Inside of an unremarkable house on the outskirts of Fallabor, two men would be idling around at a desk. One man was behind the desk, reading the screen of his cell phone, while the other, a larger and more intimidating man, was watching the door, looking completely bored. As he looked to see the other man on his sell phone, he would sneer at him. "Yo, you know you're not supposed to be fuckin' around on that thing, right?", he asked him. "Why not? Not like anything happens around here, 'sides from the mutts gettin' riled up over nothin'.", the man replied.

"Your funeral, pal.", the larger man scoffed. "Speakin' of the dogs, haven't heard a peep from 'em.", the larger man said, clearly suspicious. He would look out the window, only to see the dogs they posted around the perimeter were knocked unconscious. He would turn to his partner, an alarmed look in his eyes. "Shit, sound the alarm, I think we got-"

With a violent slam, a boot would kick the door to the building open. A lean man, standing taller than the other guard, would emerge, his one eye glowering at the two men. The larger man would attempt to charge the intruder, only to be greeted with a violent chop to the throat, causing him to gasp for air, before having his legs yanked out from under him. A vicious boot stomp to the head would render the man unconscious. As the man from behind the desk would produce a shotgun, an Electroweb would fire off from the Joltik sitting on his head, pinning the man down, and knocking him out with an electrical shock.

"Byte, bind the men!", the intruder would order the Joltik.

Thomas would hold the hands of the men together, starting with the larger man, before allowing Byte to do her thing, using String Shot to bind their hands together, while cocooning off their hands, and pinning them to their abdomens. After finishing off the second one, Thomas would pat the men down for any knives, guns, or ammo, before bringing out Brutus the Pangoro. The Gym Leader would look around for a couple of places to store the guards, before settling on a closet, and having Brutus toss them in.

After barricading them in with the desk, Thomas would take the shotgun left by the smaller man, taking out the shells, and looking for where they'd keep any others. At the very least, should they escape their bindings, and the barricade barring them into their makeshift cell, he didn't want them coming at him with the shotgun.

---

tags: Selena Desmarais
notes: Mission