#codenamekobalt

“Executive Kobalt! What... what a pleasant surprise~” Ted simpered, his most fake smile beaming off his face like a flicking sun lamp. His arms crossed in front of him politely as he skirted the operating table that, unbeknown to him, had had the Executive’s son strapped to it a few weeks prior. Reminiscing about his victim had him rubbing his bruised head with a clean glove, and he fought off the grimace to look sunny again.

“Haha, gotta keep an eye on the lil gremlin somehow.”

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He might regret this. Possibly. Maybe. This guy had been the bane of Al’s existence since he first bumped into him at that abandoned shack, and now Al had the chance to get revenge... in a more unconventional way.

》: C O N T I N U E

Dressed in a grey hoodie, orange skirt, black stockings and shoes, Misaki strolled past the Souvenir shop in Mahogany Town. One of her Pokemon was sick and she went to retrieve some medicine only available in this town of the Johto region. She was searching for a small clinic that resided in this town. 

Unfortunately she got lost and the map in her PokeNav Plus gave her some complex instructions, puzzling her further. A sigh expelled from her as she brushed past a cerulean haired man. He did not catch her eye immediately, but after a while she felt as if he was following her. Not that she could confirm it because it could have just been a coincidence. Refusing to make him seem like a stalker, she did not to turn to head. Though she still could not shake off the uneasy sensation on her shoulders.

Looking down at her PokeNav Plus, Misaki stopped to glance around. 

He glanced towards the source of the voice that seemed to be addressing him, seeing a rather tall yet baby-faced man standing a bit behind him. He blinked slightly, only observing for a moment before just grinning and blowing smoke from his cigarette in the opposite direction, flicking the ashes off before replacing it in his mouth.

“We’re all a little lost aren’t we? Hmm, there’s a town somewhere around here, and a city somewhere else,” he said finally, giving a light shrug. Why was he being vague? Who knows, because he certainly did know where he was at. He found Route 120 in Hoenn to be quite beautiful and solemn at the same time, and he had even come prepared with a black umbrella due to the tendency for it to rain in the area. An umbrella which he had out currently due to the light drizzle; it’d be rather hard to smoke in such wet weather otherwise

Oh, so he found some sort of philosopher, eh? We’re all a little lost... How helpful, man. This dude is vague as hell and smells like cigarettes--maybe Al should keep wandering... though, the rain was starting to make his hair and clothes cling to him uncomfortably. He had been caught in the rain when it was a bit stronger--it had gone down to a drizzle thankfully, but he was still wet. He was not the best at doing fetch missions for Aqua, especially not on his own, but there was no one else available for the job.