Remi doesn't say a word until the truck is purring beneath her feet. She presses the buttons for heated steering and heated seats, and only then does she give the kid a pointed look.

"Grown men don't bitch about the cold when they have access to heated seats. And get your boots off my dash."

She does, however, turn up the heat and buckle herself in. With one glance over her shoulder, she pulls off of the side and leaves the tent behind. The road is bumpy at first but eventually smooths out. To drown out his inevitable complaints, she reaches over and cranks the music. And if at all he attempts to reach over and change it, he would get a slap across the back of his hand.

mission: cold caravan

@elliott

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From behind, somewhere in the near darkness where THEO BECKETT's WILL-O-WISPS can't reach, she can hear shouting and arguing and the sound of a very large Pokemon approaching. Far enough away that the dread only reaches the nape of her neck instead of the bottom of her boots, she holds fast to her wits and dutifully decides that really? the Rillaboom in the back of the line isn't her problem.

You snooze, you lose, right? Every man for themself?

Except.. that just isn't who she is. Lone wolf or not, single mamma bear sure, a familiar-looking Sableye sporting the same sharp edges as its trainer, Mr. THEO BECKETT darts past her. Say she sees the sharp edges of the creatures red jewel eyeballs on the way by. Whatever the case, it is enough of a prompt for her to get out of her head and do something useful.

That being, the only two souls near by her are bryan delarosa and giona ferrara, and either or both of them appear to be turning around to help the stragglers. Or maybe Bryan went ahead to meet up with Theo. Honestly, it didn't really matter. What mattered was that Remi herself was turning back and following the blinking silhouette of her Unown.

Somewhere along the way, she had lost both KING WAYLAND and Lulu Flint. She could only assume that Sableye was looking for the woman. And so, the only thing that comes naturally to her is her newfound animal instincts for survival. She DRAGON RUSHES, using all of her senses as best as she can, to single out Mr. KING WAYLAND.

In the off chance she bumps into him and all of his Rillaboom-fighting glory, she'd shout: "Hang onto me!" and promptly turn tail to leave. Because she isn't here to fight off a gigantic deranged monkey defending its swamp. She was here to get the fuck out of here and bring her team along with her. No man left behind, not even guyliner.

Hopefully Theo found Lulu, because she only had the room for one extra side-car passenger. Teddiursa snoring with her tiny claws hooked around her neck was already one too many if she was being completely honest. Damn bear was too damn cute though, SNORING away. That's right. No one likes to listen to someone snore, so back off!

ij6|ULyl

notes:
- turned around to look for and retrieve KING WAYLAND
- using DRAGON RUSH to find him (and any and all pokemon senses she might have. smell/hearing/sight/sound. FIND THIS MAN GODDAMNIT
- going to make the attempt to pull him out of harms way and reconvene with the
- teddiursa is still sleeping and is SNORING. hopefully deters unwanted guests?

KING WAYLAND THEO BECKETT Lulu Flint bryan delarosa Violet Fairbanks

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Remi does a brief double-take on the Meowth that strolls up to offer Eris Halla a shiny stone or two. The sight furrows her brows in idle thought and, for a moment, she has to wonder if that couldn't be the pesky kitten her Teddiursa had adopted.

No, couldn't be. Her Meowth had a very distinct tail and whisker set up, and him being here would mean Teddiursa were here-- and she is positive she left them both at home.

The thought is quickly forgotten the moment the cat walks away, and her attention returns to the girl as she asks her a question.

"Not yet, but it's only a matter of time, kiddo. We're gonna be rich."

A gust of wind blows down the ravine or wherever it was that they came down from. Whatever the case, her attention shifts immediately to the young man on the Aerodactyl acting like a reckless fool. What was the point in the carabiners if pricks like him just got to fly down? Stupid.

It results in some poor sap falling the remaining ten feet to the ground and her sweat beau paxton concordas swinging in to rescue him. It was enough to make someone swoon-- if only her snarl wasn't forming in the wake of Angelo's descent. Yes, he may have arrived before her, but she saw him now.

And then, all of a sudden, the cave is thrown for a loop with rumbling, trembling, growling and groaning. Remi notes that Eris Halla grabs hold of another youngster, Hideo Kino, and races further into the cave to avoid being smashed about by the approaching Gabite and company. Shivers run down the womans spine, but with her Pangoro close by her side, she knows there is nothing to be super scared of.

Probably.

Remi turns tail to get the hell out of there and in hot pursuit of the two children. By putting herself between them and the danger behind her, chances are at least they would get out of here alive. Mama bear energy, babes.

"Keep it moving, pips! Bane 'n I have your backs."

And, should any dragons get too close to him, the Pangoro does not hesitate to vital throw them out of the way. Hopefully, his hulking frame was bold enough to stand out, even if he wasn't all too intimidating or rival-like.

l1oj|AU7

tldr: - following eris and hideo
- bane is handling the swarm of garchomp and gabite and gible
- locked eyes with angelo vestri earlier, better watch it punk

Eris Halla

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Remi laughs, a breathless, genuinely amused noise. Halfway between a snort and a sharp exhale, its probably not even remotely attractive.

"Did you want to keep talking about preferred pronouns, or would you prefer to dance?"

She sips at her drink, one that's magically appeared with a flick of her fingers. Her smirk remains and she inclines her head. The clumsy speech, the nervous tone, the furrowed brows.

Francie is like a fish out of water, and it's perfect.

francie myrtle

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Hold the phone.

"Rocket?"

She can't help but feel just the slightest bit of hilarity and disbelief. But the severity of his tone and his cheekbones, even outside of his maybe attempt at a joke leaves her drink untouched and her face blank.

"So what I'm hearing is Rocket is genuinely worse than our current government, but they're still running anyway. At least the League has the decency to lie about the shady shit they do."

Remi purses her lips and finally lifts her drink to her lips.

"Is that what you want me to be? A killer?"

mission: recruitment act. 1

THEO BECKETT

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Talk about an easy job. The combination of resting bitch face with an incessantly chatty Cathy worked wonders. That and Remi and Matilda's Pokemon, obviously. They were clearly a big part of the cold front preventing wild Pokemon from invading.

Okay, or maybe the repel diffuser the archaeologist had set up was working overtime. Even Bane seemed mildly uncomfortable with the smell. He kept it together, of course, because he had an image to uphold and a Bulbasaur to impress. No way was he gonna let that little pipsqueak show him up.

He glances at the girl, however, when she addresses him. He appears almost.. bashful and embarrassed, grunting and turning his chin away to avoid looking directly at her. Remi scoffs and shakes her head, letting slide an amused smirk. Her attention shifts to Matilda when the question turns to her next. The smirk is wiped off of her face immediately and replaced with something akin to shock and dislike.

"My.. brother gave him to me, as a Pancham."

mission: digging yourself into a hole

Matilda Greenlaw

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"Not a lot of people do."

The Pokemon are returned to their pokeballs and Evelyn's full attention is on her. It certainly does not help Remi's growing intrigue and devilish grin. Though it does falter, admittedly, at the admittance of a fiance. Her brows crease briefly, unsure what to say for the first time in a hot minute.

But she has empathy, she supposes, and recognizes that flash of pain across the woman's face.

"Political tension?"

Was that what had happened to Roman? Rocket had already made it abundantly clear they had no part in his murder. They had hardly known anything about it at all when she'd busted down their doors looking for answers. Perhaps she and Evelyn had more in common than she thought.

"My brother was murdered here in Hoenn and no one has done anything about it, either. I'm.. not even sure what happened."

Remi swallows, the topic difficult to digest. But she catches the other woman's genuine smile and the way her eyes linger. It's harmless, she knows, but the window of opportunity is right there to take a bite.

A sly smirk grows and her coy tone draws her in. Their expressions match and Remi squints, amused.

"They do, Miss Lyons."

Evelyn Vespera

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What a bizarre, beautiful, terrifying man.

Spoke to Pokemon because he spoke to his own the same way. Deadpan and cold even in spite of her sarcastic, witty banter. Wait, was she not witty enough? Was she only coming across as a total bitch? Almost certainly.

He was absolutely nothing like what she was used to, and that was absolutely why she was so interested. Ravenous, really, the hunger she feels all of a sudden.

"Body snapping doesn't sound too bad, if it's for the right reasons."

Remi?

"I have not."

Not yet, anyway.

"Wow."

pass

paxton concordas

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Call her stubborn, but she wasn't going to let a sheet of ice get the better of her.

And okay, drinking before strapping herself to a pair of death-trap blades and striding onto a slippery plane was probably the worst idea. But she was nothing if not determined to be good at everything. Not great, but good.

And little did she know just who might interrupt her evening of fun on the town. Better than horseback riding, maybe.

mission: break the ice

virgil roach

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Now exhausted, the Dragonair comes to a halt, dizzy and confused after her outrage comes to a halt. She slumps, unsteady on her feet, not that she had any to stand on, and Remi is caught staring at the beast wide-eyed until she notices Alexei hobbling over.

It takes her a moment, but she lurches forward to assist the man, albeit awkwardly, and appears genuinely stunned when the man holds out his hand. Glittering in the palm of his hand lies a beautiful gold and blue badge. It leaves a lump in her throat as emotion threatens to bubble over the surface of her always-stoic face.

She keeps it together.

"Thank you. We uhh.. keep it tight."

Thank you, Roman.

Alexei Ivanov

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Oh, she knew.

His 'ma'am' prompts her to lower her sunglasses and wink at him with a purr. The truck rumbles to life and the back of the truck remains absolutely silent (except for the snoring Charizard), and they pull off and out of the dark warehouses and onto the busy streets.

A scandal, right in plain sight.

BARNABY FINCH

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By now, the rain has begun to go from a downpour to a drizzle. The clouds peel back to reveal the sun once more and yet the storm has only just begun. Dragonair's OUTRAGE continues with a vengeance. She rips right through the wing attack and into the Flapple, the magnitude of her draconic power overwhelming.

She continues to thrash and bellow, soundwaves crashing over and over and over.

So much so that the Dragonair does not even feel it when the GRAV APPLE strikes her and pins her tail tip to the ground. She is so long and out of control that she doesn't even notice that she is fastened to the end of her rope. She merely continues to OUTRAGE, lashing out with impossible power.

Alexei Ivanov

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