Opening Day

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Nikki

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I may be on the side of the angels, but do not think for a SECOND that I am one of them.

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Nikita Sokolov

Opening Day

POSTED ON Jan 17, 2023 5:40:31 GMT

When people learned a world-famous detective had come to town, they had treated him like some minor celebrity. A few people even came wearing deerstalkers, not comprehending that the Galarian fob had nothing to do with him. For the most part, Nikita ignored the onlookers. His manner of ridding himself of them was not just coarse but rude as well. For those acquainted with his more amiable self, this came as quite a shock.

Today, he was able to enter his office with little fanfare. His refusal to give statements or dance for the press left the starving wendigos to seek nourishment elsewhere. With their departure, the publicity vultures disappeared to find another washed-up hasbeen to nibble on. “Close the door, Winters.” The ghost hound did as told, nudging the door closed with its stony snout. His laptop bag was settled into the armchair by the entrance. Every file on it was a cryptographer’s worst nightmare. “I will start the—”

The detective realized the building was off. The curtains were already open and the smell of premium coffee satiated the air. The lights had also been on, the typical morning darkness non-existing. Suspicious of these harmless contradictions, the man’s hand dropped to his side. Slowly, he crept towards the back room, suspecting an interloper of some sort.

Instead, he was reminded that it was Monday, and his assistant had been allowed to start. No doubt the Intelleon—who lived in the lounge—had let him in. The viciousness faded, replaced by cornflower exhaustion. “Good morning, Ryuji.” With that, he moved to take a seat at his desk. Instantly, his brow lowered. Why did everything feel strange? Had someone adjusted his monitors?

“Did you find a case you are comfortable with?” Nikita turned his laptop on with his index finger. As he did so, the Intelleon swept by, sparing the older man a nod.

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Opening Day

POSTED ON Jan 17, 2023 21:45:13 GMT

It was but the crack of morning sunlight that Ryuji would arise for another day in Hoenn. After a very brief morning run, shower and some breakfast, he would begin his walk towards his first day at the private investigations business that a dark haired man known as Nikita Sokolov had hired him as an assistant. He'd get dressed in his finest clothing and then head on over to the building in question. He walked with purpose, eager to begin his first real job related to the job he had from before coming to this region. Of course, there was some sort of worry about what the future working here would hold but Hoenn seemed to be much less stressful compared to Kanto in the latter days. The door was locked as he tapped the door once to be let in by a charming Intelleon. As the door opened, he'd flash a smile. "Good morning. I'm Ryuji." After being let inside, the Kanto man would quickly get comfortable and sit down at an undisclosed desk that seemed to house materials. He had beaten Nikita here by some margin and looked around at the workplace. A bit messy, but maybe a few things could be rearranged…

The rest of the morning had come and gone in the blink of an eye. By the time that Nikita had checked in, everything had been either cleaned, organized and made. Ryuji had been sipping a cup of coffee while taking a break from his cleaning habits. The pair of feet roaming through the door made his eyes glance up at the figure walking in. He rose to his feet and bowed his head in greeting to his employer. "Good morning, sir. I hope the walk here wasn't too troublesome." He knew just why so many people might have been swarming around Nikita, and for good reason. He was a legend around these parts and perfect for any reporter to get a story out of. Ryuji did know that one of the very clearly written agreements between them involved never divulging anything to the press. He had no plans of doing so, having practiced such etiquette in the past. The long haired assistant would raise his cup of coffee again to take a long sip as Nikita asked him about a case that he had felt comfortable with in dealing.

"I believe I do. This should be good for a first assignment." Ryuji handed a file to the older man. Upon opening it, the contents revealed a request for investigation of fake currency with money created by a Meowth. "Local businesses have reported an influx in the amount of counterfeit bills being passed around. So we should be able to find who's behind all of it and put a stop to them, right?"

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Opening Day

POSTED ON Feb 21, 2023 3:14:42 GMT

The lizard’s regal visage offered a simple nod in response. One finger gestured to the hallway behind her, indicating the new hire’s destination.“...Mm.” As she waited for him to follow instructions, her tail lashed behind her like an irritable cat. Once the redheaded manchild settled, the Intelleon returned to her room at the rear of the office. With folded limbs, the mute chameleon soon settled into a wary sleep.

When the schedule for today was settled, the man would go rouse his office’s guard from her slumber. But, for now, he was content to let her dream the morning away. Or, in Anne’s case, enact whatever violent desires took her fancy. The water type's fire for vengeance only heated up as time passed. Nikita thought it quite a wondrous ability.

“Good morning, Mister Katahara.” Nikita murmured, staring irritably at the tidy symmetry of his desk’s top. “I trust you met the fuard?” Nikita did not wait for an answer before continuing. “She will not hurt you, but it’s best to leave her be.” Even after years together, Nikita felt he knew no more of her than the day he’d pulled her bloody corpse from a Rocket hideout.

Only after those warnings were given, did he design to answer Ryuji’s question. “It was pleasant enough. The bloodsucking leeches seem to have found a better host.” Perhaps someone online had made an offensive comment again. That would keep them busy for weeks. As the redhead approached, Nikita looked up from his own file. The papers were taken without a word.

His fingers flipped idly through the pages, already certain of its contents. This little case had taken a backseat to some more pressing investigations. “Hm.” A person’s life was far more important than protecting a business without the common sense to spot a fake. “It seems low stakes enough.” Before answering, he took a long sip from the cup in front of him. “That is the idea, yes.” With a smooth movement, the elder investigator moved to slip on his coat again.

“Lead the way.” A flash from his secured phone caught the QR codes from his own target cases of the day. This would perhaps provide a little inspiration for his own work. With that, he moved to open the front door. “There is no need to tag along, Winters,” Nikita called over his shoulder as the tired ghost hound moved to lift himself from his bed. “I believe Ryuji is capable of handling a counterfeiting cat.”

Red embers dimmed slightly as the Houndstone dropped back onto his orthopedic mattress.

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