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 Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 7:16 pm
Eyes narrowed as the two punks followed her into the alleyway and started looking. She would have been surprised if they hadn't, and already had two pokeballs in hand, just in case they spotted her, which they did. Still, it was two against one, and making an escape had far better odds than trying to take them both on in a physical fight.
"Sorry boys, I don't have time to play," she muttered before triggering the release of one of the balls. A Torkoal making his appearance beside her on the metal platform. "Smokescreen," she commanded, and instantly a thick cloud of smoke billowed from the tortoise's mouth and down towards the pair to obscure their vision and hopefully hinder their progress towards her.
"Let's go, Darkfeather!" She called, while tossing the other ball into the air. Scooping up Hanu under her arm, she then made a leap off the platform, just in time to land on her Pidgeot's back as he appeared and spread his wings for flight.
With that, Nikki and her two Pokemon soared away from the thugs and over the rooftops. Returning the Torkoal back to his ball, she kept a look out for that man since he likely wasn't going to fare well. And soon enough, she spotted the brawl.
Now she had two options, she could leave the guy to die and escape on her own... or she could feel charitable and actually help him out. Usually she would take the former, but her words before would have been empty if she just left him to perish. Not to mention, he was someone that she could somewhat identify with. Thus, her mind was made up.
Ordering the Pidgeot to circle back around, she then issued the command to attack. And in the next instant, Darkfeather swooped down with his rider, and lashed out at the men in a Steel Wing attack in attempt to knock them away.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 7:45 pm
The attack did its job. the group was scattered with yelps of pain and surprise. two of the men didn't get up when they hit the ground, knocked out.
The others were broken away from Jerome's form, tumbling and scrambling while they tried to get back to their feet quickly.
The two men on the roof hurried to find their way down from the roof, having a difficult time now that they couldn't breath or see.
On the ground, guns were drawn from the remaining two gangsters, pointed upward.
gunfire went off, aimed in the sky at where the large Pidgeot was with its rider.
Jerome had been startled at first. wondering through a throbbing head what happened.
The man was quick to gather the situation however.
It hurt to move, but he was on his feet, kicking out brutally at the man closest to him. knocking his legs out from under him before he collapsed onto him, driving his first into the man until he was subdued.
This left only one man shooting up at Nikki.
This one however, was dealt with in a different way.
A Gangar with glowing green markings suddenly appeared next to the man, a very solid dark purple fist slammed into this man's face, blood erupting from his nose as he crumpled back.
Jerome panted, cut and swollen all over as he looked up from where he was, hunkered over the uncontentious gangster.
His dark eyes gazing over at the Ganger "Its about F***ing time Bro!" He barked, as he stiffly pushed himself up, looking up at the sky.
The Gangar looked away, a little sheepish.
"BANG!"
A shot rang out, cutting into the night and breaking the short silence, followed by a thick grunt from Jerome.
Something stung his chest, dazed, he lifted a hand up to touch that spot, feeling something wet, and warm.
"..."
He fell, trying to catch himself on the way down, but soon tumbled onto his back, dreadlocks splayed around the unshaven side of his head.
One of the men from the roof was taking aim again, rushing Jerome
"BANG! click click click"
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 7:54 pm
After the blow that managed to scatter and confuse the men for a moment, Darkfeather flew up and away, a shot managing to clip his tail feathers but doing no harm. By the time he and Nikki circled back around, more shots had rung out and now Jerome was on the ground. She knew they had to have guns, and her Pokemon wouldn't be able to stand a hit any better than she could.
However, since they had dared take a shot at her and her Pidgeot, now all bets were off. As they came within clear shot of the remaining two men from the roof, she gave her command, "Hyper Beam."
A powerful blast of crackling raw energy split the air and lit up the night as it shot from the Pidgeot's beak and towards the armed thugs. After which, she ordered the dark colored bird to land next to where Jerome had fallen. Keeping Darkfeather on guard, she dismounted quickly and went to the man's side to see if he was still alive.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 8:29 pm
Bro' the Gangar threw himself backwards, green eyes going wide as the human he was about to throw a toxic suddenly vanished behind a huge beam of light and an explosion following
"Gar! Gangar!"
Mouth falling open a little, before looking around sharply when the Pokemon responsible for the attack landed by Jerome and the rider dismounted.
He might have made a comment about it, impressed or a joke. But there was a more pressing situation.
Bro' hurried over to where Jerome was laying.
Jerome was alive, On the ground, with his hands clutching at his chest where two holes from the bullets were bleeding heavily.
barely aware of someone walking up next to him.
He jerked to try and get away, but let out a yell and a swear, falling still, and looking over at who had come up next to him. He could really only make out the blond hair.
"Heh" he chuckled weakly, working his way to try and sit himself up "Ya see Feathers, streets are a b***h, ain't they."
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 8:49 pm
Feathers? Heh.
"Don't tell me something I already know," Nikki replied as she walked up next to him, only to see the wounds in the man's chest. Bending down next to him, she looked over the gunshot wounds and knew that he wouldn't survive unless he got medical attention. Maybe not even if he did.
"Are you still interested in living?" She then asked, not wasting any time since his time was quickly running short. If she was going to help him though, he would have to make a choice.
"If not, I have no problem leaving you here. But if you join Team Rocket, I'll make sure you get help."
His life would have to come with a price, but if he decided to just give up, he wasn't worth it anyway.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 9:03 pm
At her first comment, he gave a low chuckle, carrying an odd amount of humor for someone who was in as much pain as he was.
his shift was soaked in blood, more oozed from his mouth.
He gagged as he finally managed to get himself up in a more dignified posture. draped uselessly against the wall of a building at he did so.
Here he was ready to die.
It was her comment that snapped his attention back.
Wavering, finding it hard to breath he lifted his eyes as best he could, staring at her from under his bowed head.
He stared very seriously, one eye closing from the pain.
"I don't wanna die here." he replied through heavy breath after a moment consideration. "I ain't ready to die."
as prepared as he was to after hearing that their territory was taken over, he didn't want to die. he never wanted to die tonight.
He didn't expect anything different... yet here was an option. Join Team Rocket? ... never in his life did he think something like this would happen
"I'll join" he gasped "I'll swear to Team Rocket. If ya help me live."
He was sagging further, jaw clenching hard as even colors were starting to blur together now.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 9:13 pm
"All right," Nikki said as she released yet another Pokemon, this one being her Charizard. Yuushi stood there and stared for several moments as she summed up the situation, growling quietly at the smell of blood.
"If you break your word, I'll be the one to kill you myself," she then warned while withdrawing her knife and using it to cut some fabric from her pant leg. The strip of fabric was then pressed against his wounds to help with the bleeding. Time was of the essence though.
"Yuushi, help me," she told the Charizard with a firm command. The fire type using her strength to help Nikki lift the man and place him on Darkfeather's back. The Pidgeot was disgruntled with having to bear a rider he didn't know, but did as he was told. Once Jerome was positioned on the bird's back, Nikki climbed onto her Charizard, and the pair took off. Taking wing and making the rapid flight back to HQ. Hopefully they would make it in time.
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Posted: Sun May 01, 2011 9:20 pm
One eye still closed, a small smirk feathered the corners of his lips at her warning, but made no further comment.
Trying to keep up with what was happening after that, but everything went very fuzzy. She was doing something, he was being lifted, placed down again.
He could feel cold hair brushing past him, whipping his dreadlocks around. most of them had broken out of their tie during the fight.
Somwhere during the flight the man passed out, drooped over the Pidgeot, that he was likely not bleeding all over.
Bro' wasn't to sure what was going on, but he was about to leave Jerome. his buddy needed him, and some strange girl was taking him away?
The Gangar eyed the other two pokemon, hearing something about Team Rocket.
He was going to have to get the whole story from Jerome... if he lived that was.
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