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THAT LOVE IS LIKE A GHOST. OH, AND THE MOONLIGHT BABY SHOWS YOU WHAT'S REAL. THERE AIN'T A LANGUAGE FOR THE THINGS THAT I FEEL, AND IF I CAN'T HAVE YOU, THAN NO ONE EVER WILL. I DON'T FEEL IT TILL IT HURTS. YES, I KNOW THAT LOVE IS LIKE A GHOST.

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It was a Bibarel.[break][break]

Bailey Cooper glanced at the large, cumbersome normal-type as it wandered out from the nearby grass. Known as one of the dumbest looking pokemon that could be found in Hoenn, the young Sergeant could not recall a time where a trainer had ever used the beaver pokemon.[break][break]

“Good enough for me,” and she deployed her Kommo-o, letting the Dragon tangle with the wild pokemon until he had it pinned—his knee pressed into the creature's back, holding it to the ground to keep it from escaping.[break][break]

With a lazy toss, Bailey Cooper threw her pokeball.

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Her words of encouragement fill his tiny heart with joy—despite being an ice pokemon, Chubs had nothing but warmth to share with the pale haired scientist. His cries of delight make the other League officers clutch at their chests, pained by his affection. His blubber was as soft as a marshmallow beneath her hand.[break][break]

The chocolates harden. As they cool, the small pokemon would attempt to push them out from their molds. Somehow, his flippers do not struggle with this task as each candy is retrieved. Some shapes are messier than others, but as Chubs struggled to arrange them next to Persephone's, the mismatch between neat chocolates and messy chocolates somehow looked... appealing?[break][break]

The door opened and shut. Bailey Cooper returned to the kitchen, setting her phone on a nearby counter.[break][break]

Chubs would immediately glance in Persephone's direction—it was showtime. His chocolate drenched fur almost made the Sergeant glance right over his head.

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She parked her motorcycle at the outskirts.[break][break]

Odale Town was blanketed by silence during this early morning. It had found itself the target of repeated Rocket skirmishes, but the efforts of the League had kept the marauders at bay while the town could rest in silence.[break][break]

Bailey Cooper wiped oil from her hands—a towel thrown over her shoulder. The young Sergeant had spent the last hour tinkering with her bike, performing the maintenance that a responsible owner would perform: check the oil, check the tire pressure, and other menial tasks that had become routine for her.

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He dribbled the chocolate into the molds.[break][break]

Chubs inevitably spilled more chocolate than he poured, leaving each mold a sloppy, wet mess... but it was the thought that counted as he did his best to let the chocolate flow from the whisk into the tiny, cut out shapes. The heart was malformed. The luvdisc had too many bumps. The star was unrecognizable. The sight of the mess did not faze the Spheal. He was like a child making their first piece of artwork. It was sloppy. It was a mess.[break][break]

But he was damn proud of it.[break][break]

“Waa!” and his chocolate flippers slapped against one another in joy as he waited for the candies to harden... and he turned his attention to Persephone, watching with wide eyes as she filled her molds with a level of precision that he was unable to imitate.

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They had... to make sure that the Pangoros would bang.[break][break]

“What the fuck,” was all Bailey Cooper could say as she looked out at the expanse of the ranch—bamboo shoots were aplenty, trying to mimic the environment that these brawly bears would have inhabited. She could suddenly see why this rancher was so eager to guarantee a profit. He must have dumped tons of money into this place.[break][break]

She returned her Pancham to its pokeball, refusing to let it witness this degeneracy—she could explain the pidgies and the beedrills at a later point in time.[break][break]

“I... don't have a damn clue what to do,” and she turned to look to the other League member that had been given this assignment. By the look in Bailey's eyes, it was clear that she wanted no part in this, but it was too late to back out now. "Play romantic music? Set up some candles? I... I didn't train for this."

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Bailey found herself trapped by the squabble, watching the trainer and his Glaceon circle around her—it snapped her from her from her stupor, watching the exchange with a hint of irritation. This was not a private sand bar, but maybe for one moment, she wished it was.[break][break]

A few months ago, she would have found it entertaining. She liked watching people interact with their pokemon in silly, ridiculous ways. But right now? She was not in the mood... and it took physical effort to refuse to be swayed.[break][break]

Sand sprayed across her lap from their antics. In the distance, she could see Turtonator's big bald head poke out from the water, telling her that he had his eye on her. So, she couldn't make an ass out of herself, even when the trainer asked questions that should have been none of his damn business. [break][break]

“I got ditched.” Simple answer. “Long story, don't ask.”[break][break]

And it was at this point that her Blastoise burst from the water, walking back onto the beach... with a pokemon over his shoulder.[break][break]

He slapped the unconscious Araquanid to the ground, its legs folded in the way that bug-pokemon did when they lost a battle. The stern water-type crossed his arms over his chest, foot thumping, as if to say: Well? You gonna fucking catch it?[break][break]

Like a child asked to perform their chores, Bailey Cooper groaned and threw one of the pokeballs from her belt. “Happy?” He would nod, turning to march back into the waters.

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He took it without permission.[break][break]

“Hey, I didn't say you could—” but her attempts to intercept her phone from Kyle's hands proved to be futile. He was quick to dive into Bailey's messages, finding the conversation between her and this 'secret' admirer. It was someone that worked for the League—someone that Bailey had never bothered to speak with. “You said yes?! Great. Now I have to deal with him.”[break][break]

Who would confess their love to someone in the wake of a funeral? Bailey Cooper had barely enough time to sort out her own emotions and dealing with her loss, and now she had to deal with someone else as they spilled their heart to her? Before she could even have the chance to seek closure? It was bullshit. It was suspicious. [break][break]

She wanted to kick the little fuck right in the teeth—so, she had sought Kyle for backup.[break][break]

But for once, the Sergeant seemed so preoccupied with her frustration that she was able to distract herself from her mourning. There was a hint of the old Bailey as she snatched her phone back. “Look, either he's a crazy stalker or he's a Rocket. Either way, I'm going to beat his ass the minute he shows up. I'm not gonna be bamboozled. Fuck that.”[break][break]

She gagged at the mention of the video. “Don't. The only thing you'll film is me holding his head under the water until the bubbles don't come up.” There was a lake at their destined date. It was likely to happen.

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He would get his fur dirty. It would be inevitable.[break][break]

Chubs was eager to get back to his stirring, even if he struggled to achieve an ounce of progress. With each slow stir, sometimes chocolate would slosh up the rim of the wobbly bowl, drenching the bottom of his flippers. “Waa, waa!” He sounded like he was proud of his progress, holding up the chocolate drenched whisk as if to say: look, I did it![break][break]

And then, he would get back to his stirring, imitating the progress of everyone else. Some were already selecting their molds, ready to have their chocolate set into soft, heart-shaped chunks of sweetness.[break][break]

The Spheal would notice the trays, glancing between the molds and the door where Bailey's silhouette could be seen—still talking on the phone, her back leaned to the door. It would take her a while to come back. He seemed to know that as he pointed a flipper to one of the molds. The hearts.[break][break]

“Waaa?” It sounded like a question. It sounded like he was being polite. It was amazing what a small, round pokemon could convey with such simple sounds. Would she like it? Would hearts be a good shape?

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She had challenged the gym on a whim.[break][break]

Someone had to pull the breaker, turning on the spotlights that were trained on the circular battle arena—a pokeball-like pattern engraved into the ground, marking the perimeter that the pokemon would have to abide by. It was a familiar sight. Bailey Cooper had been a trainer for the majority of her life—the layouts of gyms were familiar to her, even if she never bothered to pursue the League Challenge.[break][break]

That would change. Each day had brought new challenges for the young woman—challenges that replayed in her mind, souring her mood and making her eager to find an outlet. Pokemon Battling had been the most cathartic. [break][break]

The young Sergeant took her position, standing on the challenger's side of the arena. A red capsule bounced in her free hand—her choice had already been made.[break][break]

There was a loud crack as Tink, her Togekiss, was deployed to the battle arena.[break][break]

TRAINER BAILEY HAS CHALLENGED YOU!

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The fairy-type lofted into the air, gently flapping her wings to hold her position. “You ready?” A question to the gym leader and to her pokemon—Tink turned her head to glance back in Bailey's direction, making a mocking expression to try and draw a reaction from her trainer—a smile or something that could change the woman's increasingly morose temperament.[break][break]

Bailey spared a smile, but it could only last for a few moments before she steeled herself, waiting to see what the Gym Leader would chose for his first pokemon.[break][break]

serene grace | extreme speed, aura sphere, air slash, heal bell, dazzling gleam, magic coat

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His words drew a fraction of her focus. He didn't fit in? He was a council member--how the hell did he not fit in? She does not comment, choosing to swirl her glass and try to dip back into her solitude. She had humored conversation. She could just come up with some bullshit response and he would be on his way, like how all of their interactions had gone.[break][break]

Except one comment drew her focus, refusing to let Bailey Cooper sit in silence. Her celebration?[break][break]

“Is it?” Bailey could not separate the dryness from her voice. [break][break]

After hours of waiting for this event to end, the Sergeant was at the end of her rope—hours of standing on that stupid platform as the League went down the list of names, reading them off as if this were a High School graduation, had worn down what little patience she possessed. “I couldn't tell,” and her hand gestured to the empty bar stools and to the empty table where she was supposed to be seated.[break][break]

There was no one. She was alone, without a single person that cared—it was a thought that continued to strike beneath the ribs.[break][break]

Her next sip was too deep, too quick, to fully appreciate the taste of the bourbon as it greeted her throat. It polished the glass, leaving it empty and useless... and there was a hard click as she brought it down to the table. “I don't want to be here,” and she propped an elbow atop the table, just so she could fold her hand beneath her chin. “Don't even know why I've stuck around—free food, I guess? They had us practicing for this all day. I haven't eaten.”[break][break]

And knowing her luck, the catering would be shit.[break][break]

On an empty stomach, the liquor was eager to fizzle its way into her bloodstream; the sergeant felt the familiar tinge and took it as a warning... except she had been so eager to polish her glass, she had probably dipped too far off the deep end.[break][break]

It wouldn't be the first time she got drunk at an event like this. [break][break]

“The faster I get out of here, the better,” and the empty glass was slid to the barkeep's waiting hand.

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Bailey Cooper was wasting her time, staring at the grain of the wood that ran through the countertop; a dark spiral that she scratched with her nail, stripping the varnish as her finger dug into its groove. It was pointless. It was destructive. The newly instated Sergeant only stopped when the barkeep glanced in her direction as he started to prepare her drink.[break][break]

A bottle of liquor was pulled down from the high shelf—an amber glass with ample liquor that flowed from its neck, spilling across one, globe-like ice ball that crackled the moment the bourbon made contact. The half glass was not filled to her liking—there could have been more. The bourbon wasn't poured to the edge, just to remind her that her drinking habits were starting to become worrisome.[break][break]

The young woman always struggled with moderation.[break][break]

She nursed the drink in her hand, taking slow sips to let it greet her palate. It was a familiar burn. Someone would usually start to bullshit, talking about all of the nuances that they could taste—all Bailey could detect was bourbon. Just fucking bourbon. No light caressing of vanilla. No brambly spices. None of the bullshit that they printed on the bottle to sell the product.[break][break]

It was smooth. That was all that mattered.[break][break]

She heard his footsteps. The museum tile could make even the softest of footfall click with every step. Her eyes never strayed from her glass, never bothering to turn to see who was approaching. It could have been a newly promoted Officer getting a drink to celebrate the occasion—like what she should have been doing.[break][break]

His voice proved her wrong. Bailey raised her gaze up from the rim of her glass, focusing on the colorful arrangement of bottles and Fernando Silph's distorted reflection.[break][break]

“Fernando,” was her only greeting, unintentionally mimicking what he had done at the Winter's Ball. “Surprised you're not standing out front.” It was a neutral statement—she had said those words before they could process, evident by the distant look in her eye.[break][break]

Another sip. How much longer was she going to have to stay here?

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POSTED ON Feb 22, 2019 1:00:53 GMT

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They were told to rendezvous at dusk. According to the gathered intel that the League had provided, Rocket had intended to attack Odale during the early morning, when activity in the region would be at its lowest.[break][break]

Bailey Cooper, the newly instated Sergeant, had been told the coordinates for the rendezvous and what to expect—grunts that would have numbers and violence on their side. All methods were permissible, as long as it guaranteed the safety of Odale. It had been one of the biggest assignments she had accepted. Her experience in the raid and the invasion had been surprises that had been sprung upon her. Now, the officer found herself walking into a situation with full awareness...[break][break]

It gave her time to prepare. It gave her time to reflect on what was to come.[break][break]

She wished she still had her partner—that was the thought that plagued her mind as Fidget, her Decidueye, flew her through the rural landscape. The bird was as quiet as a ghost, passing through the shadows with a speed that made Bailey's eyes water in protest.[break][break]

The Sergeant stepped into the clearing, out from the shadows, to see the arrival of her companion for this mission. It was a familiar face, but Bailey is unable to explain why. Her footsteps crunch through the long blades of grass. “Saw nothing on the way here,” and her voice is kept low, whispered as her eyes glance to the surrounding trees to make sure they were alone.[break][break]

There was a chance that they would have to kill to defend themselves. “I've dealt with Rocket before, but not like this. Guess this will be the first time I get the element of surprise,” and the Officer tried to not think of the reality of the situation, fixating on the chance that maybe—just maybe—they could apprehend the culprits without blood being shed.[break][break]

Because Bailey Cooper never envisioned herself as a soldier or as a killer.

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