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Let's get this totally straight. Emma wasn't assigned this mission, per se. She was following one of the newer recruits. Loki may have been working for Team Rocket for a while now, but Emma herself had never met the guy.

So when she had been asked to shadow him for the duration of his mission, she had agreed. What she didn't really know was that the mission her grunt was on happened to involve ghosts.

Emma's list of fears was virtually nonexistent. She was a killer hired by Team Rocket to snuff out threats quickly and efficiently. She got paid handsomely for all of her hits, and never ever seemed to stiffen up or show fear.

What she was afraid of, she kept under lock and key. She was not the type to express herself in any way. She constantly kept a low profile - there isn't much known about her at all other than she's a bit intimidating.

But.. she was in fact, terrified of ghosts. Granted, she doesn't let it show very obviously on the outside, as she's too proud for that.

Fortunately, Emma looked cool and collected as she approached Loki and his Pyroar. She glanced up into the branches of the peach tree, eyeing up a couple of the ripening fruits.

"A god damn tree we've been assigned to investigate. Are you planning on complaining the whole night?"

Emma's eyes were cold as she watched Loki. From her left and right, two of her Pokemon skulked out of the shadows. Ariados and midnight-form Lycanroc stood next to their master, eyes glowing in the dark.

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His sarcastic comment warrants no immediate response from Emma. Loki is like many other grunts, self-righteous and egotistical. His comment about being 'honored' just further points to this.

Instead, she looks up at the sky. The clouds have become a little more hazy, the sun dipping low below the horizon. It's become colder and a little windier. There's a certain ominous, unnerving feeling in the air, like something isn't quite right.

Emma feels herself tense as something cold brushes against her exposed skin. She recoils slightly, causing Lycanroc to snap his attention to her, ears twitching curiously.

The woman looks up at Loki, her eyes dark and mostly unreadable.

"I'm here to make sure you don't fuck it up."

Lycanroc and Ariados both seem to tense up, as if some looming threat hangs over their heads. They've reacted mostly in response to Loki's Pyroar's stance.. but even Emma knows that something isn't quite right.

Given that she hadn't asked about the specifics of this mission, she was growing more and more wary of what exactly she had signed up for.

"By doing what, exactly? All you have to do is watch some old person's peach tree, what's so difficult about.."

She trails off as she notices that the tree has become a little bit.. spookier, if that's even possible. The hair along her neck and arms rises as the creep factor does. She takes a small step back, eyes darting around the base of the tree as she catches glimpses of movement.

Also.. is the grass and plants literally leaning away from the base of the tree, as if wilting?

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It doesn't take long for a couple of ominous Trevenant to appear. Their ghastly, ghostly appearance is immediately unnerving. They appeared out of nowhere, as if melting from the peach tree itself. They're intimidating, sitting and lying in wait.

Emma points, a moment of fear crossing her face. Lycanroc and Ariados both take action against the trespassers.

"They're sucking the life out of the tree, look."

As she spoke, the peach tree began to wither. Several pieces of fruit rotted away immediately and fell into the tall grass around it.

Her Pokemon weren't at all interested in waiting around, they were going in for the kill. Their mission had been to protect Emma and protect the tree.

Ariados immediately shot out several SPIDER WEBS to try and slow down the incoming threat. Once one or more of them were entangled, she pounced, POISON JABBING them.

Lycanroc inhaled deeply, his eyes glowing more and more red and angry. The ghosts that may have been hidden were suddenly in plain sight.

He lunged, taunting the nearest one to him and crunching down hard. His teeth break through wood, splintering in his mouth.

"We have to drive them off.. or kill them."

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No matter how many they seemed to take out, one by one, even more continued to swarm. For whatever reason, tonight was the night they had decided to attack the peach tree full-force. Perhaps there was a reason, not that Emma cared. She was here to protect it and get paid, not to worry about why wild Pokemon were invested in a stupid fruit tree.

"We need another tactic."

Emma says this just as Lycanroc has torn through the bark of another Trevenant. Splinters fall from his teeth and his eyes are wild with the hunt. Ariados has strung up several but has begun to tire.

The Rocket beast glances at Loki, satisfied that he's holding his own. Unfortunately though it isn't enough. More and more ghostly trees continue to pour in, refusing to let up.

Emma's heart was pounding with anxiety - she was starting to feel the affects of her fear of ghosts. They needed to wrap this up quickly.

Loki's shout alerts her, and she turns her head just as Pyroar gets into position. Lycanroc and Ariados both fell back at Loki's request, jumping past the lion just as the fire-type unleashes an incredible stream of flame.

It misses the base of the peach tree itself, but the whole row of Trevenant catch fire immediately. Their screams are deafening as they turn tail and run.

Emma breaths a sigh of relief, stilling her shaking hands. Lycanroc returns to her, glaring off into the darkness to ensure more of the specters don't return.

"I think they've given up, finally. I doubt they'll return."

She looks up at the tree, and she's almost positive she could see several new buds immediately sprout. Perhaps there was something magical about this particular plant that was the reason behind the ghost-type attack.

Her eyes narrow suspiciously, but she shrugs and returns her attention to Loki.

"The reward best be worth the effort."

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