Lex
She / Her
28
January 2
Goldenrod City
Bi
Thief
Ex-Rocket Beast
Going to hell cause it feels like heaven.
Bonnie & Clyde [m|c]
POSTED ON Mar 28, 2021 0:16:36 GMT
As her hands danced over the limp body, her lips curled into a grin at Killian’s teasing. A subtle eyeroll solidified her amusement. She’d always been a sucker for his corny jokes, “Yes, cool indeed,” she encouraged, glancing back at him briefly.
This was going to take too long, and Lex didn’t have the patience for it. Her mind tended to dwell on worse case scenarios like cultists waking up, “Umbra,” she firmly spoke as she stood up straight. The large form of a Dusknoir materialized from the spectral plane at her call, “Frisk them, find me their treasures,” the command was simple, one they had practiced many times.
Umbra drift towards the female’s limp body, her sixth sense running over the hidden compartments through its robes. A black energy materialized around the hidden object, lifting them towards Lex. A few pokeballs and a curious, amethyst stone.
“Ah, here’s another,” she took the empty pokeball in hand and pointed it towards a Gardevoir, sucking it back into it’s prison.
Her amber eyes watched Cinder thaw the others. Umbra stood at the ready to Frisk the remining humans. Lex’s lips pulled into a frown at Kiliian’s question. He knew the answer, he just wanted to hear her say it, and that’s what he would get: No secrets, “virgil roach,” she simply stated, placing her hands on her hips. She’d leave the part out about how their business arrangement came to be, how she was desperately trying to replace Killian before he slipped back into her life. Without him, she didn’t really know what she was doing. That was painfully obvious when she came to Hoenn. Sure, she could steal, but after that she was clueless. Killian always took care of the rest. Roach was an easy way into the underground market, someone she came to trust to not rip her off but move her product.
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