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I want to hear you
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I know you want
it in the worst way.

The plan worked perfectly: Mòrag’s diversion allowed Matias the time to toss his Morelull at them, and they were utterly unprepared for the sudden attack, falling into sleep and allowing them an easy victory. At Matias’ comment, Mòrag smirked.

“Yes. Quite.” She commented, waiting for the powder to fade before entering the room, “You may be more used to fighting straight up battles, but I was very often at a disadvantage back in Galar. Any tool that could be used to gain an advantage was taken full advantage of. Nowadays, it’s just sort of how I think in regards to missions… most of the time anyway.”

She looked to the now fast asleep men, “And I’ve also come up with some funny tactics. Criminals expect cops to come in telling them to put their hands up, and they know how to act. They don’t expect a random woman popping her head in and acting as if she broke into a slumber party. It takes them aback, if only for a moment… and it’s quite entertaining to watch their faces as they try to make out if you’re actually serious.”

With the dust slowly fading into nothingness, she would deem it safe to walk into the room, looking around for a bit before speaking again.

“We should probably put them in a corner while we wait.” She said, moving to fetch one of the men. While she didn’t show it in obvious fashion, her sudden drift into her thoughts suggested worry, for obvious reasons. Mòrag was about to meet one of her old mates. What was she to say to him? What was he even doing here? And why was he engaging in dealings with Team Rocket. Questions swam in her head as she went about her task.

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POSTED ON Mar 31, 2022 13:58:03 GMT

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Talia Celes + Mòrag Glas

Outwardly, Mòrag and Talia could not be more different, but there are two fundamental similarities that I believe would cause their relation to blossom into a fast friendship: their opposition of Team Rocket and their desire to change the world for the better. We could explore many avenues of interaction, Mòrag having a liking for dance could help, and her own budding interest in legendary pokémon could also be a talking point for the both of them. While I'm not entirely sure what Talia's first impression of Mòrag would be, I can say that Mòrag would most definitely take a liking to Talia.

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POSTED ON Mar 31, 2022 0:18:11 GMT

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❝

I want to hear you
calling my name.
I know you want
it in the worst way.

Victory was in the air, and Mòrag knew it. Left and right, the culprit’s pokémon were falling, and Mòrag’s face twisted into a smirk as she stared directly at him, already relishing the thought of subduing him herself for all he had done.

Not too long now…

The victorious smirk, however, was replaced with confusion and surprise as the earth shook beneath her. For fuck’s sake, what now!? Mòrag instinctively took a step back as she saw the culprit seemingly… control black roots that had burst forth from the ground. How on earth was he doing this? Lowering her stance, she would prepare to dodge for her life.

“Marianne, to me!”

The order given, her Mawile did her bidding, standing in front of her and ready to take on the culprit and his powers at her trainer’s behest, showing no sign of fear in the face of this extraordinary situation.

But yet more things seemed to be happening, as a pokémon appeared and spoke to them. Short of psychic pokémon, that was quite rare, and this one seemed… different somehow. Was it a legendary? Though it seemed drained, her instincts told her it was still plenty powerful enough to take them on should it come down to it.

Gritting her teeth, Mòrag clenched her fists, anger clear on her face threatening to boil over. Could she do nothing before this situation? No matter what headway they seemed to make, the culprit would get away with burning a place to the ground, potentially hurting and even killing people because he had the protection of such a powerful pokémon. Marianne made a noise beneath her, questioning her trainer for orders.

“... Leave them.” She said, though it was clear even so much as saying that left a bitter taste in her mouth, “The consequences of their actions will catch up to them later.”

Though the culprit seemed to want to continue fighting, it was quickly subdued by the combination of a Braviary suddenly appearing and then being absorbed into a tree, likely the doing of this mysterious pokémon. Grunting in distaste, she would look to the side, for fear of losing it if she were to so much as look in the direction of the escapees.

“Fucking hell…” She muttered to herself.

Exhaling, she would calm down after a few moments and turn to the others, taking stock of the current situation.

“Whatever we may wish to discuss is best talked about somewhere safer.” Mòrag commented, “We should regroup with everyone else.”

Still, she had to admit she wished to know what that was as well. If she were to track the culprit, she needed information, who he was, what the pokémon was, and what caused this sordid ordeal in the first place. The little girl with the pale blonde hair seemed to know the culprit… although interrogating a child after such an event seemed in poor taste. She internally sighed.

She needed to know more.

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POSTED ON Mar 30, 2022 12:37:01 GMT

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“Why, thank you, captain.” She responds with a smirk. Though she had agreed to the arrangement he proposed, it wasn’t as if she was about to say sir, yes, sir to him. She suspected, however, that he didn’t care that much if his demeanour up to this point was anything to go by.

With that said and done, her attention would turn fully to the people just out the door they were in. She slowly approached it, putting her hand on the handle before…

She would abruptly bust it open, a shit-eating grin on her face as she looked into the room. Three men, looking rather relaxed. At least until she opened the door, upon which they all scrambled about like startled Meowths.

“Mind if I join in?” Mòrag commented cheekily.

“W-We’ve been discovered, run!”

“Don’t run, fight her!”

They would start arguing amongst each other about what to do with the sudden intruder, which would surely give Matias ample time to throw Morelull into the room.

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Mòrag gave her the time to answer her question, although Elinor’s stiffening face didn’t go by unnoticed. Still worried about that, huh? Well, she supposed she couldn’t blame Elinor. She was an officer of the law, at least in her eyes anyway.

Still, whatever suspicions Elinor may have had seemed to be pushed to the wayside as she answered anyway, with hobbies all too familiar to Mòrag. She was the same once upon a time, and while she did enjoy the occasional trip or visit to some fine dining restaurant, she believed there was more to life than that, such as…

“Pokémon training, hmm?” Mòrag perked up at that, Elinor was more like her than she initially thought. Maybe… “Perhaps we should go for a nice battle at some point. I do so love a good scrap on occasion, as do my pokémon, of course.”

The subject of conversation eventually shifted back to Mòrag, which was unsurprising, and it was fortunately something she was comfortable speaking more at length about. Putting a hand on her chin in thought, she would take a moment to piece together everything.

“Hmmhmm…” She mused before starting, “Well, as you may have been able to deduce, I enjoy pokémon training and battling. The adrenaline of a close fight and the euphoria of victory is unlike anything I’ve ever experienced, and I’m not sure anything else will match it for as long as I live.”

She paused for a moment.

“As for hobbies aside from that, I have a penchant for fashion, dancing, and singing. I’ve always been a proponent of self-expression, and those are some great ways to do so. I also admire the arts in general, though I’ve no talent for them myself. Beyond those hobbies, martial arts and parkour are my two favourites. Galar’s urban landscape had some nice spots — I miss them sometimes. As for fighting… well, that was something I learned to enjoy with time.”

Though they seemed similar up to this point, the answer Mòrag gave could not be more different from Elinor’s. She was a woman who did not care for appearances, and had long since shorn the trappings of an aristocratic rich girl. Though there may have been vestiges of what once was, she had been fundamentally changed through her experiences.

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“Yes, really.” She said, leaning back onto her chair with a dramatic sigh, “I had many friends back in Galar, and they all made fun of me for it. Hardly my fault I’m capable of speaking with a modicum of class and decorum.”

The small smile on her face hinted that it didn’t bother her too much, and she was just complaining for the sake of complaining. Still, it did do Mòrag some good to reminisce over her friends, no matter how things eventually ended up…

“Hmmhmm…” She contemplated Elinor’s inquiry. Personal or work-related? The two were so deeply intertwined…

“I suppose it’s both.” She finally settled on that answer, “My work right now is quite heavily related to what once happened in my personal life.”

Mòrag left it at that, not particularly inclined to get into the fine details of what exactly happened with a near-stranger. At least not right now. Instead, she would redirect the conversation to Elinor herself.

“Say, Elinor. I know the sorts of things your parents put you up to, but I imagine you have quite a few interests outside that narrow purview. What sort of things do you actually enjoy doing?” She found this topic of discussion a lot more interesting than boring business talks like Elinor was probably forced to do all the time.

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POSTED ON Mar 29, 2022 12:27:19 GMT

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Well, then…

Whatever Mòrag was expecting, it most certainly wasn’t this. She blinked, genuine surprise showing on her face as she heard what he had to say. Then…

“Hmmhmm…” A growing smirk formed on her face, which gave way to laughter, “… Hahahahahahaha!” A thoroughly amused grin was plastered on her face, though it was not in mockery, mind you. More so, she seemed genuinely entertained by the curveball he had just thrown her.

“If you were attempting to pique my interest, captain, you’ve succeeded!” Even as she spoke, the grin did not leave her face, “Very well. I’m not entirely sure what game it is you’re playing, but I’ll play it along with you, if only because I’m curious to see where it goes.”

She would continue, but… the sounds of conversation outside instantly changed her demeanour, eyes darting towards the door as the main door to the break room would open. It seemed like they hadn’t been heard, however, and Mòrag would turn her gaze towards Matias with a small nod.

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POSTED ON Mar 29, 2022 11:16:17 GMT

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Another day, and yet more busywork to distract her from her objectives. Although in this case, there was potentially an opportunity…

Though Mòrag was not one to turn away from those in need, she utterly hated being paired together with a commanding officer. The idea of being told what to do, even the possibility of it happening, aggravated her to no end. It was the antithesis of her being, and as with Matias before, Mòrag kept a certain measure of distance between herself and Kyle.

But of course, she wouldn’t be an utter mute. Shooting him a sideways glance at his inquiry, she paused for a bit before answering in what had quickly become her trademark tone of politeness with sarcastic undertone.

“Well, I can’t quite say what it might be, but I can certainly tell you what I hope it is.” She told him as she trekked along just behind him, “I’m always quite eager to… incapacitate any Team Rocket member I come across. If it could potentially lead to a larger operation, even better. Of course, rescuing our poor victim takes priority.”

Beside her, Mòrag’s Kirlia let out a small noise, presumably in agreement with Mòrag. Though the Galarian trainer hadn’t a proper tracking pokémon, there was a possibility that Orianna could sense the emotions of the one who had been kidnapped in the likely event that they were distressed or otherwise feeling some strong emotion.

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POSTED ON Mar 28, 2022 11:41:24 GMT

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That burning reminder. A displeased sneer came onto Mòrag’s face at the mention of her being tied to the League, though it went as quickly as it came. She knew it to be true, however. Though legally, she was not technically a part of the League, the reality was anything but. She was to be at their beck and call, taking care of their dirty laundry, or face the consequences if she didn’t. And if she were caught out? She was on her own. The League could and would leave her out to dry if it put them in any sort of difficult position.

Which was why the suggestion that this was somehow beneficial galled Mòrag so.

“Beneficial, hmm?” She repeated, pausing for a moment, though whether it was to calm herself down or contemplate what he said was unclear, “Do tell me how, Captain. It doesn’t take a genius to realise that this position I am in is not of my own choosing. I am effectively a slave to the League’s desires, the only difference being that I receive a salary. If you, at any point, were displeased with me, you could take that to the League and I'd be effectively fucked.”

Mòrag wasn’t stupid: Matias had an angle here he was trying to pursue, judging by where he seemed to be trying to lead the conversation, likely along the lines of trying to convince her of the potential benefits of working for the League or even him in particular. It did make her a touch curious, though…

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POSTED ON Mar 26, 2022 21:57:16 GMT

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“A gift, hmm?” Mòrag’s expression was unreadable as she said this, pausing but a moment to let it linger in the air… before grinning, revealing her rather large canines, “Very well. I appreciate it.”

Gifts… in their world, gifts always came with a price attached, and so Mòrag was always skeptical of them. Who knew what a simple gift could come at the price of? But she supposed that accepting something as simple as being treated to a free meal at a café was quite harmless.

As she looked at the menu, she would follow along with what Elinor was saying, occasionally nodding to show that she was listening.

“Hmmhmm, I see.” She said, “Believe me when I say I understand your position. More so than you might think.” And her reasoning was twofold: first, being put up by her parents to sit in on all manner of deals and aristocratic bullshit. Second, being made by the League to do their dirty work while the organisation itself kept its hands clean. The very thought sickened her ever so slightly.

Mòrag would make her own order alongside Elinor’s: fried eggs on toast with bacon on the side, and some tea to drink. Rather stereotypical, and quite unhealthy, but Mòrag felt like treating herself after a job well done. It wasn’t often she got to eat such things, after all.

Being asked about herself, Mòrag would take a moment to think, an ever so slightly bemused expression on her face.

“Me? Hmmhmm.” She paused a moment before continuing, “Yes, I am Galarian. That’s typically one of the first things people notice about me, followed by how posh I sound. I’m here on ah… business matters, you could say, though it’s not quite by choice that I’m where I am now. Life is complicated that way, no?”

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Feb 22, 2022 9:20:11 GMT Mòrag Glas said:

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Mòrag, for several reasons, was content to just sit in silence and wait for their targets to arrive. She was no friend of the League and its members, and she had no intention of changing that state of affairs. With every intention to remain aloof, any attempt to try and break that would be met with hostility, which was exactly what happened. The mask slipped but for a moment, disdain creeping its way into her features as she responded.

“Now what is it you-?”

She stopped herself, snapping her mouth shut as she thinned her lips in an obvious effort to calm herself down. Exhaling softly, her usual smile would return.

“Hmmhmm. Well, I suppose if we’re working together, I can entertain the idea of conversing with you.” She said, no evidence in her voice of her near outburst, “Anyway, Hoenn. It’s certainly a unique region. I’ve no doubt I will never grow bored here, nor will the League run out of dirty work to make me do in their stead. Team Rocket activity also seems to be particularly concentrated in this region, which means more opportunities to thwart their operations and crush whoever is working for them, which is something I most certainly appreciate. Perhaps I should have moved my gang here instead of remaining in Galar, but alas, that’s not much of a possibility anymore.”

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Elinor’s response was perhaps to be expected. Even if one did nothing wrong, Mòrag found in her short time working for the League that those associated with criminals even in passing tended to be nervous and reticent around officers of the law. Certainly understandable, given her own experiences. To Elinor’s credit, though, her face didn’t reveal much of anything, although it was quite likely she was feeling a lot more than she let on. Mòrag herself was once the same, after all.

Having done cursory examinations of Slovensky’s business partners, she knew a tidbit about the Andersons. Not that it was much, mind you. Mòrag had found no reason to do more than have a short look before moving on. As far as she was concerned, the only crime of the Andersons was being corporate bastards, and that wasn’t reason enough to arrest them. What a shame.

Mòrag would look around for tables, but hearing Officer Glas did cause an ever so slight twitch of distate in her face, a microexpression that Elinor was likely familiar with and taught to look for in lieu of her upbringing.

“Do call me Mòrag, Miss Anderson… although I suppose I should call you Elinor if that’s the case, hmm?” Was her response with a sideways glance at Elinor. At the mention of being treated to the café’s food, Mòrag’s expression brightened into a smile.

“How generous of you, Elinor. I shall be sure to repay the debt later.” She said, eventually picking out a seat for them to sit on. Outdoors, but in the shade and with a nice breeze. The conversation would grow silent for a bit unless Elinor chose to speak up in the interim, but as Mòrag looked at the menu, she would eventually speak again.

“Hmmhmm. I presume your parents were the ones who put you up to this, Elinor? I imagine you had other ideas on how to spend your day rather than with some sleazy businessman.”

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“I’m terribly sorry, Miss Anderson, but I’m afraid Mister Slovensky won’t be joining you today.”

A distinctly Galarian voice spoke from behind Elinor, although it certainly wouldn’t be the one she expected. Were she to turn around, she’d come face to face with a green-eyed, black-haired woman, a slight smile on her face.

“I am Officer Mòrag Glas.” She introduced herself, flashing the badge that was on her hip, “And I’m here to inform you that Slovensky has been arrested on charges of money laundering, tax evasion, and sexual harassment. Don’t worry, you’re not in trouble, I just thought you should know.”

While Mòrag wasn’t outright lying about much, she wasn’t quite an officer as Elinor might assume. A conscripted operative for the League, the nature of Mòrag’s employment was more akin to contractual work than being part of the force proper, which usually meant more freedom, but also not quite as much authority as those in the League’s police or military might have.

Of course, that didn’t mean that she had no autonomy to speak of. In fact, the League did so love to weed out those who might make them look bad, and Slovensky happened to fit that bill perfectly: the perfect example of a greedy businessman, using legal loopholes and friends in high places to conduct his business, such that the typical police officer couldn’t do much against him. Mòrag, however, had absolutely no issue in bending the rules in order to catch him, and that was exactly what she did. Oh, how it felt satisfying to see the realisation on that man’s face as his little empire of greed crumbled to dust. Truly, there was no higher bliss.

Looking around, she’d then set her gaze back on the pretty pinkette that stood before her.

“But I’d hate for all your preparation and the trip to be for nothing. I’m well aware how much time it takes to get yourself ready for a formal meeting.” She spoke in sympathy, “I’d be more than happy to accompany you in Mister Slovensky’s stead. I’m sure I’d be able to offer much more pleasant company than him anyhow.”

The rather brazen offer left on the table, Mòrag waited for Elinor’s response.

(tagged)⏤ Elinor Anderson
(notes)⏤ different face, familiar name

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[attr="class","exhausted"]I like the dirty rhythm you play.

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I want to hear you
calling my name.
I know you want
it in the worst way.

“Huh. Well, you’re certainly prepared, aren’t you?” She remarked, giving a small nod to the Morelull. It’d be rude to just ignore its greeting, after all, wouldn’t it? Turning back to Matias, she’d continue.

“I took a moment to scout out hiding spots and I happened to spy a backdoor access to the break room they’ll meet in. Follow me.”

With or without Matias, she’d head over to the location in question, walking around the building and passing through some grass that had grown from the cracks in the asphalt below. Opening the door, they would find that it was a small storage room. Judging by its configuration, likely for cleaning supplies for the breakroom itself.

“Rather cramped, but I’m sure we’ll manage.” Mòrag said, picking a spot in the corner, “And now the most boring part. I do hope they arrive early, for whatever reason.”

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