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 Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:14 pm
The single word caught Aila completely off guard. If he had not expected her to give her name, then she was completely blown away that he would offer his own. Seth of Team Rocket, the first truly formidable opponent she had faced since had begun dealing in significant heists. If he was anything of a representative of the rest of that organization, perhaps it would be worthwhile to do a little research...
The thief hummed thoughtfully, "Understood." She raised Fleur's pokeball once more, scarlet light placing the Bulbasaur near the broken window. She lifted an arm high above her head, a gesture Fleur recognized as a signal for retreat. Green tendrils snaked forth from the pokemon's body and wrapped around Aila's own, lifting her towards the opening. "I would find it disagreeable," she called as she turned to leave, "if this were the last time we met."
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Posted: Tue Aug 03, 2010 6:26 pm
Seth and Pele watched as the Bulbasaur reappeared then lifted its trainer towards the opening in the glass. The owners of the bank sure wouldn't be happy about that window, but they would be even less happy if the thief had succeeded in robbing the bank.
The elite lifted a brow and snorted at her departing words. "You need some better lines." Still, it wasn't every day that someone actually wanted to meet him again.
Once she was gone, Seth gripped his side and grunted irritably. All that jerking around had aggravated his still healing wound. Pele was returned and the now drooling banker on the floor was left to his own devices.
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