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Post by KEIICHI RYUUKI on Jan 30, 2012 4:19:58 GMT -5
he was going to do it. kei took a few deep breaths, his pokeballs at the ready in order to defend himself. he was going to do it, he was really going to do it. his palms were sweating as he quietly approached the rocket headquarters -- it wasn't going to be a huge mission. he was on his own for this one. if all went well, he would slip in and out without being seen or having to fight. he was merely gathering intel, trying to figure out how the headquarters was laid out. the rockets didn't know anything about the slowly building resistance, as far as kei knew, so he had to be stealthy and quiet about this whole thing... they wouldn't come seeking the resistance out. they would need to attack first, and to do that, they needed to have full information about the rocket base.
he crept through the hallways, plastering himself to the wall and holding his breath as grunts patrolled. as soon as they passed, he was on the move again, his large cloak billowing out behind him with his running. he glanced to the left and to the right, not bothering to look in front of him until he felt a hard body collide with his own. "shit!" he hissed, looking up at the figure before his eyes widened.
"ly...lynx? what -- what the hell are you doing here?"
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Post by LYNX HARPER on Jan 30, 2012 4:44:48 GMT -5
 [style=font-family: helvetica neue; font-size: 13pt; color: #888888; text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px #ffffff; font-weight: 100!important;]LET ME GET THIS STRAIGHT DO YOU WANT ME HERE? as i struggle through each and every year Lynx Harper was stuck on rounds. He hated doing rounds. It wasn't like there was anyone out there who dared stand up to Team Rocket. Much less get anywhere near their headquarters. So, really, there was no reason for him to pace back and forth through the winding hallways. Besides, this was grunt work, and Lynx was far from grunt-level. It was embarrassing.
The Rocket Executive hadn't been watching where he was going. Why should he? It wasn't like anyone was trying to break in and steal valuable information, right? That would be stupid, there were grunts everywhere in this place. Lynx was twirling a pokeball on the tip of his finger as if it were a basketball. He tossed it up in the air, as he walked, much more fascinated with the sphere containing his pokemon than the job at hand when all of a sudden, he felt another body colliding with his.
"ly...lynx? what -- what the hell are you doing here?"
Lynx's mind snapped out of La La Land and he focused on the person in front of him. He knew that hairstyle anywhere. "Kei?" he asked, rubbing his eye to make sure it wasn't some illusion concocted from the shock of the collision. "What do you mean what am I doing here? What are you doing here?" Lynx practically screeched. "Aside from trying to get yourself killed. Which, by the way, you're doing a fantastic job of,"
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