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Post by Nell on Jan 14, 2008 16:41:13 GMT -5
She nodded and said "Thank you, I'd hug you, but I don't want to look out of place." She then looked around and asked "Where do you suppose the factory is located?"
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 16:45:55 GMT -5
"I've got Arcane working on that at the moment" Chris whispered. "He's still got the Spooky Plate, so he can slip through everything here without detection. I'm expecting him to rendevouz with me in a minute or so."
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 17:48:10 GMT -5
Syl sighed, shifting his weight from foot to foot. He was getting tired of waiting for Janel to return, and frankly it was insanely cold outside. Shivering again, he cursed his stupidity for not wearing a coat.
"Screw it," He muttered, shifting his gaze to the Weavile sitting patiently at his feet. "Tsu, you stay here and stall her in case she comes back. I'm going to find my coat..."
Braving the wind, Syl made the long trek from the heavy iron gates to the back door, and twisted it open. He raised an eyebrow - why was it unlocked, anyway?
"Coat, coat..." The Executive walked from room to room, searching for his heavy black coat. He wasn't entirely sure where he left it, but he knew he had to find it soon.
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 17:51:22 GMT -5
Hearing Syl's voice, Chris pinned himself and Janel close to the wall, so they were hidden in the shadows. Eventually, Arcane returned, whispering <I found the room where Spike is being kept. I'm going to get the Pokeball now.> With that, he disappeared as quickly as he had appeared, heading back to the factory.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 17:56:15 GMT -5
Syl sighed. Damn it! Where the hell did he leave it! In his laziness, he'd stuffed the most precious of all of his pokemon into one of his coat pockets, for easy access. Sen could be in the hands of anybody right now, and there was nothing he could do about it.
Facial features tightened into an intense scowl as numerous scenarios played through his mind, each more horrific than the last. Tearing out of the room he'd been in, he stood in the hall, taking several deep breaths to calm himself down. "Where the fuck is my coat!!!"
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 18:00:21 GMT -5
Hearing the sounds of Syl's anger, Chris figured it would be the perfect opportunity to get some blackmail on Syl. Managing not to alert Syl (which in itself was a miracle), he released Dark Frost and whispered "I need you to find Syl's coat and steal Sen's Pokeball from it. With that, we can get Janel's Scythew back." With a gentle nod, Dark Frost snuck around him, going into the room he had been in and eventually found his coat. <How can he not know where this is?> he asked himself as Sen's Pokeball was quickly withdrawn. Then he returned to Chris quickly, earning a big time "Well done" before being returned. Holding Sen's Pokeball, he whispered "We can use this to our advantage. Now all we need is Arcane."
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 18:05:45 GMT -5
Picking another room at random, the red-head had finally chosen correctly. His coat was atop a couch, probably used as a pillow for some sleeping grunt. "I hate Team Death," he muttered in a fit of rage, dusting it off and sliding it on. The thick black fabric was like his second skin - skin that had pockets, that is.
Hand slipped into the right-side front pocket, and Syl paled. They'd taken her! Frantically, he checked the other pockets, but the familiar dented red-and-white pokeball was absent. Rushing back into the hall, he made a mental list of the people who could have potentially stolen his Mesprit. ... A daunting task. He groaned - why did he have so many enemies?
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 18:11:46 GMT -5
Eventually, Arcane returned once more, holding Spike's Pokeball in his mouth. "Alright Arcane, get us out of here right now" Chris commanded. With a nod, the legendary used his psychic powers to teleport Chris, Janel and himself outside. "Okay, now all we need to do is let Syl know about this so we can get Scythe back." Having an idea, Chris scribbled a note and made Arcane psychically blow it to Tsume. It read "We have your precious Mesprit. If you want it back, meet us in one of the abandoned rooms. Come alone, and bring the custom Pokemon you stole." The group then teleported to the meeting point, turning the lights out.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 18:20:11 GMT -5
Syl stormed out of the building, rage building with every step he took. Pulling his coat tightly around his shoulders, golden eyes surveyed his surroundings, looking for Tsume.
He found the confused Weavile clutching a letter, which he yanked viciously out of her grasp. He groaned - damn! So it was true, they'd gotten to his pokemon. He rushed quickly back into the building, peering into each room until he came upon the darkened one.
Pulling open the door, he took a few steps inside. "Give me my Mesprit, or face the wrath of my pokemon," He growled, unsure of what he would see. "I don't care if you're on my team or not."
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 18:22:47 GMT -5
The lights turned on, revealing Chris and Arcane. "Small world isn't it?" he asked, holding Sen's Pokeball. "I heard how your team stole a Pokemon belonging to my sister, and then I saw how you stole her custom Pokemon. Here's how we do this. You hand Tsume my sister's Pokemon and she carries it to me. At the same time, I'll send Dark Frost there with Sen." He released his Weavile and handed him Sen's Pokeball. "Understand me?"
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 18:26:29 GMT -5
Syl grimaced. "Not you again. I thought you were a fucking goodie goodie, why the hell are you stealing my pokemon? Don't you understand I'm only doing this for the good of the team...?"
He sighed, withdrawing the pokeball he'd stolen earlier from his pants pocket. "It doesn't matter. Someone else will steal it back, eventually..." He passed it to Tsume, who'd been silently following her trainer. She grasped it lightly in her claws, careful not to scratch the pain, and grinned at Dark Frost. It had been ages since she'd seen the other Weavile.
Slowly, she moved forward, carrying the orb.
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 14, 2008 18:31:29 GMT -5
Dark Frost gave a gentle smile her way too, moving forward at exactly the same time and pace as Tsume. Eventually, the Pokeballs were given back to their rightful owners and the two Weavile returned to their trainers (but not before Dark Frost gave Tsume a playful wink). "Well, we're done here, so I'll see you around sometime" Chris said, the group teleporting away again.
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Post by freeziepop on Jan 14, 2008 18:37:16 GMT -5
Muttering a string of curses under his breath, Syl gave Sen's pokeball a quick kiss on the button before pocketing it again. "I'll never take off my jacket again," he swore, collapsing face-down onto the couch and pulling a pillow over his head. "Why me. Why god. Why?"
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Post by Nell on Jan 14, 2008 22:16:54 GMT -5
Janel clutched the two Pokeballs close to her and whispered "I'm so sorry for letting you two get captured. "She then hugged Chris and said "Thanks big brother." She then put the Pokeballs back in their rightful place before heading towards the door. WiL popped out and lunged at Syl, hitting him with his tail as Janel caught him.
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Post by carnax489 on Jan 15, 2008 4:12:46 GMT -5
"No problem sis" Chris said with a smile. "Just make sure you don't get into any more trouble. I can't keep helping you all the time, you know."
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