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POSTED ON Oct 2, 2024 18:07:01 GMT

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the road before rosemary is pockmarked and scarred, a testament to the suffering and strife that's taken place on this very soil. despite the relative silence in the air, despite the calm, there is an undeniable tension. rosemary does what she can to ignore it, to only focus on the task at hand: courier ten black market rifles to the address scrawled on the wrinkled piece of paper tucked into her back pocket. (and figure out a way to blow off some steam afterwards, of course. run a bath, read a book, lounge beneath her weighted blanket.)[break][break]

the scenery all around her is achingly beautiful. lush greens and earthy browns, far off city skylines wrought with dark clouds. even when the worst happens, nature finds a way to persevere. it's just the way of things. she tightens her grip on the wheel, the leather of her gloves creaking as she does so. they're an old habit of hers, driving gloves. whenever she has to drive for long periods of time, she slips them on for comfort.[break][break]

hopefully she's not walking into a trap. route 102 has been quiet, aside from the brief conflicts occuring near the petalburg woods. intel indicates that she should be safe tonight, and it's crucial that these guns are moved from point A to point B while the coast is clear. also in the note is a kind message from her father—these weapons aren't a part of lovelace's official inventory. they're not to be traced back to him. they're her responsibility.[break][break]

the sun is beginning to set as she nears the outskirts of petalburg city. ironically, once a nature-Loving city rivalling even that of fortree, the suburban paradise became another battleground like so many other places. what was once peoples' homes is now a warzone. rosemary finds herself feeling guilty for not feeling more for the locals. fortunately, or unfortunately rather, her father had instilled in her a good poker face. any hint of uncertainty in her gaze is kept behind an iron-clad exterior.[break][break]

irony doesn't keep her mind busy for long though, because right as she's passing through route 102, the familiar sound of a tire popping makes her heart sink into her stomach. she lets out a shaky exhale through her nose, pulling over. she leaves the engine running as she gets out of the car to take a look, combing her hair behind her ear with shaking fingers.[break][break]

rosemary takes in a sharp breath through her nose, crouching to appraise the slash and shard of metal gutting her tire. there's no way she's making it to petalburg on that. the girls in her trunk have a good chance of being found if she's caught, as she's just driving on the main road with no pretense. so this looks bad. real bad. real, real bad.[break][break]

fuck. how does she get out of this?

minjun hak[break][break]

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minjun's father had once said to him, if it's not safe everywhere, then it's not safe anywhere. as a child, minjun would insist that this was just his father's paranoid way of looking at the world and nothing else. now, as a grown man, minjun sees the truth in his father's words. [break][break]

nowhere in hoenn is safe from team rocket. even in the quietest of nights, there are people plotting in the shadows, or looking to bring about change (good or bad seemingly doesn't matter anymore, just that something changes at all). and yet, a small reprieve in the fighting is not enough to grant mercy to those who are tangled in the war's tragic webs. minjun won't be satisfied until he's sure that no one will need his help tonight. [break][break]

his greatest concern is that civilians will get themselves into trouble at this hour. though every part of him wants to stop moving and rest, he can't convince himself that it's time for a break. [break][break]

thankfully, his bird pokemon have better eyesight than he ever will. his corvisquire scans for threats from the air, and soon enough signals with a sharp cry that something (or someone) is up ahead. minjun sees a car pulled off to the side of the road, together with a stranger who appraises the damage done to the tires. minjun approaches the scene cautiously, but the sound of the running engine, coupled with the stench of burnt rubber, tells him this accident happened recently. [break][break]

sympathy swells in his chest. before the war, it was stressful enough to deal with issues like these. now, during tumultuous times, minjun can't imagine what an inconvenience like that would do to anyone's nerves, including his own. "are you alright? my pokemon couldn't help but notice the commotion." he speaks softly, so as not to startle the stranger any more than he already might have, yet it doesn't take long for his genuine concern to bleed into mild suspicion, instead. [break][break]

"but it's not entirely safe to be out here alone." unless you're not the type of person who's worried about being safe, in the first place. and while minjun is focused on appraising the other for injuries or signs of stress, his eyes can't help but wander towards the backseats, and inevitably, the trunk. [break][break]

he tries not to get ahead of himself, he really does. and yet... [break][break]

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rosemary has known many things. she's known how to aim since she was ten, how to hold her liquor since her teen years, how to keep her breathing steady when she's having a dizzy spell and nobody can know. but she's never known how to deal with people.[break][break]

especially not now, with ten black market rifles laying in her backseat and one of the region's protectors approaching her from the other side of the road. her breath catches in her throat, pulse rising. the man's words fall upon her ears with as much grace as the shard of metal in her tire. frankly, they're just about as welcome too.[break][break]

the worst part is how innocent he sounds. how can he spare sympathy for anybody when hoenn's so far gone already? worry makes her mouth taste like dry copper. she runs a hand through her hair nervously, mind racing. "ah, y-yeah." she barely manages, forcing a steady exhale through her nose. "my tire popped. guess i hit a piece of debris, or something."[break][break]

rosemary desperately wants to glance towards her trunk. not because she needs to check that the weapons are still there, or out of some unconscious desire to have her intentions be figured out, but because her fingers are itching to grab one and bolt. tension roils through her body like slow electricity as she becomes acutely aware that if she's gonna get out of this, it's not gonna be with minjun's assistance. the tire is in her trunk, beneath an enormous amount of contraband.[break][break]

if rosemary's name gets out, her father won't think twice about exiling her like the rest of her family. and if she can't take her meds anymore, she won't make it. her lungs have already suffered enough today.[break][break]

her vision narrows, all fight or flight instinct springing to the forefront of her mind. suddenly it's harder to breathe. rosemary dips a shaky hand into her pocket for her pistol. still forcing herself to breathe slowly, she holds the gun limp at her side, obscured from minjun's view by her body. she discreetly unlocks the safety. hopefully he won't try anything. it would be so much easier if he just-[break][break]

"hey, uh." she interrupts her own thoughts with a shaky interjection, looking at minjun now with wide eyes. despite her best efforts, she knows they're tinged with fear, only barely abated by the security of her pistol, now raised and pointed directly at the ranger. "i really don't wanna do this, but i can't let you interfere. i don't want any trouble, i just need to deliver my cargo. so i'm going to back up to the trunk and get the tire and start changing it out. okay?" it's a long, rambling request, all things considered, but there's a faint undercurrent of desperation in her voice that brings a stronger word to mind.[break][break]

a plea.

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POSTED ON Oct 10, 2024 17:31:45 GMT

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she's just as nervous as he is. minjun is certain of it. clearly, he'd caught her at a bad an awkward time. clearly, it would've been better if he never approached her at all. [break][break]
"the roads are still dangerous. i'm sorry about your tire." he wants to say something like, i could help you with that, but instead bites his tongue. it's not that he couldn't actually help her, because he could, but because he knows he shouldn't. [break][break]
he never could play dumb when it counted most. perhaps that's what separates him from the other more experienced rangers before him: captain Elise Calcifet , for one, who'd been nothing but calm and unaffected in every instance he'd seen her, or elite ranger Josh Devlin , for another, who'd been diligent and straightforward in stressful situations like this one, both of them unmoved by misplaced sympathy or thoughts of indecision that minjun now faces. [break][break]
it's a familiar sentiment: if only you could be more like them. if he could even channel a fraction of their strength in this moment, then that would be enough to get him through.[break][break]
he doesn't notice the guns — either the ones in the trunk or the one tucked away from view behind rosemary's figure — but he doesn't have to. this strange dance of electric anxiety and doubtful shadows comes to an end the moment that rosemary speaks a second time. "i see." his heart sinks to his stomach. he doesn't want trouble, either. [break][break]
but he can't let her go so easily. "and what if you didn't have any cargo?" a disparate wish born of a divided heart. he blames team rocket for a lot of things, but leaving involved parties with their hands tied is not one of them. "neither of us could do what the others expect of us, and yet..." [break][break]
minjun's corvisquire trusts this woman even less than he does. the bird narrows its eyes, putting up a scary face in an attempt to scare her off. a warning. "i feel like that's not the case for us." [break][break]

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POSTED ON Oct 12, 2024 3:31:48 GMT

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she's more grateful than he'll ever know for minjun's lack of action. if only it were so simple. while the feeling isn't exactly what she would call love (god knows that's not a luxury people like her are allowed to enjoy), rosemary finds herself forced to regard minjun with a grudging sort of reverence. a kindling of comradery beneath the flames of conflict.[break][break]

the crow pokemon is right to mistrust her. but rosemary didn't have the chance to properly trust anybody for years. maybe if her luck were different, they could've been something like allies.[break][break]

rosemary shakes her head, lowers the gun she now points at him a fraction of an inch. she wants to speak her piece too, it's only fair, but there's an invasive thought that demands attention from her mind. at this point, even breathing out is an inconvenience. "cargo's got nothing to do with that."[break][break]

she chances an unsteady step towards her trunk, gritting her teeth. "life is what it is. sometimes things just... have to be a certain way. not because of anything or anyone, it's just... life." it's painfully hard to say. her lips quiver in silent rebellion. still, there's something in her eye, a hidden resilience, that insists she's correct.[break][break]

perhaps she's speaking from personal experience. perhaps this is as close as the two will ever be to seeing eye to eye on the matter. regardless, the damage is already done. "i don't want this. but i've gone too far. the cargo i will deliver will end countless lives. but i cannot do anything to stop it." regret seeps into her voice, quiet and uninvited. the burden of duty weighs her down like rocks tied around her ankle. "and neither of us can afford any more missteps."[break][break]

she can't afford any more mercy, either, but as her eyes flick towards minjun's strange hawk pokemon, she offers it anyway. "all i want is to fix my tire and go. please don't stop me."[break][break]

with that being said, she inclines her head towards her trunk, raising an eyebrow in question. now it's up to minjun whether she'll walk or run.

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