bean
she/her
25
october 10th
ballonlea town
pansexual
folklorist
executive
we plot in the shadows & hang out in gallows
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siobhan burke
[m] don't be slow, poke!
POSTED ON Jul 11, 2021 18:05:00 GMT
there was already a headache forming, but now it turned into a bloody migraine. she tsk'ed at the Poachers' words, realizing the problem before Vic demanded they stop the car. see? even a League member could turn on you. it was foolish to stop the pickup right now, so she put more speed and distance between them. luckily, that did the trick. even the Golbat couldn't keep up and they hit Slateport fairly easily.
zooming into the front gate, the people around them jumped out of the way. she wasn't trying to hit anyone anyway. once they got in, the Poachers left them. unwilling to tangle so close to League borders. Siobhan would hit the brakes and wait for the vehicle to stop before jumping out herself. "there's no need to call the cops" she would say calmly to the Ranger.
rounding to the back of the vehicle, she inspected their supposed saved cargo. "I'm not a Rocket; nor is Mint" she goes on, bending down to pat one of the Slowpoke who looked a bit frazzled "I apprehended the Pokémon from Rocket at the Warehouse, then called Mint to help me deliver it. unless you want these poor abused Pokémon to wait to go to a sanctuary... feel free to call the cops."
Siobhan lifted her eyes to Vic, raising a brow in question. "the proper channels would take too long. who knows what'll happen if we wait? my contact is ready to take them now. they'll be on a plane to Alola come morning." she also dug into her belongings before pulling out a very convincing fake ID. thankfully all of Rocket carried them now.
it showed her as a worker at the Galarian Embassy.
mint frost + Victor Wexler 5/5 come out of your shell mission
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