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oscar clayton
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POSTED ON Dec 1, 2021 22:22:42 GMT
It's that time of year once again! Those with plenty have heard the calling of the needy, and their stone hearts finally crack under the weight of festive generosity. Those with plenty being of course Team Rocket, with the needy being common street criminals and agents of chaos.
Oscar was tasked with supplying some extra fire power to Slateport's underworld, most likely to keep the League busy while their securing of Sootopolis moved forward. Oscar was more than happy to get his hands dirty, it had been a while since he got to do field work and he was itching to do something outside of an office. His first thought was to approach Lulu Flint, who directed him to a contact of hers known as Remi Cassel. Oscar reached out, and the two would soon have a rendezvous scheduled within Slateport's old warehouse district.
Oscar expected very little as he strolled between the abandoned husks of warehouses, juggling a pokeball between his hands in case of unexpected trouble. In his head he imagined that they would discreetly transport a case full of weaponry to a Rocket associate in the night market and it would be as simple as that. However, when he reached the meeting point he would find something rather--unexpected.
There was a woman, no doubt his contact, and next to her was a delibird of all things. Its tail sack was stuffed to the brim, and the jolly bird had it thrown over its back as if it were full of air. The gears in Oscar's brain stalled for a moment, the absurdity of what he saw temporarily debilitating him. He quickly regained his senses, approaching the woman and her bird acquaintance.
"Remi I presume. Oscar Clayton, a pleasure to meet you. Um--where, dare I ask, is the cargo?"
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