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Anahel listened intently to the man's words. She had heard about Mega Evolutions and Terastallization, but Avatars... This was new to her.[break][break]
Finished with the current target, she flipped the switch to have the paper return back to their stall.[break][break]
Zev went on to explain the cause of Avatars, and who had been gifted with the status in Rocket. The girl examined her aim while he went into detail about the Ruinous Beasts.[break][break]
This was a lot of information to take in, and all it did was make Anahel feel insignificant. If there were such gifted people wandering around this world, how was she ever to achieve her goal.[break][break]
The girl sighed. It was unclear if the cause was her aim or the realizations forming in her head. "Here," she said handing Zev the gun.[break][break]
After setting up the next target, she took a step back, giving Zev the space to shoot. Watching a professional such as him would be nothing short of a learning experience.[break][break]
"And you?" She asked in a disconnected voice. "Are you an Avatar as well?"

Zev Harcourt

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✦ Zero to One Hundred Mission

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A few days passed since Anahel's first visit to the Burning Maw. [break][break]Dorian was the owner and a high ranking Rocket member. For the girl to be accepted into the organization, she must complete Dorian's tests to his liking. [break][break]She didn't expect the process to be so formal, but it only made sense. Rocket can't just let anyone in. The chances of a mole infiltrating would be too high. [break][break]
Ana received a call from one of Dorian's employees telling her to return to the Burning Maw. It was time for her next test.[break][break]
She was a few blocks away from the club. The streets were oddly not as busy as before, but for some reason she could not shake the feeling someone was watching her.

dorian westcliff

NOTES

✦ Recruitment Mission - Act II

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Gardevoir's body jolted up. [break][break]

Sensing something approaching, she curled her body over Anahel as a wild Noivern dove down over the two.[break][break]

"Gardevoir," the girl said commandingly.[break][break]

The pokèmon didn't hesitate. Gardevoir stood and used Thunderbolt on the attacker. Noivern cried in pain, before ascending upward and healing its self with Roost.[break][break]

"Get them closer!"[break][break]

Gardevoir used Psychic, pulling the dragon down and slamming them on the ground, before finishing them off with Moon Blast.[break][break]

Ana reached into her bag for a pokèball before throwing it at the dazed Noivern. A pokèmon like this will undoubtedly come to good use in the future.

NOTES

✦ Catching the wild Noivern.

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The sun had begun its decent, casting an orange hue on the land below it. Anahel sat on a small beach just outside Petalburg, watching the waves push and pull themselves against the sand. [break][break]
It was an isolated spot. Most people had already made their ways back to their homes for the afternoon. Anahel preferred this. Staying in the dorms at Rocket HQ made for very little alone time. The ambient sound of waves was a nice change of pace.[break][break]
Gardevoir stood behind the girl, acting like a guardian of sorts. They kept watch for anything that could ruin her trainer's relaxation time.

NOTES

✦ SW

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Anahel was tasked with delivering a shipment of pokèmon to the outskirts of the city. It was her first mission alone, but the task seemed easy enough.[break][break]

The girl sat in the driver seat of a delivery truck. Parked in an alley, Rocket grunts filled the back with boxes of pokèmon ready to be distributed to their various other warehouses. It was a fairly inconspicuous operation, as this area was known for its busy market. Anyone civilians passing by would simply assume it was a normal delivery.[break][break]

Anahel dressed accordingly, wearing a worker uniform, with her hair tied up in a hat. She was equipped with a hand gun, a knife and three pokèmon. All stashed underneath her jacket.[break][break]

With the cargo almost fully loaded onto the truck, Anahel adjusted her seat and readied her self for the drive out of the city.

Moss

NOTES

✦ Poke-Trafficking Mission

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It did not take long for Zev to show up. He silently approached the lane just as Anahel finished with the target.[break][break]
After reeling the paper in, he started to critique the girl's aim. While good for a beginner, it was not up to the standards of a trained assassin.[break][break]
Anahel nodded. She didn't mind his no nonsense way of giving advice. It would honestly be more insulting if he complimented her, as it would've been an obvious lie coming from someone of his caliber. [break][break]
Taking his words to heart, she set up the next target. [break][break]
"So," she said before firing a few rounds."Want to finish where we left off?" Referencing back to the night of their mission together.[break][break]
Her eyes stayed locked onto the target, but her ears were ready for answers. She quickly finished off the remaining bullets to give the man a proper window to talk.

Zev Harcourt

NOTES

✦ Zero to One Hundred Mission

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Another mission. Orders have been coming more and more frequently, however this was the girl's first mission in the intelligence department.[break][break]
She was paired up with man named Elijah Gardener, someone she has heard of in passing due to their rank, but never met face to face.[break][break]
Elijah went over the mission details, before making a comment regarding the nature of it. Anahel wasn't sure if it was a joke or if he really thought she was that cowardly. It was not uncommon for other members to see her as a frail little girl. It was to be expected given her build.[break][break]
"Funny," she said bluntly back before passing him and entering the cave system. This was the first time she ever talked back to a higher rank member of Rocket like that. It goes to show she was starting to get comfortable.[break][break]

Kirlia, already out of her ball, followed behind the girl obediently.

elijah gardner

NOTES

✦ Mission

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Dorian promptly asked the girl what kind of pokèmon she made off with. The girl figured it was best to show him.[break][break]
Kirlia jumped out of the ball, looking just as confused as she did earlier. Anahel seeing how uncomfortable they were, tried her best to not change her facial expression. It wouldn't be good to show any semblance of sympathy in front of a man like this.[break][break]
"I honestly did this pokèmon a favor. Their potential was wasted with a trainer like that," Ana said before sitting back down and crossing her legs.[break][break]
The man did say this was only her first test. How many more were there?[break][break]
"So," She said directly looking at Dorian. "What's next?"

dorian westcliff

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✦ RECRUITMENT: ACT I

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Anahel was directed to steal someone's pokèmon as her first test. [break][break]
She looked up to the dance floor and sized up the group he pointed at. They appeared to be obnoxious drunks, wasting their life away partying. People like them tended to have a narrow view of the world, oblivious to their surroundings.[break][break]

The girl nodded to the man before making her way to the door. [break][break]

She took a deep breath, plotting how she'd accomplish this task without being caught. It should be easy, but...

[break][break]Thinking on it for a few more seconds, an idea formed in her head.[break][break]
She left the VIP room. Her usual ice cold stare morphed into a more innocent, fearful one. She moved much less assertively than before, appearing like she was lost.[break][break]

Approaching the dance floor, she locked eyes on the group. One of the women dancing sported a belt with an assortment of pokèballs latched on to it.[break][break]

Anahel walked towards them, turning her head as if she was lost, until she eventually bumped into them. The dancer's drink spilt all over the girl, causing her friends to start laughing.[break][break]

"Hey, watch where you are going," the woman said angrily. "Ugh, I just bought that too, bitch."[break][break]

Anahel sat on the floor with a fearful look on her face, her eyes even started to water. "I–I..." Appearing embarrassed, the girl stumbled back up before finishing what she was trying to say. "I'm sorry. I'm just trying to find the restroom..."[break][break]

"Ugh, it's over there," the woman said pointing. She clearly had more to say, but her friends continued to laugh, deescalating the situation. Ana took this as her cue and darted to the restroom.[break][break]

Upon entering the empty bathroom, her face returned to its usual cold and emotionless state. She opened the sleeve to her jacket, revealing she successfully snatched one of the woman's pokèball. She couldn't believe they fell for something so simple.[break][break]

Idiot...[break][break]

It seemed whatever was inside the ball was quite small. Sighing, she locked herself in one of the stalls and released the ball's contents.[break][break]

A Kirlia appeared, bewildered and confused regarding where it was now. "You are better off without them," Anahel said. "Your trainer... They didn't even notice you were taken. She cared more about her indulgence than your well-being." Kirlia turned their head, unsure how to take this situation. [break][break]

"Don't worry... Now you are a part of something. Something that will fix this wretched world... I'll take care of you." Anahel patted the pokèmon's head before returning them to its ball. "I promise."[break][break]

Anahel quickly made her way back to the VIP room.[break][break]

The girl gave a bored stare as she flashed the ball to the man. "Done."

dorian westcliff

NOTES

✦ RECRUITMENT: ACT I