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She was gonna hurt someone. [break][break]

Alright, no. She wasn't going to actually hurt someone, but the offer was tempting. Tantilizing, even. But, unfortunately, she recieved specific orders to bring the people back alive. Alive - could you believe that? What if her Salazzle had a field day, and went 'oh, whoops, I burnt his face off lol'? And what? They decided to screw around and toss a mission onto some other grunts because some higher ups messed up? They should be the ones taking responsibility, damn it. Ah, but no. Good vibes here, Jennifer. She didn't want to go scaring the poor captives off, more than they already were. It was most likely that they didn't know the faces of the people sent to look for them, especially since they left just a little bit ago. Naturally, she figures that they think that they're being chased. [break][break]

The woman snuffs softly, shinx perched on her shoulder while purring softly. He rubs his cheek against hers and, though reluctant, she sighs and begins to begrudgingly rub her finger against the Shinx's cheek. God dammit, she hated it when he was trying to be cute like this. It gave her a reason to not be a bitch. Or bitch about things, as amusing as it was. "... God damn you, being cute~"[break][break]

She was also told that she'd be getting a partner for this, even though she was fairly confident on being able to pull this off herself (egotistical was putting it lightly; someone needed to knock a few inches off the feet of the high horse she rode in). Eh.. More people meant more fire power, and she couldn't complain if things actually got messy enough to that point. [break][break]

For the time being, the woman leans against the fence at the entrace of the route, not too far a ways from the cycling road. Her issue, on the other hand, was whether or not their targets took the grassy route or the cycling route. But she let the waiting speak for herself; if this were something far urgant, they would have sent someone higher than a grunt to finish the job. So... Probably safe to think that they decided to take the long way around.

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a loud yawn was uttered upon his arrival. liepard stood upon the side of the male dressed as a punk. "let's get this over with." another yawn escaped his mouth. he'd look over to the girl with a tired expression--blank. he'd raise a single hand, and said, "yo." as he examined her from top to bottom, she had a pretty nice body. but her expression screamed 'bothersome', 'a drag', and 'not worth the effort'.

he'd turn his head to the side, uttering, "i wanna go home." he felt the troubling aura emanating from her. her energy was just too much for the male. but, with a sigh, he had no choice. he'd come to stand at the female's side, looking straight ahead. "can't you tell which way they went?" it was so easy, what was she, a numskull? rocket had enough of those already. he didn't need to be partnered up with another.

anything was better than this. he'd yawn as loud as possible once again. pointing toward the grassy route, he'd at least do her the honor of gracing her a hint. go ahead, take all the credit numskull.

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 7:05:46 GMT

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... What the hell?[break][break]

All he did was walk into her sight, and she felt like punching the guy in the face. Though there were a lot of people she whose company she could have gone without, she.. Really didn't like the vibe this guy gave off. It reeked of contempt, degradation and - something most hateful - laziness. But, she holds herself back. After all, it was rude to send a glare to a guy you just meet. She raises her free hand, the other one gently scratching and petting the Shinx on her shoulder. "Hey." she says, with little urgancy in her tone while pushing herself off the fence piket. [break][break]

"Don't look at me like that." She shrugs her shoulders, paired with the retort and near bite in her tone. "Like that," she points, tilting her head while furrowing her brows slightly. "Like I'm some dumb ditz. Stop it." She pulls out two pokeballs - one to recall her shinx, while the other was being tossed and caught in her hand. "It was already obvious, unless they could fit a bike in their bags." She adds with a soft sigh, throwing the pokeball up to let out a staraptor that lets out a louder squawk. [break][break]

"We both wanna go home," she shrugs, yet narrowing her eyes slightly with that slight distaste. Was he looking down on her? She could feel it - she saw the obvious, not-so-obvious hint he sent her way at his yawn. "So we finish this quickly." She just didn't like the vibe this guy gave. Physique and face? Not bad. Attitude and first impressions? Give him a three outta ten at best. [break][break]

With a snap of her fingers, the staraptor turns to face his trainer. He begins to slowly crouch down a bit, properly nesting before Jennifer climbs onto the back of the large bird pokemon. She tilts her head towards her.. Partner, today. "... Well? Get on." She says, while gently patting the space behind her on the Staraptor. He was a strong boy. He could carry the both of them.

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 7:32:25 GMT

was it that obvious? guess he had to work on that. "or they could've stolen one during their escape." monotonously zombie calmly responded. clearly they didn't or there'd be some form of track marks left. he examined the concreted surface carefully just to be sure as the female rocket continued her babbling.

it was then the sound of a pokeball captured his attention. he'd lift his head to see the female call forth a staraptor. the cool winged pokemon with the red strip in his hair--it befitted her. like trainer, like pokemon she also had the brain of a bird as he stared her with a blank expression, eyes squinted as he stared at her--judgingly. was she serious?

"unless you want your staraptor to fly, you better keep the passengers to a minimum--my guess? one. because that thing isn't going anywhere if we add a second party on top of it." standing from his knelt position. zombie would say, "we'll follow you on foot. liepard will keep up with you." reaching into his pocket, he'd toss an earpiece at the girl. "i picked up a spare on the way just in case we had to split up." pointing to his right ear, he'd instruct, "put it on. we'll communicate this way. you high, i go low." walking past the female rocket, he'd add, "name's zombie."

introducing himself. he didn't take the opportunity to look back as he walked by the female. not caring so much for her name, but, had she given her own, he'd still hear her and would be able to remember it. "if you find them, give good direction and don't have us going around in circles."

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Yes, she was totally serious.[break][break]

She was sure that Acer would be able to carry the both of them - near definite, really. But, seeing that he was still unsure and still pushed that her pokemon couldn't? Eh.. It'd be easier to give him that win. For the sake of not dragging this out longer than she should, she obeys. Reluctantly - visibly reluctantly - but she obeys. The fact that this mission was quite time sensitive was the main reason she wasn't trying to pick a fight here, and now. [break][break]

She glances to the liepard, an elegant pokemon who seemed to be staring at her and her pokemon. Yeah, she didn't like the look in that pokemon's eyes, either. She could never put her finger on it, but her gut feeling was usually right. Most of the time. She decided to trust it and, with a shrug, she gently strokes her staraptor's feathers. Immediately, however, she manages to catch the earpiece that was lazily tossed over to her. Jennifer stares at it, quietly, for a little bit before grumbling softly to herself. [break][break]

He may have been lazy and he may have given her an off vibe, but she couldn't deny the fact that he was competent. Maybe she didn't give him enough credit? Or maybe this was a flunk, and she was right to be wary. [break][break]

.. Whatever. She wasn't going to dwell in the details of it.[break][break]

She adjusts the earpiece so it fit in snug. Her only response to that suggestion of one of them taking the air, and the other taking the ground, was a thumbs up. Not wanting to waste.. TOo much time, since the two of them had rambled for a bit, she gently nudges at the staraptor with the side of her foot. She holds on, bird pokemon eventually leeting loose and shooting to the sky so that they could take a look from above. Whilst in the air, she takes out a pair of binoculars that she grabbed before coming out to the mission to being her search. [break][break]

"Jennifer." She responds through the earpiece, leaning forwards on the staraptor's back to continue her search. "When I find them, I'll let you know." ... Mmn.. But maybe it would have been smart of her to bring along her Fletchinder. It'd give them another pair of eyes in the sky, but it was a bit too late for that, now. [break][break]

Thankfully, there wasn't much she needed to be searching for. The grassy route under the cycling road wasn't crowded, so movements and people wouldn't be difficult to spot. "Hey, Zombie." she tunes in, but keeps her eyes on the route "Keep an eye on the water, too. In case they surfed. I can't see that well under the road."

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 20:16:28 GMT

jennifer? he'd jot that down in memory. following the grassy trail. liepard sniffed the patch of greenery before them. lowering his head to get a whiff of the many preys scent. as he examined the field of grass, there were footsteps revealing themselves via bent tips and crushed patches upon the grassy field.

"we're pretty much nearing the escapees, jenny." that wasn't her name, but it was troublesome to say 'jennifer'. he'd, once more, say it again, "jenny," a lazy tone, "since you have higher ground..." and actual want to do this, "...your staraptor has the best visibility to see them. you should be coming into contact with one of the two escapees right now." that's right, two. based on the footprints uncovered there were two people attempting to flee.

though, one of them, would be hiding somewhere nearby. zombie halted briefly, examining his surrounding. "wow, normally when people escape they work and keep together. but these two clearly split apart." the person jenny would be pursuing had been left to act as a decoy--bait if you will. the other escapee was near zombie. he just couldn't predict where. "how depressing, the goal was to make us capture one person while the other could escape." it would've worked, but there were a third set of footprints running off to the side.

whichever footprint we noticed first would give the other escapee enough time to getaway. "smart move! but sadly their deception failed. you have fun capturing that other escapee, i'm gonna go find the other one who should be nearby hiding."

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POSTED ON Jun 25, 2019 21:07:19 GMT

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"So you're telling me that three of them escaped?" [break][break]

Well, that sucked. He could hear her as she blew a raspberry, glaring through the binoculars with her slight frown. "Wonderful, more work.." She grumbles softly, gently nudging at her staraptor to descend closer to the route. He'd be able to see the girl on her staraptor if he looked into the air but, otherwise, the decoy wouldn't have been able to see a girl sitting on top of the pokemon. Thankfully, she comes to fins a figure, running like their life depends on it, through the grass, twigs and bushes. She grins, not knowing that she hadn't turned off the communication. "... Heh. These guys are kind of stupid, though. The route's a one way, after all." No trees, no cover. The only kind of cover was uder that wasn't even reassuring for safety. With that, she kicks at her staraptor on the side. "Agility, down. Lets give the girl a frieght." [break][break]

"You have fun with sniffing out the shmuck." She can be heard through the wind, as Acer swooped down to the ground. One hand holds on to keep herself stable, while she gently bites upon the hem of her glove to pull it down and prep herself. The poor woman was trying her best to run, like she had a place to run to. Like she had a place to hide, worthless little hope that Jennifer actucally found amusing. It was the same expression her servants used to show when she was still locked up in that little room. [break][break]

It made her blood boil. [break][break]

"Yo, Zombie," She starts, a grin taking her features as she eyes the runaway. "... just gonna say, sorry for whatever you hear from this one." she clutches onto a pokeball with her gloved hand and, immediately, her snorunt pops out to rest on the staraptor's back. "Oh, and and I wanted to ask--" She trails off slighlty, while tryign to hold onto the staraptor chasing the woman. "You good with a bit of hail, or should I not?" ah, clarification, since he was probably gonna think her an idiot for starting something like that while in the air. [break][break]

"After I get down. I'm good with a bit of snow and ice."

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"no you baf--" he'd rest the palm of his hand upon his forehead--maybe he explained it poorly. "just focus on getting the one you see." there were only two. they made it seem like there were three, but it was a false track. the third tracks zombie found running off trail were suppose to be hidden, but the other escapee forgot to clean up the third tracks. there were two tracks: one the female and the that followed the female jennifer had been pursuing via flight. the second tracks came to an abrupt stop, but the female jennifer had been pursuing continued. thus indicating that she was only pursuing one person, but he didn't need to tell her that. she'd figure it out soon enough.

"liepard, fetch." he told his feline pokemon who ran off within a different direction to capture the other who was hiding somewhere nearby; after all, like jennifer thought, there's only one route. he despised cowardice men.

afterwards, another response was received from jennifer. "ah? sorry?" he repeated, "hail?" was she going to make an unpleasant shift in the weather for one measly person. he knew it, the women of rocket were trouble. they brought trouble, unwanted trouble. he minded yet did not mind the cold. but could he stop such a hotheaded person?

probably not. with a sigh, he'd respond as he'd look into the air. watching her from afar, zombie replied, "just don't cause too much damage. i'd like to not deal with any troublesome league idiots." plus this was a new shirt, he'd hate to get bloodstain on it. "do whatever you want with the girl, even if you have to break her legs and drag her back by the strands of her hair."

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"No you baf--" foon. he didn't need to finish that for her to catch it. [break][break]

"Well, I assumed that when you said 'capture one, let the other one go.'" She sighs softly, leaning back on the staraptor with the shrug of her shoulders. "I assumed that you'd be getting one, I'd be getting one, and we'll be letting the last one escape. Or.. Whatever." She tries to justify herself, medicorely at best. One she sees, which was a woman who was trying her best to run on ahead. Unfortunately for her, Jenny's Staraptor was far faster than her, so she could, really, run all she wanted. All she needed to do was be discreet, lest she wanted some league officers or.. Whoever, to meddle in with their business. Granted, part of her thought that it would contribute to the thrill. After all - finishing this mission, just like this, with little to no interferance, was never fun, was it? [break][break]

But, as they both said earlier, she wanted to go home quickly. If she recalls, she still has an appointment made by someone to see the beautician herself. She intended to use that hail so that her snorunt could get that good blizzard in and turn the captive into an ice cube, but.. Yeah. She let the image and the ease of it get in the way of her better judgement. "Alright, alright-- This baffoon won't go ahead and turn this place into a winter wonderland." not in the summer, that is. If this were winter, maybe it'd be less suspicious. Granted, it'd be suspicious to find a girl on her staraptor in the air if it weren't summer or spring. "Don't get your feathers ruffled." [break][break]

She descends with her staraptor, calling out after close enough. "Ah, are you alright-- Oh, gosh! You look like a mess!" She starts, immediately jumping off the Staraptor to run up to the woman. Her snorunt was on her shoudler and - since Jennifer wasn't in her rocket uniform, yet still somewhat formal attire - was able to approach carefully after the woman seemed on edge, jumpy, and tense. Jennier raised her hands a bit, eyes widened as she tries to feign both surprise and concern. "O-Oh, wait! Please, don't be scare. I'm a cadet who was making my normal patrol rounds!" she stammers, adding even the slightest trace of concern in her voice. "I-I didn't mean to frighten you.. U-Uhm, hold on, I have my badge somewhere.." The woman was still staring at her, guard slowly being let down as Jennifer mentioned her "badge". [break][break]

from that distance, she held up a badge. Something that looked like a badge, something that she, purposely, made to look like one. The contents, however, were blurred. it forced the woman to walk closer, albeit cautiously, to try and get a better look at the badge. Jennifer, holding the badge, tilted her head slightly. She couldnt see it? Of course she couldn't, because she made it to trick the eyes. Jennifer takes a step closer, and another, then another - slowly. [break][break]

Upon getting close enough, her reassuring smile twists into a smirk and, in that same moment, her Snorunt immediatly blew a hefty wind of POWDER SNOW at the woman's feet. Ice rapidly formed around her feet and the ground, the numbling cold having slowed down what would have been her reaction time. She's about to scream, but Jennifer dashes forwards with that same grin on her face. Her gloved hand is shoved into the woman's face as she jabs her fingers into the woman's mouth - two fingers pressing against the top of her tongue while her other, ungloved hand had dropped the "badge" and was held against her neck. Soft gagging could be heard from Jennifer's side of the connection.[break][break]

"You scream, and I'll burn that tongue off~"

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POSTED ON Jun 26, 2019 4:20:17 GMT

what had been going on upon jennifer's end didn't sound pleasant--in fact it sounded sadistic even. was she always this crazy? he hoped the other members of rocket weren't as crazy as her. it's always the crazy ones that overdo it and were bound to get them caught one day.

zombie wouldn't be surprised if the girl was apart of some crazy cult. the last thing he'd want is her screaming about some god in his ear. the gagging coming from her side was already annoying. turning toward the direction liepard had returned from. the pokemon dragged a human male by the collar. "good girl." he casually smiled. the gagging noise remaining within his ear.

he'd finally respond, "i'm going to start heading back early. would you mind doing us a favor and not killing your captive, please? i'm most likely to receive the back end of your mistake than you are." because he wasn't going to deny nor go the effort to say that it was her fault. "seriously, women are all so troublesome." and so with his captive in tow. he'd begin to make his way back.

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