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In the Pale Moonlight [M]

POSTED ON Feb 2, 2021 6:22:59 GMT

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It was February now. Rocket HQ had noted how well she did with the jewel heist, though she made exceptional note of her partner, Fay. Seeing as it went without as much as a hitch, being in the news as a robbery with no known robber, the contact she had would send a set of coordinates with a simple message.

Clear out the phantoms east of Mauville in the woods. Another Rocket will rendevous with you there. We expect great things, Black Rose.

That last line had her almost over the moon. Her heart was beating. And yet, it was a contradiction that it was, no? It was because she had done well, that she was being praised, a feeling she hadn't felt in years. Yet, here it was. If all her partners were like Fay, perhaps she could rise up to quickly find Luna with some money, so they could go off to live in peace. It was all for her. Every action she chose, every choice she made. Even the Houndour she procured was for Luna's well being. Her determination burned brightly within her chest.

So, as the setting sun cast its golden glow upon the route, washing everything in its orange-yellow glow, Rose was leaning against one of a set of many forest trees in wait. Cross-armed, and one finger tapping pleasantly upon her inner-elbow, with one of her recently obtained partners by her side. Or rather, hiding within the tree she chose to lean against. Little Hemlock, the Gastly, was peering out as if to make the tree have eyes, Rose's lookout begotten on the ship of the rather attractive Captain Dross. Truly, she was a shy one, but she did enjoy her time with her trainer.

"Hemlock-" she started, peering up to the now peering down Gastly. "-are you comfortable?" she asked, worried for the gas cloud with a befitting smile. Returning the gesture, the Gastly gave a nod, peering from the bark for a moment to shake vertically in a yes.

Sighing, the woman waited as the sun continued its descent. They had not been waiting any more than five minutes. The haunted ghost types would likely appear when the sun was down. They had precious little time.

Who was her partner? Would they be a nuisance? Fay surprised her, so perhaps her second partner would too?

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POSTED ON Feb 2, 2021 6:55:33 GMT

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Though it wasn't very often, there were the sluggish times the higher ups gave him a mission that wasn't under the supervision of a friend or two. While Barney was by no means a cake walk of a personality, he was smart enough not to cause trouble. Especially for something that didn't seem tooooo boring. Something about ghosts near Mauville. He could roll with that. Maybe he could find a new ghost pokemon to catch.[break][break]
Befitting of a Barnabey entrance, the redhead didn't bother to show up til a half hour before dusk. Unlike haunted ass buildings and establishments, he knew the rules of spooky forests from movies: the creepy crawls didn't bother to rear their ugly head until nighttime.[break][break]
"Guess what I hearddddddddd" the redhead yelled as soon as a lone woman and gastly came into view on the beaten path. Barnabey had his hands on the back of his head in a resting manner. Meanwhile, Fred the chased after him, the Sableye searching its surroundings as the redhead idly traveled. "Someone up at the tippy top of the foodchain said a damsel needed help with a ghost problem~"[break][break]
Now in view, a sheeish expression and sleep deprived gaze fixated on the unknown lady. She was pretty but not his type. Eh, good enough he supposed. At least he'd be entertained. "You got here first, whats the lowdown, sweettart?"[break][break]
As the two trainers interacted, Fred would move towards Hemlock and begin to curiously circle them, taking a gander at the new pokemon it was meeting.

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POSTED ON Feb 2, 2021 7:45:47 GMT

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Oh, there was her headache. Right next to the annoying voice that yelled out towards her, leaving Rose to squint their direction in half-disgust and half-intrigue. Already, she found herself hating her partner. Trying to get under her skin like that. Hemlock seemed to only respond with fear for a moment... only finding Fred in her view. Quickly, the Gastly descended, her eyes on Fred.

A staring contest... and then a wholesome Gastly smile. One like her! That was wonderful!

While Hemlock was busy with Fred, Rose figured they could get down to business. "I'll pretend you weren't just flirting with me." A cold shoulder, though the feeling of being hit on in the first place was nice. A hand through her hair, before removing herself from her greater-than-thou stance, in lieu of her hands reaching her hips, in a more matter-of-fact manner.

"Here's the deal. Lots of ghosts in the forest, we have to clean them out. For expansion purposes." The sun was setting over the horizon, turning that golden wash darker by the second. Then came a challenging tone from the younger woman, emerald eyes flashing with a condescendingly sassy tone. "Think you can handle that?"

Admittedly, she wanted to see how fired up the redhead would be from her works, at least before they began...

All the while, Hemlock now, with speed she didn't even know she had, began to circle Fred quickly, hoping the Sableye would be another friend for her. The Gastly was a fragile little thing, but she did have hope of the jewel-eyed ghost.

Wouldn't be long now. Sun was just about to set...

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POSTED ON Feb 2, 2021 17:06:24 GMT

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"Flirting? What? Me?" While he wouldn't count it against her for assuming his intentions, Barney had only been testing the room. It didn't take long to realize he was dealing with one of the stiff rocketiers. Those were always fun, regardlesss of how much they liked him. The redhead's gaze would narrow, his grin growing. "Don't look too deep into things, sweettart."[break][break]
As the girl begun to explain the situation to him, Barney moved a hand to his hip and averted his gaze to the two pokemon. Fred had tried to follow the Gastly's speedy movements, turning and turning to the point where they fell over from dizziness. A snort would escape the grunt rocket, before turning back to Rose.[break][break]
"Yeah, should be fine. Fred's been meaning to stretch for awhile." To one's disappointment, Barney didn't seem to pumped about it. But he didn't seem to grieve, either. Complacency, almost like a kid who was going to tackle a chore before their mom got home. "You wanna head in now? Or wait til after dark?" 'Course, as he spoke, the man shoved his hands into his pocket and begun walking in the direction of the forest line. His words weren't exactly speaking for his action. "I say we take a look around before nightfall. Wouldn't want to get lost, would we?"[break][break]
Barney then stops, turning to raise his hands in a dramatic fashion. "'Cuz I heard ghosts like to claim lost souls. OoOoOOOOoooo". Another chuckle would commence, followed by the redhead turning back to enter the treeline.

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2021 5:00:48 GMT

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Insufferable. Absolutely insufferable. He was mocking her, and that encroaching grin only fanned the proverbial flame on her disdain. That nickname was downright-

Fine. Fine fine.

She took a breath, whilst Hemlock sped around the Sableye, the dazzling speed causing the land-trapped ghost to fall over, causing the Gastly to fret over her new friend. Quickly, she hovered low to the ground to check on them, worried she may have killed them. She was too friendly! She should have been standoffish like her trainer.

Barney was, to say the least, one of the most infuriating individuals Rose had ever had the displeasure of working with. Everything he was saying was ticking her off, like a child's complacent existence below their parents. A sharp inhale, and she pieced it together logically. Rocket must be testing her with this less than ideal, frankly terrible mess of a grunt. Instead of continuing to attack with sass, she would try, if anything, to find common ground. An officer needed that ability.

"Let's not waste any-" she was muttering, interrupted by Barney stopping, and giving his little ghost impression and chuckle. Rose's eye was twitching, not like a parent to a child, but a younger sister to a cringey older brother. "Let's just focus on the task at hand." Quietly, she passed the redhead without so much as a second thought.

~ ~ ~

Assessing the layout of the forest was easy, though it did take a minute of their golden hour. Rose kept pragmatic, attempting to get the map in her head, even marking trees with a small nail filer. The trees loomed over them like giants ready to awaken from slumber, to hide the moon that steadily rose from beyond the stars. By the time the sun had finally disappeared, Rose was confident she knew her way in and out of the forest.

With the sun gone, she'd show this grunt what she was made of. Rose wasn't scared of ghosts, at least not visibly. She'd show this ass of a Rocket.

But something about these woods at night, that chilled her to the core. The way the trees distorted so ominously upwards, for meters upon meters. The unease, when most of them no longer had their leaves. Like the dead, spiny and threateningly bearing down upon them, with a whisper in the wind to plan their murders. Rose was steadfast.

Hemlock, on the other hand, was flocking to Fred like a terrified kitten, the gas Pokemon shaking.

"Find anything, firecrotch?" A nickname for a nickname. Rose felt her glossy lips curve in a smirk at the mention. Partonizing him. That'd show him.

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2021 5:56:10 GMT

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If Rose's thoughts had been said aloud, Barney might have laughed. A mess of a grunt? Unfortunately for the dear rocketier, there was far more within the redheaded's book faces. A whole lotta chapters, all confusing and jumbled in their own right. There was a lot of reasons why the man had been a grunt all these years, and showed no interest in moving up in the ranks.[break][break]
'Course, he wasn't the type to spoil the fun. He'd let her find out soon enough.[break][break]
As for the search effort, the reason it took a hot minute was because his partner's legs were so fucking short. She moved at a snail's pace, not to mention the lack of height. It was funny to witness her look over some of the shrubberies.[break][break]
"Oh, you know. Wasting time." He didn't care for the nickname. And, obviously, he didn't mean what he said. From what he portrayed, it looked like he was still surveying the space with a flashlight in his hand. He too had noticed some of the peculiar characteristics of the forest. Though, unlike the currently tense bluenette next to him, he wasn't the slightest bit scared. He'd seen too much shit to give a damn about some forest.[break][break]
Meanwhile, Fred was in the process of humoring Hemlock with some of his odd party tricks. A burp would escape the Sableye, followed by a light flame from his Will-O-Wisp skill. One had to wonder where he learned that trick from.[break][break]
Turning his flashlight on low, another hum would escape Barney. "Thoughhhh I do hear some sounds to your left. Sounds like gurgling." Whether he was joking or not, he didn't make it very apparent. Barnabey turns to look at Rose, giving her a smug side eye. "And don't worry, darling. If you get scared let me know. I give some pretty good hugs."

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2021 7:42:18 GMT

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Of course Barney was wasting time. Absolutely perfect, nothing possibly wrong with that. Her partner was a slacker. At least, that's what Rose would have thought had she not noticed the redhead doing the exact same thing as her. Her own flashlight now scoping the forest out. She took notice of the movements of his flashlight. Nothing was getting by them. Though something was bothering her.

Why did he have to be so tall? Rose actually puffed her cheeks out at how small she truly felt by comparison.

Fred's little party trick indigestion-flame burp was actually doing wonders on the Gastly. She was smiling at them, a chuckle in the dark as her demeanor changing from terrified, to uneasy, yet tickled curiosity. If that was Fred's intention, they had hit the mark clean. What a good little Sableye.

Barney's little hum and smug side eye made Rose scowl, the younger Rocket leaning to the side with one hand on her hip with the offer of hugs on the table. Rose shot back "Oh don't worry. If you get huggy, I know where to kick." She snickered. The gurgling to her left-hand side keeping the spooky mood alight, with the trees still towering over them menacinly-

Wait.

Barney wasn't kidding. Rose felt her head slowly crane to the side, hearing that tortured gurgling in the night. Okay, now THAT had her shivering just a bit. Hemlock downright hid, giving Fred a small shadow, eyes peering from the ground as Rose caught sight of the target. Or targets.

A set of five red eyes watching the two of them, moving through the shadows as their skull face masks covered all but the red glow. They zipped around, much like spiritual wisps themselves, repositioning around their prey. They were territorial, so the hostility was evident. Their moves made keeping out of direct line of any Pokeball thrown succint.

"Smart little things. Seem to like you more." she instinctively did move closer to Barney, but remained calm. Even if she was scared, she planted her feet and got at the ready. She held up her hand. "Hemlock. Prepare for battle. You too, firecrotch." It was time to clear these skulls out.

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