i will be doing this with kyle lopez.

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I'll take the Ampharos...

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exiting dominic sinclair 's vehicle, she began to walk toward the residency with which housed rockets. wig in hand, her body bruised from her brother's assault. she'd stop at the staircase, looking toward the front-door. she'd turn back to dominic sinclair --staring for quite sometime. that big lug's face was something she secretly disgruntled at, but appreciated. perhaps he wasn't as bad as many thought the man to be--well, scary is probably the best way to put it. she'd walk back toward the car, knocking on the window before he could leave her, and said, "thank you, again, for saving me..." she said to him, a small smile--one that hadn't been seen in so long--dominic sinclair was the first to have received such a warm gift in such a long time. smiling, how nice. she'd forgotten what it was like to genuinely smile. she'd look back toward dominic sinclair once more upon leaving, and then that was the last look he'd ever see from her that night. little did he know, as she finally made way toward her residency, evelyn was blushing a tad bit. upon entering the apartment complex, she made haste toward the elevator. it was freezing, she had a rough night, and all she wanted to do was sit in her home and sleep for months on end. as she entered the elevator songbird would jump at an unexpected sight, "o-oh!" it was a man with slick back hair and a face painted to be that of a skull--one akin to dia de los muertos to be exact. she was by his getup for she was sure halloween was certainly over. was this something people were wearing during the cold months of winter? how strange--odd really. [player]https://a.tumblr.com/tumblr_mixzumuFOY1qb9h0jo1.mp3[/player] she wasn't afraid to enter the elevator with him though for she knew self-defense after all, just ask FERNANDO SILPH . and as she entered the elevator, their travel began. it was awkward silence at first, but then he spoke, "your dress is lovely tonight, senorita. the red shade it embodies speaks volumes--it says a lot about you actually as a woman; you're strong--a soldier who does as they're told without a will of their own." the male spoke to her, "i wouldn't say that..." evelyn, coldly, replied. her head kept forward. "it reminds me of a quote i once heard when i was but so young growing up," the mysterious figure thought to himself, "For every man there is a cause which he would gladly die for, defend the right to have a place to which he can belong to, and every man will fight with his bare hands in desperation and shed his blood to stem the flood to barricade invasion." a powerful quote indeed, "it's a little nostalgic for it reminds me of my family growing up." the quote he recited had he indeed caught her attention, it made her think of her fellow siblings. "it's a lovely quote," evenly had, yet again, replied. "not much of a talker are you? my sister is like that as well." said the mysterious figure. evelyn kept her guard and her wits about. she wasn't in anyway too keen on settling down or calming herself around this unknown figure. though, unbeknownst to her, he began to reach toward the back of his pocket--until a sudden ding was heard, "this is my stop." evelyn said, turning to the man and bowing, she'd add, "have a good day," and left. but it wasn't until he'd shout, "ah, evelyn! i forgot to tell you my name, it's calavera--i'm sure we'll be seeing each other again very soon, mi amore." she gave him not a single ounce of her attention--head forward--but she heard his name all too well. there was something off about the man. walking toward her apartment she couldn't get him off of her mind, and she had no idea as to why. was it the name that rung a bell? his aura? the way he spoke? "who was he..." it wasn't until she heard the sound of a "warp-like" noise from behind, and as she turned to she was met with the skull faced male yet again, "i said we'd meet again very soon, have a nap, little sister." and so, with a fan in hand and laid flat in between he and evelyn, he'd blow a white cloud of dust into her face. before she could even reach for her cellular device, attempt to fight back, or even call for a pokemon, she accidentally began to breathe in the mysterious powder. it was a cough at first that quickly transitioned to a throat-like clench. it was hard to breathe and her mind began to wander, it felt as though her heart was in the process of no longer pumping. everything in view came to a halt, her body numb as she fell into the man's arms who sat her down gently upon the ground. brushing the hair out of her face, he'd add, "i suppose it's time for a family reunion, let's see what the others have been up to." calavera spoke, placing his fan atop of her comatose body, "we should let'em know i'll be coming home for christmas dinner." ooc notes: one-shot. :hairywrists:

well, how unfun. to talk to a victim like this? this woman truly had a cold heart. she only showed just how much the league members were corrupt, and from this little interaction? it was enough to warrant hatred from evelyn. she must have been new--understandable, she's just emitting her own sense of justice; though, little did she know, she was the type to easily be swayed by her superiors; one of those superiors, or possibly more, were nothing more then a monster in evelyn's eyes, way to cause an unnecessary commotion, big brother. just where the hell was dominic sinclair during all of this? it didn't matter, FERNANDO SILPH had to fix the situation he created; although, this was the result she wanted. hopefully this would bring in more trust her way as she grew in the ranks of team rocket--becoming one step closer to SILAS BLACKWELL. for now, she merely watched the show unfold without a care in the world, uttering underneath her breath, "monsters." she called them. ooc notes: smfh, i'm tired of getting gangbanged. someone better get her out of this shitshow. pull the goddamn fire alarm.

"gah!" slammed through the door that led toward the entrance of the room, she'd open her purse quickly to toss out--no one. for, due to FERNANDO SILPH 's inability to control the childish temperament of his pokemon, caused a commotion for those who were in view of the scenery to butt in. "i see his pokemon have adapted his personality, coward..." she stated, holding her arm with one hand and her purse in another. she'd begin to cry the moment @elinda made way. she was an actress, and this was where she shined. thankfully her disguise was still on, covering her mouth and no longer holding her arm. she'd begin to cry, "i-i feel so ashamed and disgusting right now." she was practically in disarray from what had just occurred. as she tried to stand, she winced, "n-ngh, ah!" she held herself again, unable to get up. "i-i need help," she stated crying hysterically, pointing toward the inside of the room. "he and his pokemon assaulted me...i'm so frightened!" she exclaimed, crying as she'd relinquish hold of her purse and covered her eyes. "i was forced by a rocket member to come here tonight, they're holding my little sister hostage and this was the only way i can save her!" she explained, still attempting to get up and acting as though she were in pain, "m-my name is laurie lake, and they said that if i didn't come here tonight and obtain dirt upon a man known as FERNANDO SILPH , something bad would happen to her." she stated. continuing the waterworks, "i told FERNANDO SILPH the truth about my situation, but he became enraged due to my betrayal. i begged, pleaded for his cooperation, trying to admit to him that i wasn't lying--that i'm not a rocket member, i'm just a civilian who needs...help..." 'laurie' pleaded, "i thought this was a chance encounter for someone to rescue me--no--my little sister! oh please," she continued to cry, crawling shakily toward @elinda , "...get me away from that monster, i don't want anyone to see me like this right now." she begged @elinda . ooc notes: smfh.

damn him. damn those words. why did he have to say that? the back of her head, as well as the back of his, faced one another--you could say it was as if they, both, had eyes within the back of their head. so that was enough to make it feel as though he were peering into her eyes through simple, loving words. though, luckily he did not possess x-ray vision or else FERNANDO SILPH would've saw the girl's anguished face as she bit her lip. "damn you," was all she could think. but then she remembered. she was seen going away by dominic sinclair with FERNANDO SILPH , and if there were a chance he'd been outside watching her..."big brother," evelyn stated, having yet to snatch away. "i hate you so much...for making me love you..." evelyn stated. he held her by the grip of her right wrist, his masculine strength possessing her with all his might. though she were a woman, she was not weak. "sorry," she apologized in advance. unaware as to what for would FERNANDO SILPH be. she'd raise her right leg, heel falling off, and, like a horse, she'd release a jolting kick at the back of fernando's left knee-pit. her physical defiance, unexpected, was enough to incite a surprise attack. such a thing was impossible to calculate, but who knows? anything went with FERNANDO SILPH , but that's okay. for it would be enough time for evelyn to continue her assault, in front of his pokemon at that. had FERNANDO SILPH fallen in height for but a mere moment, never releasing his grip upon her right wrist so that she wouldn't get away, it was enough time for another strike. evelyn rotated on her right frontal foot, bringing her left fist in pursuit, to deliver a single, bare-knuckle punch to the back of FERNANDO SILPH 's head; hopefully, if successful, she'd deliver a second one; afterwards, she'd swing that said left arm around FERNANDO SILPH 's neck in an attempt to choke him, should that arm of hers gather around his neck? she would not be letting go like a vindictive snake. ooc notes: i'm the first female to disrupt the 3 kingdoms, my head's going on a platter.

"come back...?" once the tape was taken, she'd whip her head to the side. "i can't." she disobeyed, hesitant eyes and rose-colored cheeks followed, "not yet. not right now...we may never get another chance like this." though, were those her actual thoughts? there was something else holding her there, but what? could it have been due to the fact that she originally ran from rocket of her own accord? still afraid to return to, what she believes, is nothing more then a hellhole. "if you just give me a little more time, i can do this." she implored, head jolting toward the front. she refused to feel like a failure, but why...? why did she care so much whether she disappointed him or not! fernando was a monster. evelyn has continued to tell herself that, and yet she hesitates half the time. was she that scared of him? "i need to leave," and she wasn't going to wait for permission. she began to make her way toward the door, bypassing him with nothing more then a cold stare. "i can only be around you for so long before it becomes suspicious...." grabbing her purse, she made her way toward the exit. would he stop her or allow her to continue leaving? notes: the jig is up, FERNANDO SILPH .

"...that building, like many others, are gone." she spoke to the hooded figure--unaware it was a former league mate. the songstress's familiar voice uttered behind the cloaked female, whom she had been unaware that it was Bailey Cooper. the female behind her had been none other then evelyn silph, known traitor of the league. "why are you wearing that?" she asked, but immediately, "i don't care." evelyn believed the cloaked individual to be an old hermit of sorts. uninterested in examining the individual's figure to see that they were feminine, she'd continue, "if you don't find shelter or get inside, i can't protect you from the other rocket members. you're lucky i was here before any of the others," evelyn stated. walking the past cloaked figure, she'd sit at a cafe across the street from the bad, half destroyed, she'd take a seat underneath an umbrella table. she adorned a pink wool cloak coat over her person, covering the clothing that resided underneath; though, one could see she adorned thermal black stockings. this indicated she was wearing a skirt for it was barely seen due to the voluptuous cloak. for her footwear though? she adorned a pair of black, leather heeled ankle boots. upon her hand did she, too, wear a pair of soft, black leather gloves. on her right wrist she wore a bracelet with what seemed to be charms, but were actually the respective ball capsules of her pokemon. a small, rectangular purse rested upon her right shoulder. "come, come, let's have a seat; i'm in the mood for something sweet." evelyn spoke toward the figure. one leg over the other, the cafe that they were to soon have a meal at was, also, half-destroyed. but they were still in business. the kitchen area wasn't destroyed by some miracle, so the owners thought it was smart to continue business in order to repair half their damaged building. "i'll buy you something as an apology for the destruction caused by rocket." opening her menu, songbird began to examine the what exactly had been available to eat. would the cloaked familiar face, Bailey Cooper, join her? ooc notes: i told you i'd arrive to the party.

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