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Naia was thankfully stopped by her father when she almost just walked out the house dressed in all black like your stereotypical burglar. This was the first time she never directly did something illegal and she really didn't know what she was supposed to do, but after a quick discussion and a through talking too she was finally put on the right track. If they were going to be loitering around the docks then she needed to dress the part, and too not too suspicion she made sure to adorn herself a black medical mask and tucked as much as her hair inside of her cap to make her hair look shorter than it actually was.

[break][break]She was nearly late after the sudden wardrobe change, and for the first time in years she needed to jog her way over to their locations. However to her partner's dismay rather than just seeing one individual, he would instead see two identical people. One who looked to be fairing pretty well and even jogging backwards, while the other doing her best to pace herself and keep herself from doubling over. Once they both made it to the truck, Naia instantly branced herself against the truck, wiping off some sweat from her chin, "Co..lie... You can't... just be me... aghh.."

[break][break]The copy couldn't help but laugh, but rather than the sound of a person instead was almost like a bark before it's form faded into a small Zorua rolling around on the ground snickering. Rather than being frustrated Naia instead pulled herself up to a stand, pulling her mask off slightly to have a better chance at breathing. "Uhm.. I'm not late, right?" At least she was quick to recover, especially since tired as always her state of being.

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She just managed to calm her breathing down completely, another involuntary reaction to wipe any sweat off from her chin despite it not existing anymore was probably more due to nerves then anything else. This was her first time diving into unfamiliar waters and worse or all, extremely illegal waters and for some reason despite his tone being casual his words seemed weird. It's not that is mattered, she was sure that there were some fanatics in Rocket, or just people who love the thrill, people like that you can find anywhere.

[break][break]"Also, why are you wearing the mask while jogging? Just makes it harder on yourself."

[break][break]This wasn't by choice. Still despite that she couldn't help but let out a defeated chuckle, he still wasn't wrong. "My original plan didn't need jogging." With her words she'd swoop down ne pick up her rascal of a Pokémon, making sure to tightly hold her into her bosom so it wouldn't try and flee. "And you.." It's wiggling stopped in it's track before going limp, "..don't copy me, it's suspicious."

[break][break]"Dorian Westcliff, at your service."

[break][break]She threw him a quick glance, then looked back at her Pokémon. She knew there was no point in carrying this out, if anything pushing too hard was going to make her Colie act out even more, so without another word she'd release them. As on cue it let out another yip now interested in the new face. "U-um.. Naia.." She was having a hard time focusing her attention to his face with Colie circling around the man before her, randomly taking points to top and smell him, "And this is Colie. I thought maybe.. she'd be helpful.."

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Her Zorua eventually lost interest in the man when he seemed to pay it no mind, almost with a fed up with huff he'd up turn its nose and made it's way back to it's owner's side. All the introductions were made so the real matter of things was to see exactly what they were dealing with. Naia had never seen a Naclstack before, and if you told her there were creatures in this shape, she wouldn't have believed you.

[break][break]"Yes, if trouble comes up. But let's hope this job goes smoothly, yeah?"

[break][break]Ah, Naia was hoping to avoid a fight, especially since she never fought with Colie before.. she really didn't want her to get hurt. It was just for a short moment Naia just imagined what it would be like if Colie got hurt, a quick flash of tension in her chest arisen, like mud. This feeling she'd just have to get used too.

[break][break]"Lets."

[break][break]If anything she liked that he was a man of few words, it was much easier to sit in silence than with someone annoying. As such she didn't feel the need to get a verbal command to get in the truck, just seeing him get ready to leave was just enough for her. It was the moment she opened the passenger side door, did Colie jump up onto the seat, her face pressed down into the chair as it was curiously exploring the smells. Naia was used to such behaviors and just pushed her over with her hip just to give herself room enough to sit down.

[break][break]As she was getting situated and buckled in, did she notice a shine from the corner of her eye, the objecting causing her to raise a brow. "Should.. I have brought a weapon..?" There was a chance that this could have not been his, maybe he worked as a plumber or this was a borrowed work truck.

[break][break]"I'm.. not much of a fighter, but I can at least patch you up."

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It was with terrifying precious how Dorian handled that knife, if Naia had any doubt about his alliance with her, she'd almost take this entire process a threat. Once the weapon was in her own hand, she had to try her hand at opening the blade, making sure to keep it a safe distance from herself then click-- the spring lock was far stranger than she expected and as such the resistance was just as strong. How privileged her life must have been for her to never have to handle such a weapon.

[break][break]"Thank you.."

[break][break]With those words she'd stuff the closed knife into her pocket, her eyes drafting off to the sights outside. To her, everything looked normal, but even so something did feel a bit off. Was it because she was being sensitive?

[break][break]"Remain calm."

[break][break]Naia turned to look at him with a raised brow, and then looked back out the window. It was weird that they were all wearing bandanas, and worse when they approached did she see the guns on them. A hand protectively went to scoop her Zorua off from her lap and down at her feet and out of sight, having a Pokémon was no different than brandishing a weapon.

[break][break]"Hand over the cargo, if you want to live!"

[break][break]"Cargo's in the back! Just don't kill us!"

[break][break]Instinctually Naia hovered her hands in the air, this really wasn't the first time she had been robbed and she was always told just to hand things over since they could be bought back but-- Wasn't this different? She didn't want to make any sudden moves, but she would look over at Dorian a bit confused. Why would we just hand everything over? Did he want her to do something while drawing attention to himself?

[break][break]"Smart move! Now don't move!"

[break][break]Maybe if she should somehow signal to Coli--

[break][break]It was the screams at first, the possibility of something far more dangerous than these men instantly set Naia into fright or flight. I the she was about to spin around to see what was happening did Dorian grab the arm of the man beside him and pulled it in. The sound of the shot rang inside the car, and Naia froze. Did she get hit? The blood splatter at her window ran her blood cold, but in a matter of seconds she realized it was on the wrong side.

[break][break]They have guns.

[break][break]Such an obvious fact, she had seen them before, but now it was a real threat. With trembling hands, Naia managed to fumble her seatbelt off, and wing open the door. Of course she wasn't graceful when she exit out of the truck, quite literally tripping over the seat belt and landing near the man bleeding out. Her first and only thought was to get the gun out of his hands which wasn't a hard feat with him being more preoccupied with his wound.

[break][break]He wasn't going to make it. Give it a couple more minutes at most and he'll bleed out, but now that she was outside of the truck the sounds of screams and yelling her blending together to a chaotic cacophony. Amongst the crowd, and far too close for comfort she heard, "--ucking bitch."

[break][break]How did they get there so fast? Maybe they were already here. Before she thought of protecting herself she knew she needed to toss the gun. The only spot she felt save was back into the truck behind her, if anything she knew she wasn't strong enough to keep that gun in her hands if it came to a scramble. How fortunate they went to grab her head first, from how she pushed her hair up into her cap it make it easily slip off from her head.

[break][break]With her precious seconds she just gained, Naia reached into her pocket pulling out her newly acquired knife. All it took was a click and the blade already sunk into his leg with horrifying ease. The agonizing howl of the man gave Naia the green light to escape, however as she spun around to jump into the trunk she failed to understand the power of adrenaline. The grip on her leg, ripped her back out like out of a horror movie.

[break][break]Within seconds she was back on the ground, spinning around to fight them only led to having hands on her neck instead. She had ten seconds before she passed out, and time was ticking. She needed him off, with him being over her, it was hard to contort her body in a way to get her legs up and in-between them, leaving the blade in his leg. Her head was getting fuzzy, the heavy beating sensation of her heart was up in her throat. How many seconds did she have left? And just barely she could touch the hilt of the blade.

[break][break]Just a bit more--

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Fuck.. Was she going to pass out?

[break][break]the lightheadedness was starting to reach down to her fingers, she couldn't tell if she was running out of strength but even with the struggling she couldn't even feel that knife anymore. But even with her blurred vision she could vaguely tell that another person had showed up; she barely even had the energy to be panicked if maybe Dorian got over powered by himself. But just as quickly as despair set in so did hope when her attackers hands were forcefully ripped from her neck.

[break][break]Instantly Naia lurched to the side, her body desperately choking back the air into her lungs. While her body was fighting back functionality, she could feel the man struggling and fighting; to her that meant the fight wasn't over. However as she turned back around Naia bare witness to the sickening twist and crack of his neck, and then momentary silence. It wasn't until then did her puffed up and terrified Zorua inched out from the vehicle to make it over to Naia's side, Colie doing her best to make herself as small as possible while she hid under Naia's arm.

[break][break]Naia flinched at both the sound and sight of their attacker's body falling to the ground, the mere idea that just seconds ago this helpless shell of a person was attacking her. Sudden movement and sounds put Naia on edge, not excluding the stretched out hand for her. Hesitant she'd look from his hand to his chin, almost too scared to see what sort of expression he'd make before taking a hold of it and getting back up onto her feet.

[break][break]Colie terrifyingly whimpering and yipping as it tried to use the space in between Naia's feet as shelter. "Thank..s" She was originally going to say thank you, but the pain caused her to round it off into one word instead. Despite her temporary instability she still carefully reached down to pick up her Colie, her hands and arms instantly greeted with panicked and desperately licks and nuzzles. "There's.. a gun in the car.."

[break][break]Probably everywhere at this point. This.. wasn't what she signed up for, but now she can't back out now that she's here. Looking back at the chaos, Naia couldn't even tell if they were winning or not. "...is the cargo okay?"

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"Cargo's fine."

[break][break]She thought she would feel fine after those words, but relief didn't come so easily, from the corner of her eye she could see something slowly crawl towards her foot. Her gaze fixating on it to see it was the blood finally pooling from the man who got shot earlier; it was obvious he was dead. She had half the mind to move her foot away, but even if she did it wasn't like she could avoid things as they were right now.

[break][break]The periodic sting of her Zorua's little claws digging into her arms as in a panic it spun around in her arms, a war in it's small mind on if it should protect it's owner or itself; helped Naia stay at least somewhat grounded in reality. Colie's purpose on this mission had already passed, Naia only wanted to bring her into this to use as a distraction--not for bloodshed.

[break][break]"Sorry, Colie."

[break][break]Those were the last words her Zorua would hear before Naia would force her back inside her pokeball. Perhaps something clicked in Naia's head, if anything after all of the stress and fear had reached a breaking point she just felt numb again. It was the same when she found herself with a dead patient, what mattered more was the clean up now. Seeing how there was still a fight brewing, Naia only had one other Pokémon she knew she could use. Her actions weren't animated, but instead with a calm precision she summoned her Espurr within her arms.

[break][break]"Protect them for now."

[break][break]Without so much of a cry or holler, the creature would reach up it's little arms tagging the pokemon it deemed to be in the thick of it all with REFLECT, before it's nine yard stare would shift to the next. This time, rather than using the same move, LIGHTSCREEN was placed instead bloistering it's defense for now. Naia's arms would pull in her small espurr into her chest, it's only reaction being a tiny squeak of a 'pur'. Surely this fight wasn't going to go on for much longer.

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[newclass=".minimal .milkycredit"]font-size:15px; position:absolute; z-index:99; left: 103px; bottom:10px; border-radius:100px; color:var(--accent); opacity:0.6; } .minimal .milkycredit a { transition:0.5s all; color:#212121; } .minimal .milkycredit a:hover { transition:0.5s all; color:var(--accent)!important; [/newclass]

[newclass=.minimal .pokeclass] position:absolute; right:95px; bottom:-30px; [/newclass]
[newclass=.minimal .pokeclass img]background:#2b2b2b;border-radius:100px; border:1px solid #solid 1px #232323; border:1px solid #232323; margin-top:-30px; transition:1.5s; margin-left:8px; box-shadow:2px 2px transparent; padding:0px 0px 12px 0px; [/newclass]
[newclass=.minimal .pokeclass img:hover]background:var(--accent); transition:1s all; box-shadow:2px 2px #232323 [/newclass]
[newclass=.minimal]position:relative;[/newclass]