Oscar looked up as someone approached, recognizing him to be his partner for this mission. Oscar narrowed his eyes at Abner's greeting/suggestion. His trust was not yet gained, but he didn't want to be rude and deny him outright. "Sounds like a good time, we'll see what my mood is after the mission huh?" Oscar pulled out his cigarette case and opened it toward Abner, offering him a lollipop.

"We haven't seen a single fucking snake and I'm already sick of them." Grievous agreed with his master, pushing himself away from the wall with his back and looking around. These fuckers had to be around here somewhere, wasn't this supposed to be an infestation? And then---

Hissss

Grievous twitched toward the noise and pointed. It came from an alleyway across the street. Oscar didn't hear the hiss, but seeing Grievous point made him curious.

"Looks like we got a lead, let's do some pest control." Oscar began to walk toward the alley.

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With the Noctowl's help, Grievous had no trouble locating the Ekans. Oscar barely got a view of it before Grievous blaze kicked it's skull in. "Whoa shit, where'd that come from?" Grievous leered at its master, his eyes filled with blood lust. That strike was for every brother these bastards took from him! Vengeance is his at last! Oscar leaned over to Abner, "So clearly my blaziken is going through something, I'm just gonna let him work it out. We'll stay out of his way." 

And stay out of his way he must, as a choir of hissing soon echoed across the alley. Oscar looked around but couldn't find a single one, where the fuck were they? Grievous knew, Grievous knew right away where these fuckers were. There was a dumpster within the alley, and Grievous began to stomp toward it. Witnessing this, Oscar put two and two together and slumped as Grievous grabbed the lid. "Grievous now come on they're gonna get every-" Grievous heaved the lid open, and a shit ton of Ekans poured out. 

Oscar shivered and backed away as the herd slithered down the alley toward them. "Grievous you better clean up these snakes you spilled!" Grievous cracked his knuckles and got right to work, blazing kicking the snakes with the fury of a thousand suns. It was almost sickening to watch, but he was too slow. He would need help to take them all out...

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Oscar leaned over to whisper an equally secret response, "That's very nice of her, she's a good Noctowl." Grievous continued his therapy, smashing snake after snake. He only stopped when he heard a louder hiss than usual. Oscar noticed it soon after, an enormous Arbok preparing to strike from behind. It indeed bit. Into Grievous's side, causing Oscar to pull out Grievous's pokeball. Grievous observed the Arbok woth annoyance before clasping it over the head crush clawing it. 

The Arbok let go immediately, shrieking in pain. Grievous grabbed it by the trunk of his body and started smacking it around like an old rug. Oscar put the pokeball back, he should have known Grievous was in no real danger. However they were coming upon a conundrum. In the back of his mind Oscar had hoped to grab a snake skin or two, seeing as how they're quite valuable on the black market. The way Grievous was going though, there won't be any skins in good enough condition to sell.

Oscar called out to Grievous, "Hey don't beat on that Arbok too hard, I wanna skin him." Grievous looked to Oscar and then back to the twitching Arbok. He pried opened its mouth, reached in as far as he could and--oh my fucking god. Oscar recoiled in both disgust and astonishment as Grievous de-boned the Arbok. It was the most metal thing he had ever seen, and Oscar's seen some shit. This was some mortal kombat bullshit, Oscar had no idea what to think as Grievous tossed the organ filled sack of skin to Oscar's feet. 

Oscar leaned in to whisper to Abner, "I want to apologize for that but I jave to be honest, kinda loved it." Oscar pulled out another pokeball and released Malum the Malamar. Malum looked coyly at his trainer and cooed quizzically. Oscar pointed to the skin, "Finish this please, I need the skin but no everything else. You can do what you want with the rest." Malum cooed with excitement, grabbing the skin with his tentacles and pulling it away.

This was a weird day.

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Grievous looked to the Noctowl as it perched next to him, giving it a coy smile and raising his eyebrows. If it was one thing he appreciated in this cold senseless world, it was a sexy bird. He leaned on the alley wall as he tried to lay down some sweet mating calls, only to be recalled into his pokeball by Oscar.

"Yeah no, this is why you don't get to go to the daycare anymore." God damn Grievous and his hormones, Malum can do the rest. Speaking of, Malum came back holding a freshly cleaned Arbok skin. Oscar draped the morbid scarf over his shoulder, "Thanks Malum. You're the best." Malum chuckled, swatting a tentacle toward Oscar as if to say 'Oh you'. Oscar decided not to wonder where he put the organs and such, it was best not to think too hard when it came to Malum. 

Oscar peered over to Abner. He wasn't absolutely sure, but he felt like this guy was cool. Possible new asset? Perhaps, he would have to learn more about him. Oscar did his best to smile, "You know what? I wouldn't mind a drink. Let's wrap this up. Whoever kills the least buys the first round." Malum cooed as they set off, very excited to sabotage his master's bet.

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