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i used to dream in the dark of palisades park

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Cee
She/Her
30 years old
July 27th
Castelia City, Unova
Heteroflexible
Lawyer
Clerk
do i care
if i survive this?
5'7" height
5'7" height
the art of jabbing knives is hereditary
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Cecilia Brooks
static shock [c]
POSTED ON Nov 20, 2024 7:28:21 GMT
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The fluorescent lights hummed overhead, casting a sterile glow over the labyrinthine halls of Rocket HQ. Cecilia adjusted the weight of the legal files in her arms, their edges neatly aligned despite the chaotic scrawl of incriminating details within. She moved briskly, her heels clicking against the polished floor, a cadence too steady to betray the unease curling in her stomach.

This place always reeked of bleach and bad intentions. The scent clung to her like an unshakable shadow. But she kept her expression neutral, her practiced confidence a shield against the calculating gazes of passing grunts and executives alike.

Ahead, a pair of grunts leaned casually against the wall, their conversation halting as Cecilia approached. One of them gave a low whistle, not of admiration but something more predatory. She didn’t flinch, meeting their eyes with the kind of cold, dismissive authority that made lesser men shrink.

"Nice load you're carrying there, Brooks," one drawled, nodding at the files. "Anything juicy?"

She didn’t break stride. "If you’re curious, I can always file a formal subpoena on your behalf," she shot back, her tone laced with venomous sweetness. The grunt laughed nervously, and she was gone before he could think of a retort.

As Cecilia rounded a corner, the hall grew quieter, the ambient buzz of voices and machinery fading. Her destination loomed ahead—a small quiet room with just the right amount of silence for her to focus.

The door hissed open as she pressed the panel, revealing the stark interior of the room: a table, a few chairs, and the faint whiff of cigarette smoke from whoever had been there before her. She set the files down, exhaling slowly. This was her role now—cleaning up their messes, justifying the unjustifiable. And she was good at it.

Too good.

Cecilia’s eyes flicked to the files she’d carried. Inside were depositions, doctored financial records, and evidence that screamed guilt from every page. A part of her wanted to shred them, to march out and expose the rot in this organization. But her debts, her addiction, her life—they all whispered against it.

She tugged a chair out and sat, smoothing her blazer with a practiced motion. The polished exterior she wore was a far cry from the frayed edges beneath. But for now, it was enough.

Her pen tapped against the table, rhythm steady, almost soothing. Time to get to work.

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Sage, Morgan, Enigma
they/them/theirs
17
March 23rd
Unknown
bi-curious
Aspiring ninja
associate
5’7” height
5’7” height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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sage morgan
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POSTED ON Nov 21, 2024 6:59:40 GMT
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If someone had told them a few years ago that they would’ve aligned themselves with Team Rocket, they would’ve laughed at that person. Hell, they probably would’ve laughed that person out of the building. It’s interesting how much something can change in such a short amount of time. How much someone can change in such a short amount of time.
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They had changed so much in such a short amount of time. From a sweet, gentle kid who couldn’t even fathom the thought of hating someone to someone who was out for blood. Someone who wanted so dearly for those who had ruined their lives to pay. And for them, that was only two people; well, one was more at fault than the other, which was why they wanted to have eyes and ears at the local gambling joints, considering the person they were looking for was known for his gambling addiction.
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As luck would have it, they had just been told that one of their colleagues who hung out at gambling joints was in headquarters. Well, okay, they hadn’t exactly been told that information; they had just happened to overhear a conversation on the subject. Not that it really mattered how they had come across the information.
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All that mattered was that they might’ve just found an answer to their problems. Now they just had to figure out where exactly she was. Which might just be easier said than done.
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Okay, so it actually hadn’t been as hard as they thought it would be. It actually wasn’t hard at all. Basically, the first person they had asked had told them where she had gone. They had been hoping for more of a challenge.
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Oh well…
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Resisting the urge to sigh, they went on their way. Moving almost soundlessly through the corridors, they finally reached their destination, a room that could be used for someone seeking solitude. Or, in their case, a private conversation.
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Not bothering to announce their presence, because they wanted to see how aware she was of her surroundings, and partly because they didn’t see the point in announcing their presence, they slipped quietly into the room.
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“Just the person I’m looking for,” they said after a few beats of silence.[break]

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jinnjei

Cee
She/Her
30 years old
July 27th
Castelia City, Unova
Heteroflexible
Lawyer
Clerk
do i care
if i survive this?
5'7" height
5'7" height
the art of jabbing knives is hereditary
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Cecilia Brooks
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POSTED ON Nov 21, 2024 7:44:08 GMT
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The voice cut through the fog of concentration like a scalpel, and Cecilia looked up sharply. There, in the doorway, stood a figure she'd never seen before — though something about their stance seemed familiar. Green hair. Mask obscuring part of their face. Eyes fixed intently on her.

For one irrational moment, panic spiked along her veins. Someone had followed her again. But no, this stranger hadn't the look of an investigator or a journalist seeking dirt. They didn't wear the smugness of a rival firm’s mole. There was an oddness to their posture and directness.

'Just the person I'm looking for,' they said after a beat too long of silence, shattering the illusion of potential anonymity.

And perhaps because she was weary, because she expected another round of accusations or threats, she leaned back in her seat instead of standing and played her cards close. "Do we know each other?" she asked coolly, letting her pen tap staccato rhythms of impatience. "Because if I owe you money, I hope you brought a receipt."

It was always owed money, angry victims, or desperate grunts, and Arceus knew that Cecilia loved to roll the dice. That only left the person in front of her to decide what side of history they lie on in regards to Cecilia's torrid state of affairs.

Sighing, Cecilia brought a nail up to her face to inspect it closely. "And do make it quick," she murmured. "My schedule was meant to be devoid of impromptu meetings today."

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