Post by Kouji Sakuraba on Mar 16, 2015 4:29:25 GMT -5
Now that the insane ordeal known as the ‘Capture of Richissime’ was over, Kouji and Darren had finally managed to get out from the zip ties (but with a rather skewed success rate, because while Darren was cutting Kouji’s bonds loose he’d ended up accidentally slicing his boss’ flesh without meaning to) and they’d managed to regroup—though in the chaos, they’d lost contact with the redhead that they’d managed to release from the bonds that were holding him as well. Thankfully, Kouji didn’t cut him open—and so they were over at where the paramedics were situated, the Breeder getting his left hand checked by the medical team; while his assistant had gone back upstairs in order to be able to pack up the stuff they’d used in order to set up their booth.
That was a painful, if somewhat insane ordeal… the Breeder thought absentmindedly, not minding the alcohol that was poured over the cut. It did sting, but that was the least of his worries—he was glad to know that his ‘mons were being collected by Darren at the moment—little was he expecting his purple-haired assistant to come rushing back to him, being followed by two Pokémon. He looked up the moment he heard the familiar Castelian twang echoing through the air, and while the medic that was tending to his injuries had asked him to sit back down since she wasn’t finished with his injury, he then looked down and said, “I’ll be back in a bit…” before quickly hoisting up his frame and hobbling over to where Darren was now standing, holding a bunch of containment units—and being shadowed by what appeared to be a bat as well as something that looked rather…devious.
“Whoa, whoa, please, excuse me… that’s my assistant you’re attempting to manhandle over there. Sorry if he’s causing such a ruckus,” he apologized to the Interpol agents that were now trying to haul him away—because Darren looked rather…crazed. “Hey, D, calm down!” he began, quickly whacking the purple-haired assistant with his right hand. Hissing as his left hand was still stinging, he then chuckled as Darren began to go on some kind of rant, which ended with him unceremoniously dumping all the containment units in his hands—thankfully he had the foresight to house his legions in unusual PokeBalls, like his first boss normally did. “So… what you’re trying to say is that this Zubat and that other one followed you and wouldn’t stop even if you told them to stay put?” he began with the hint of a smirk on his face; and then added, “Darr, you need to take a chill pill,” before bonking him upside the head again, and looking at the two ‘mons that were out of their containment units.
A Sneasel and a Zubat, huh… well, wouldn’t hurt to have them come along… he thought, before nodding again in his assistant’s direction. “Take care of them for me, will you? We’re taking them back to the Ranch… but first… calm down, man!” he ended with a chuckle, hearing Darren’s accented ramblings going over his head again before giving him another conk for good measure.
A one-shot post/thread detailing Kouji and Darren's exploits after the incident's over. Also, claiming the Sneasel with EM: Counter and Zubat in this post.
That was a painful, if somewhat insane ordeal… the Breeder thought absentmindedly, not minding the alcohol that was poured over the cut. It did sting, but that was the least of his worries—he was glad to know that his ‘mons were being collected by Darren at the moment—little was he expecting his purple-haired assistant to come rushing back to him, being followed by two Pokémon. He looked up the moment he heard the familiar Castelian twang echoing through the air, and while the medic that was tending to his injuries had asked him to sit back down since she wasn’t finished with his injury, he then looked down and said, “I’ll be back in a bit…” before quickly hoisting up his frame and hobbling over to where Darren was now standing, holding a bunch of containment units—and being shadowed by what appeared to be a bat as well as something that looked rather…devious.
“Whoa, whoa, please, excuse me… that’s my assistant you’re attempting to manhandle over there. Sorry if he’s causing such a ruckus,” he apologized to the Interpol agents that were now trying to haul him away—because Darren looked rather…crazed. “Hey, D, calm down!” he began, quickly whacking the purple-haired assistant with his right hand. Hissing as his left hand was still stinging, he then chuckled as Darren began to go on some kind of rant, which ended with him unceremoniously dumping all the containment units in his hands—thankfully he had the foresight to house his legions in unusual PokeBalls, like his first boss normally did. “So… what you’re trying to say is that this Zubat and that other one followed you and wouldn’t stop even if you told them to stay put?” he began with the hint of a smirk on his face; and then added, “Darr, you need to take a chill pill,” before bonking him upside the head again, and looking at the two ‘mons that were out of their containment units.
A Sneasel and a Zubat, huh… well, wouldn’t hurt to have them come along… he thought, before nodding again in his assistant’s direction. “Take care of them for me, will you? We’re taking them back to the Ranch… but first… calm down, man!” he ended with a chuckle, hearing Darren’s accented ramblings going over his head again before giving him another conk for good measure.
A one-shot post/thread detailing Kouji and Darren's exploits after the incident's over. Also, claiming the Sneasel with EM: Counter and Zubat in this post.
one-shot for claiming his 'mons, in order to move to Nue officially!
CODED BY SYLVIE
