Shi's eyes gave a bit of hurt behind the emptiness of an unchanging expression. The slow petting on liepard lead to loud purring as many of the pokemon workers quickly cleaned up the mess and offered him a replacement, however he waved it off, ignoring their presence. Shi never forgot anything, every memory he's ever had burned into his skull, behind his eye lids, into his dreams. It was bold of her to assume he forgot something, and it stung somewhere he hadn't felt in a long time.

" I never forget." the words were short, content, and made the Eevee hiss back at him with piss and vinegar. "hush. This isnt the time little one," Shi silenced the Eevee, and picked it up by the nap on the back of the neck. "There is a lot to be learned by being quiet....controlling yourself and urges. " he scolded and let it sit beside him. "Form can be fixed, but it's compliance," pausing once again, "Force requires control, and to have control you need a goal," the dark eyes turned back up to the blonde, "And what are your ambitions dear sister?" he was getting off track, but that was how his brain functioned.

Abigail Mikhaylov

It wasn't about being the strongest, on no, or being the most feared, even if it would have been an extra edge to his job to be feared. Then again...notoriety is the killer of stealth. But some people really enjoy the fame. Though his dear sister wanted some kind of attention from him, and he wasn't that kind of person. "Oh sister..." he paused and looked back at his liepard, then towards his sister. "So hard to believe that youd think I'm a monster." he laughed to himself and snapped his fingers, to send the liepard back. 

"Indeed.....Eevee's are special," he mused to himself. "Those two abilities are very unique to them. But even more how their evolution to their environment" The man pet his liepard only to have the Eevee stomp it's way up to them. "EEEVV" it knocked over his drink in defiance. "So sassy," he smirked and gave the Eevee a pat. "Just like you Abigail," giving a soft laugh. "Like when you started learning at the dojo." not all his memories was bad.

Abigail Mikhaylov

Shi was given a mission, for once, while not up his allyway, was still a mission. Naturally he was required for more DIRE decisions. But on the flip side protecting a batch of SMUGGLED pokemon would be a good change. At the same time he had been assigned someone else, who was more...maybe personable. Not like having his Eevee beside softened his image. " Being...a regular person...blending in is proving difficult Eevee" he commented to the large furball who walked beside him, watching with innocent eyes. Looking down at his phone, he recieved the message giving them their pickup location. Shi swiftly headed there, "hmmmm i've arrived on time"

mission

Abigail was right, so grim and logical, and well would die john doe. Which is true, that was what his name would be as he'd make sure he'd never be found. It was the ideal way to go because he didn't care for these traditional funerals and mourning. On the flip side Rocket would make sure his family was well off, even if was in an anonymous way. "You're acting like you wouldn't be fine without me," he mused to himself as he stirred his drink some more. "Perhaps....I prefer to look at things through the logical process." again bonked by the bird, only to hear more commotion out back.

Taking the girls phone number into his phone, he paused thinking. "and what do you expect me to message you?" he trolled over the details. Although curiosity peeked in his head, "Perhaps about your pokemon. Or do you only have the Pancham," asking as he pet the Delibird gently. 
All of a sudden from outback, a fight between the small cafe pokemon erupted. Without a second thought, Shi wiped out his Liepard, who gave a large, almost intimidating hiss that caused complete silence, with a bit of terror.

Luckily to prove a point, an Eevee looked at the Liepard and hissed back, without much of a second though. "It appears it's attacking like you." Shi spoke in a taunting tone. "Standing up to a predator," weirdly enough he found it found it enjoyable to think of himself as the liepard in this scenario and Abigail the Eevee. "I wonder how it will turn out.....or perhaps are you afraid of the result."

Abigail Mikhaylov

Culling the herd or at least the infected ones were a common practice back in the day. Making sure the weak didn't survive, or at least the infected. The downside is that this exists naturally in nature when a viscous disease attacks a species without much a care in the world. Shi's namesake preceded his reputation to make the hard choices to kill a few pokemon as needed. Rather...right now finding the infected was harder said than done. Some psychic pokemon were causing brain rot on the normal types that lived in the same area. While unintentional it was leaving FERAL pokemon attacking anything. "Liepard prepare to remove the diseased."

Abigail seemed so unimpressed by his words, how she's grown. Somehow it seemed to impress her older brother to the point of pulling a delivish smirk. In a way he was proud of her for becoming a hardass, smart, able to smell the shit before it stank. Perhaps she did grow up from that little girl that he met all those years ago. "Indeed. Right here in this town....would be nice" and shady....so shady. Black market deals, drugs, the whole nine yards. People willing to risk the infection to escape detection. But who know, truely....she was bred from the same vein.

A cocky smile peeled on his face. "Well....perhaps you'd like to had given me your cell phone number prior?" the black haired man sipped his drink. "There's always the flip side Abigail. One can't over rule a parent for a child, unless by force or court. Both of which are objectable." folding his fingers between each other. 

Shi-Shi....what a gringy name. Something he wasn't overly fond of. Adding an extra name to his name. Essentially double the death....maybe she didn't know what his name meant. Death....So two times the death, which was just miserable. "Please....even if I died I'd make sure you'd know. Perhaps not a letter or phone call. But you would know," tapping the edge of his cup, only to be bonked on the head by his Delibird. "Deli...deli" he scolded his human for thinking morbidity. "indeed you are an adult," spinning his drink to create a whirlpool, he wondered how much she's gone through just to grow. 


"You said you have a business.....I'm guessing it's not a Dojo then" he paused waiting for an answer. In the back there was squeeking, an arguement among pokemon.


Abigail Mikhaylov

Delibird jumped up in joy when he was pet, gaining the attention of some of the worker pokemon, before they went back to normal. Many of the humans seemed to stare at the Delibird because, it was off season, and most people didn't own them as they were a holiday related pokemon. However Shi received his long ago as his first pokemon. Mainly as a recovery pokemon, after one of his surgeries, but stuck with him through thick and thin. On the flip side, the dark eyes now were staring down a golden barrel of Abigail. 

Naturally the siblings, while adopted, shared a stoic nature, but were two paraelles. Shi couldn't understand the girls frustration with not contacting her. What was she expecting. "oh I miss you?" it wasn't like she was any different from the others. Lying wasn't a good thing in this situation because he felt like she could sniff it out like a mightyena to drugs. "Perhaps.....I didn't require any notes or farewells. I would like to believe that it was stated when I left." sitting down the cup. "Or perhaps you didn't understand why father and I didn't get along," inquiring with a stabbing attitude. "There was no room for a hurt child to learn something that would hurt her more." crossing his legs to get comfortable.

"If you must know. I did medical for a while, I travelled a lot. no time for family, friends, work, work cleaning up, moving here for new job. thinking of starting clinic here." Learning medicine was something he learned on the job from rugged training from Rocket and WELL it was very illegal doctor things. Selling prescriptions, illegal surgeries, black market deals. The odd experiement. Don't forget about putting some people down, a lot of people down. How could one be a War Doctor if he couldn't think stitch an arm and stab someone at the same time? 

A small smirk pulled up onto his face. "Oh Abigail....There's a reason I left the Dojo, and it's because I don't know restraint. Trust me...I would win,"

Abigail Mikhaylov

Shi wasn't one to just take missions that deemed little purpose of success....If it wasn't for the fact there was a reward and that they were involved with Rocket to begin with. Naturally he'd start surveying the area, but without a pokemon to do the surveying, he relied on his own skills of deduction. He was biking, most likely on path, wiped out went down a hill. Where would people be if they couldn't be found and heard. Off road biking. Too dangerous unlikely with terrain, almost impossible. Pokemon would have to be lost as well. Search for lost pokemon. First step, find the pokemon and pokemon will take to human. SIMPLE. "Liepard." he tossed out his pokeball. "Locate a lost pokemon," the large liepard yawned and walked off into the brush.

Laurence Anderson mission

Time froze still for a moment as his name was muttered from a meeker distance. His cold dark eyes turned to see the familiar blonde hair and mustard yellow eyes gazing upon. Naturally his first instinct was to determine if Abigail would start something in the cafe- she wouldn't- too public- family- hard headed- stubborn. Perhaps would try to instigate. No. Not like that. Loving to family, unlikely to cause problems, yet. After all he'd been out of touch with the whole family for some time, however, Abigail was closest to his age, compared to some of the other siblings were a tad bit older.

"Hello....Abigail," Shi's raspy voice spoke up. "I assume you are visiting here....no." he grinned more, "You moved away from the Dojo didn't you," really it was one of two. But he didn't take the girl for moving, "Or business....could be business. Yes business. Also an option. Maybe a tournmant..." he thought out loud, "No can't be a tournament, I would have heard of it, and participated myself," The black haired man sipped his drink as his Delibird; of whom he had since he was a child, gave a squck, "DEEELLLII" it's wings flapped until it popped a present on the ground in excitement.

Abigail Mikhaylov

A new region, and a new position. Unova was behind Shi and he was trail blazing in Hoenn as if he was the only Rocket member. The air was different, rules were different, the people had certain wits about them that pushed him along. Sure working for Rocket was great and all, but he needed to get his foot in the door, find a cover up or something. He couldn't just be parading around with his R on his chest. "Hmmm" he had to think about what inspiring him.....which lead him to a Pokemon Cafe that was run by guess it, POKEMON. Well it was a cute little shop, a mr mime, a pikachu, a couple of other small pokemon. He himself staring out the window and thinking to himself, sipping some kind of trendy drink of the day. However he just grouped everything together as a "coffee" 

Abigail Mikhaylov