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Spy School [M]
POSTED ON Mar 24, 2024 18:18:35 GMT
Oscar nodded along, his face expressionless as he took in Violet's explanation. She really knew herself, something told Oscar that this training was more of a formality than anything else. As he concluded her hypothetical scheme, Oscar chuckled lightly.
"You sound like you have a lot of experience already. Good, we need quality spies within our network." It did make Oscar just a tad uneasy. He was never really trustful of Rocket's spies, anyone who made it their business to deceive others for their own gain were likely not reliable as confidants. He much preferred being upfront with others, which is why if someone was his enemy he would just take their shit instead of luring them into a false sense of security first. Eh, different strokes different folks.
Regardless, Violet was ready to be tested--and with complete creative freedom Oscar had set up the perfect exam. "What I'm curious about though, is how well you perform without time for setup." Oscar leaned forward, placing his hands against the table as he shot Violet a wily grin. "So your examination is as follows--You have two hours to break into the office of fern delaney and steal this." He reached into his pocket and brought out a picture of what appeared to be a glass psyduck statuette. He held the photo aloft so that Violet could get a good view.
Oscar had approached Fern before the training to see if he could use his office for this very exam. Fern generously agreed, after taking all of his most sensitive files elsewhere of course. Violet, of course, did not need to know this detail.
"You may use any of the tools I've provided to accomplish this. No pokemon will be permitted, and to make sure you don't cheat..." Oscar put down the photo and pulled out a pure red pokeball. Released from it was a black Genesect with flame decals, the very first of its kind: Genesect Prime. "Prime here will be following you. It won't do anything but observe your actions." Prime gave Violet a wave of its claw, only semi-aware of what was currently happening based on what it had just heard.
Oscar pulled out his phone to check the time and whistled. "Fuck, listen to me blab. Fern will be back on the sub in one hour and fifty six minutes, better get going."
Violet Fairbanks
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