What's the situation? How many hostages? What are the demands of the kidnappers so far?"

Apparently too tired to scrutinize the duo further, after all their papers were in order, the sergeant answered quickly. "At least ten hostages sir, with about fifteen assailants with pokemon of various types. So far they've threatened to torch anyone that tries to approach. Though they did say they would--" He was interrupted by an officer running up with a cell phone. 

"It's them sarge."

Oscar grabbed the cellphone and handed it to Chu-e. "Keep them talking for a minute would ya?. I'm gonna dig a hole." Oscar walked away from the barrier, hiding himself away behind one of the police cruisers. He pulled out a pokeball and opened it, revealing Disco the vikavolt. Disco twitched as he looked to Oscar for orders though he was pretty sure he was just going to dig a hole like he normally does. 

Oscar pointed to the ground, "Dig down about ten feet and head East about um--fifty feet? I dunno it's hard to tell from here. Let's try a firm one hundred to be safe, fuck it. Then go up." Disco rolled his eyes, wondering if he'll ever be called upon to battle one of these days. Despite his reluctance, he began to dig.

Chu-e Choi

"... and we want out of here with the money and the promise of no one chasing us, you got that?"

".. no?" The man on the line spluttered, sounding enraged, but Chu-e cut him off. "Look, don't flip your lid, I mean I literally can't hear you. Smart ass handed the phone to the man whose almost deaf." This was not true. Chu-e could hear them just fine. "Look out here, can you see me?" He waved at one of the windows, where Chu-e assumed they were looking. "See? Listen, I'll getcha what you need, just gotta speak up. Like, real loud. Yell it at me. Lemme see if I can turn this cell phone volume up...."

There was more spluttering from the phone as Chu-e did, indeed, turn it up. This time it sounded more confused than the anger from before, though, which was a good sign.

"Okay, got that, now, my pen...." He made a show of turning his pockets inside out, then dropping the in pen on the ground, which he picked up with a grunt, then put the pad to paper.

"Okay! All ready this time. What did you want again? Uh-huh.... okay...." He was drawing a flower on the pad to pretend he was writing what they said down. He wondered if oscar clayton was almost done with what he was doing. These guys were doing to hang up soon, no matter how much he stalled.

Soon enough Disco poked his head out of his hole, chomping his mandibles to illustrate that the job was done. Oscar returned him to his ball and stepped out from behind the car. He walked up to Chu-e and placed a hand on his shoulder, indicating that it was time to get to work. "Hey c'mere I wanna show you something."

He walked back to the cruiser, hoping Chu-e would follow. He waited for his partner there by the hole, motioning to it dramatically whenever he arrived. "I figured we should take the express lane in." Oscar hopped into the hole, it wasn't too deep but he still got a rush in his stomach as he slid underground. His suit got dirty almost immediately, but it was stolen so he didn't get too broken up about it.

Oscar whistle upward, "Mind the drop, it's steeper than it looks." The tunnel disco had created was low, Oscar would have to bend down uncomfortably to traverse it. It almost seemed like a 'fuck you' to his trainer for making him dig so many holes, but whatever. At least they had a way in.

Oscar trudged through the tunnel, hoping Chu-e would follow. The tunnel eventually ended, and Oscar looked up to see a circle of light marking the exit. He climbed up carefully, noting when the dirt and rocks turned into pipes and foundation. He poked his head out, finding himself in an empty cement room with a closed door. He nodded with approval, "That's some luck I had."

He pulled himself out of the hole and turned to help Chu-e.

Chu-e Choi

When oscar clayton came over, Chu-e unceremoniously hung up the phone on the bandits. Of course he followed, hoping to see what fun plan that the other had come up with. He frowned at the hole- but when Oscar hopped inside, Chu-e hopped after him. He even only almost fell a little bit, thankfully catching himself before any real damage could be done. His Lickilicky from earlier followed them, plugging up the hole with his wide body from behind. Thankfully, Chu-e was not effected by any spiteful Vickivolt since he was shorter than the other man.

Taking Oscar's hand when it was offered, he groaned as he was hauled from the hole.

"Damn, run down place... wanna blow it up?" Chu-e jerked a thumb towards his pink pokemon, which was still struggling to get out of the hole. "I've made sure this guy is a living bomb and haven't got to use him yet."

Oscar was taken aback by Chu-e's suggestion. Blow it up? Living bomb? He blinked a few times, not making it very clear what exactly he was thinking. Without a word Oscar pulled out a pokeball and opened it, revealing a rather angry looking voltorb. He smiled maniacally, "See, this is why we need to do more missions together. We're always on the same page."

Oscar picked up the voltorb and carefully stepped toward the door. He gently opened it up and peered outside, finding a hallway with blinking lights. No one was wandering the halls, but Oscar could clearly hear voices from an open door near the hall's end. Oscar moved aside to let Chu-e have a listen before handing the voltorb to Chu-e's lickilicky.

"Hang on to this guy tight, he squirms." True to his word, the voltorb immediately started twitching with rage. Or was it anticipation? It's hard to tell. Oscar looked to the hole, "So shall we escape while our demolition experts take over?"

Chu-e Choi

"What I was a Beast, it was always 'No Chu-e, you can't do this, you can't do that'! I'm glad we understand each other. I refuse to stifle you." He said, sagely, looking particularly pleased as the Voltorb was shoved at Splo. The Lickilicky gladly took the electric type in his stubby arms; but he made sure he wouldn't drop the other pokemon with his sticky tongue. Gross. "Alright. You two, go find the people and use Self Destruct. Make it big." Those stage directions done, Chu-e dusted his hands off before hopping back down into the hole; that seemed like a much safer place to be than anywhere in this building with what was about to happen.

He started to slink down the tunnel quick, not pausing to make sure that oscar clayton was behind him; if Chu-e couldn't trust the other to have a little self preservation then he couldn't trust him to be a Beast. He toyed with one of the pokeballs in his pocket, judging if he needed to call out his Mr. Mime or not. An extra barrier to shield from the blast would be welcome.

Of course Oscar was right behind Chu-e. The view of the explosion shall be much better outside after all. The two scurried through the tunnel, popping out the other side with time to spare. Oscar pulled himself up, dusting his clothes as he walked around the patrol car. The sergeant from earlier quickly noticed him and gave an expecting look, "Well? Where are the hostages?"

Oscar rubbed a knot in his neck as he pulled out a pokeball. "Right, we let them out back I think." The sergeant raised his eyebrows, "You THINK?!" Oscar nodded, "Yeah yeah sure." He opened his pokeball, revealing massive salamence. His name was Crisis, aka their ticket out of there. Oscar hopped on, and motioned for Chu-e to do the same.

The beats did an exaggerated stretch. "Wellp, job well done. Time to hit the road." The sergeant looked flabbergasted, babbling as he attempted to get an explanation. Oscar nodded as Crisis began to flap its wings. "Yeah yeah yeah we'll send the report to your office or something." 

And then the building exploded.

Oscar jolted as the shockwave blew away the police barriers. That explosion was way bigger than it should have been, what the fuck was this building sitting on--Dynamite? I mean they were terrorists so, maybe? Oscar frantically tapped Crisis's head, his cue to get the fuck out of there. Crisis took off, flying over the billowing smoke of the remains of the warehouse. Oscar pulled out the voltorb's pokeball, opening it as he crossed his fingers that it survived. Red light entered the ball, so he guessed it was fine.

Or maybe its bits will fall out next time he opens it, who knows. Nevertheless, their job was over. It was time to head home.

Chu-e Choi

When the Salamence was tossed out, Chu-e tossed out his own Drampa. He saddled up like a real cowboy, nodding along with whatever oscar clayton was saying as he hitched it into high gear. The Drampa started to float away, ambling a bit as they waited for their partners in crime to take off. Then Chu-e was off, pokeball also in hand, waiting eagerly to see if his pokemon survived the last or not. When they were in the air and staring down at the billowing flames, away from danger, Chu-e let out a loud laugh.

"That was so fun!" He called out, hoping that the other could hear him over the rushing of win. "We need to do this again!"