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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 21:49:36 GMT -5
Janel ran up to the Team Death gates, pissed off. "GIVE ME MY CHARMANDER!" she yelled, her Aipom hid in her pack, scared.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:08:45 GMT -5
Cursing softly, Syl strolled to the gates, and folded his arms tightly across his chest. "Keep your voice down, damn it," He muttered to Janel. Golden eyes studied her face, searching for any indication of how much of a potential threat she could pose.
"What do you intend to do to get it back?" He snarled, fingers curled around a pokeball.
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 22:12:54 GMT -5
"If I don't get him back, I'll kill you." she said, glaring at him. "So let me in, give me my Pokemon back, and everyone gets to live another day." wiL poked his head out and looked at Syl and frowning.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:18:53 GMT -5
Syl snickered, leaning casually against the gate. "I'd love to see you try. Just what are you gonna do about it, girlie? Stand there and make threats? Because I have other things to do with my time...."
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 22:22:42 GMT -5
Janel looked at the gate before slowly climbing up it. "Just watch me." she said as she climbed the gate, wiL clinging to her.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:30:47 GMT -5
Syl shook his head, tangled locks of crimson hair bouncing around his thin shoulders. Although it was cold, and the wind nipped at his flesh with every gust, the Team Death Executive refused to wear his coat. It was for pussies, he told himself.
He regretted the decision immensely. Clad in nothing more than a black tank-top and pants, he shivered lightly, and tightened his grip on the pokeball he held. He'd have to fight her off, it seemed. Crushing the dreams of children, all in a day's work.
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 22:34:47 GMT -5
Janel had reached the top of the gate and was deciding weather to fall on Syl or not. She slowly slide down the gate, reaching the ground. She crossed her arms and asked "So do I have to commit murder to get my Pokemon back?"
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:38:00 GMT -5
Thick eyebrow was cocked in surprise. "Such grown-up words from such a little girl," Syl's raspy voice held a sarcastic air, and he grinned, displaying his rows of perfectly straight teeth. "Seriously kid, you might as well climb the hell back over the fence, because you're not getting passed me..."
The pokeball he'd been holding was suddenly tossed, revealing a purple-hued Weavile. Tsume flexed her claws, waiting for the girl to make a move.
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 22:41:38 GMT -5
Janel frowned and released Scythe, her Scythew, and whispered something in his ear. He nodded and used Pound on the Weavile. Janel ran past the two Pokemon while scythe did as she whispered to him.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:53:13 GMT -5
"Hey! Get back here!" Syl yelled, dashing after Janel. After a few steps, he suddenly stopped, a look of realization washing over his pale face. Whipping out a cell phone, a button near the bottom was pressed. "Lock the doors! She's making a break for it!" He grinned - she'd have to find a key if she wanted inside.
"Tsume..." Golden eyes shifted to the battle. "You did a good job..." Bony hand flew to his pocket, producing a Dark Ball. "And now for our prize..." Orb was tossed at Scythe, securing the Sythew safely inside. "Looks like she's going to have to get two pokemon back, now..."
Stuffing the stolen pokemon into his pocket, he leaned against the fence once more, Weavile sitting at his feet. She'd be back. And he'd be here when she was.
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 22:56:23 GMT -5
Janel frowned even more before looking back just in time to see Scythe get captured. She then sat on the ground, holding her head. "Stupid, stupid, stupid...." she muttered to herself, crying.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 22:59:34 GMT -5
Something glittered on the ground in front of her, a small metal object partially buried in the dirt. It seemed some careless grunt had dropped a key! Maybe it will fit the locked back entrance...
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 23:01:35 GMT -5
Janel saw the key and grabbed it, getting up and running to the door. she put the key in the slot and turned it, hoping the door would open.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 23:07:24 GMT -5
"Hey!" A voice shrieked from the other side. A scowling girl yanked the door open all the way, Janel caught in the crosshairs of her deadly glare. She spied the key in her hand, and pursed her lips. "What the hell are you doing walking around without your uniform!?"
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 23:08:57 GMT -5
Janel blinked and few times before deciding to go with a wild idea. "I forgot it before I left on a mission, that's why I don't have it, now let me in!"
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 13, 2008 23:11:54 GMT -5
Suspicious, the grunt nodded. "You're going to get us all in trouble, sheesh. You'd better put on a new one, before the boss sees you dressed like that. She'll flip out and we'll get another speech about team loyalty or whatever..."
Shrugging her shoulders, the grunt left to do something.
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Post by Nell on Jan 13, 2008 23:32:10 GMT -5
Janel nodded and gave a wave to Syl before entering the base. She went and found a uniform and put it on before looking around for her Pokemon.
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 16:30:41 GMT -5
Meanwhile, another unwelcome visitor was snooping around, though he was doing a much better job of remaining hidden. Chris was walking around the base, also in a Team Death uniform. When he noticed Janel, he rushed over and pulled her into a dark corner, whispering "What are you doing here?"
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Post by Nell on Jan 14, 2008 16:33:44 GMT -5
"I'm here getting my Pokemon back, what are you doing here?" Janel asked, looking at him like a cowardly dog. "Criminal Jenny stole Spike and Syl took my custome, Scythe."
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 16:37:18 GMT -5
"I'll help you get your Pokemon back" Chris told her. "But if you must know what I'm doing here, it's called undercover work, okay?"
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