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So the day had begun and Ricki found herself with a lot of work for once. After a slow start off, she was getting work left and right finally. Part of her suspected that crazy Interpol Agent, Heloise Brennan, had something to do with it, but she wouldn’t complain. More work, more money, and an easier life ahead of her for when she’d have down time. She even had someone else to help make up for funds she occasionally lacked, which was a huge wave of relief for her. He was kind, patient, helpful, smart, good looking… Not that that she really paid attention to that part. No, of course not, Jason was just her goofy companion with the social skills of a shy child, and he’d be hanging around until he found other means of work…
Ricki shook her head, rolled her shoulders, and continued to march off from town and towards the entrance of the Diglett Cave. She was going solo once more with this job, mostly because more urgent matters called for Jason’s attention. Someone had gone missing from town and Ricki wasn’t really proficient in the field of finding people unless she was using her Lucario. So, with the plans to go to the Diglett Cave having already been made beforehand, Ricki decided to leave her Lucario with Jason. With Rep’s help, she was sure they’d be able to find the person and make it to the next town in no time, so she didn’t have really anything to worry about.
Standing by the entrance to the cave and adjusted the old high school athlete’s duffel bag she carried her stuff around in, Ricki looked around for her employers. They hadn’t been very good at describing themselves, so they just told her "We’ll find you. Just wait at the entrance, no worries" and so there she waited. Five pokeballs on her hip, and a set of black fingerless gloves on, she was sure she was pretty much ready for anything at this point.
Unfortunately for Miss Richelle Jace, that was far from the truth.
Cloaked by the shadows that were cast down by the trees on this day, a figure stood with a hood resting over his head casting a shadow over his eyes yet a few bangs of red hair managed to escape the confines of his hood sticking out here, and there. He had arrived early, but not alone you see this was a very important job top priority, and all that jazz so he made sure to put his game face on standing amongst the shadows he was hidden from view along with his partner in crime. With a sinister grin that spread across his features the male leaned his head forward just a bit but not enough to give away his hiding spot, ”Oh my…so it is her…” he said as he rested his eyes upon the green haired female he had met in Saffron. The grunt chuckled as he adjusted his fingerless gloves on each hand making sure they were snuggly fit into place, turning to the girl he had been partnered with he gave Yumi a serious glance before turning away, ”Don’t mess this up” he said to her in a very dry tone, kneeling down he made sure the girl remained where she was at. Soon after he turned his eyes onto Yumi once more, thankfully his hood hiding the look of annoyance he was giving the other red head, as much as he hated still seeing her march under the Rocket banner he had to stay on point if he messed this one up, he’d end up with a bullet to the head. ”So we distract her, like we planned you use Elekid to sneak around her, and zap her out…me and you we keep her attention on us, make it look like we are going to give her a fighting chance or some shit” he whispered to the girl before rising to his full height.
With that he turned away from her, ”Since you insist to be a rocket let’s make this clean, and fast…no reason stalling for too long, don’t want any civilians showing up, or some pesky ranger” he warned the girl with a sharp tone. Once the plan was in place, he would wait in silence for the girl to make the first move, of course he was waiting for Elekid to march out once it had done so he gave Yumi an over the shoulder glance with a firm nod signaling for them to begin their end of the plan.
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 7, 2013 15:20:08 GMT -5
Before they had gone into hiding, laying in wait for their target's arrival, Yumi had made sure to release he elekid, a small electric scaredy cat by the name of Tarkin. The small pokemon was not exactly "battle hardened." In fact, he had been in a few battles, but he always found himself in a terrifying situation, or a crushing loss despite his overly powerful thunder attack, which Yumi believed was a sign of his latent talent. Dishing out the order, Yumi made sure Tarkin knew the plan. Once they had succesfully distracted Ricki, Tarkin would come out from around the corner of the cave, fully charged and give the girl a thundershock to knock her out, or perhaps temporarily paralyze her. Just to be sure no mistakes were made, the red head made sure to leave Ko-ken, her guardian and masterful fighting type, Sawk, stay with the small yellow pokemon. Ko-Ken was easily the most focused of the team, so if an order was given, he was bound to make sure it was followed.
At first, the blue pokemon rejected the order, naturally surprising his owner. "Huh, why on earth not!? You know I need you on the ball for this one! It's a really big job and I can't afford to screw it up." Yumi honestly didn't want to do this kidnapping, truth be told, but it was important, and while she did have a good reputation for her speed with missions in her team, she did not however have immunity to failure. She needed her pokemon focused for this one, or she could be looking for another source of income. Sighing quietly, her Sawk gave her an answer, nodding towards the other red haired grunt that walked on into the diglett cave. He had previously labeled him as many things. Rude. Perverted. Sly. Arrogantly persistent. Just to name a few. He needed to protect Yumi, and leaving her with him was not fulfilling that role. Yumi looked between the two with a quiet sigh.
"Look...I have four other pokemon on my belt. I swear I'll be fine. If anything goes wrong, I'll be sure to call you back, you have my word." She offered her small hand, waiting for the Sawk's much larger one to shake. Ko gave one final, judging glance to Bunji, before accepting the deal, patting elekid on the back and bringing him to their own hiding spot, remembering to act as wild pokemon if noticed by any trainers. Yumi was glad to see her pokemon trust her and gave a weak smile, wondering back to Bunji and hiding until Ricki arrived.
Eventually, the green haired girl arrived, carrying a duffel bag over her shoulder. Yumi grinned, eager to get to the action of the job, no matter how short it might be. Pulling on the long sleeves of her gloves she made sure she was ready to go, but felt dragged back as she had to listen to Bunji re-iterate the plan. They had been over this so many times it had become a bore. Do this, do that, go here, go there. At least when she had missions alone she could take some liberties, but ever since she met Bun he was either a show off, a pervert, or, since their last encounter, a complete and utter tool of utmost dickery. You see she had recently been told to leave the rockets by him, though no matter how many times she repeated her reasons to him it just didn't get through his thick skull.
"Yeah yeah act like we called her here, which, uh, we DID." With a final roll of her eyes she emerged from the cave, smiling and waving casually to the green haired girl who approached, acting as if nothing was wrong. "Hey you must be Ricki right?~"
JUST SO YOU KNOW She's just so happy to see you Bunji
A few minutes had passed and Ricki was still all by her lonesome out there. Looking around for a moment, she tried to spot at least one other person out here, but it appeared to be pretty much vacant today. Maybe most of the travelers had settled down elsewhere already for the incoming winter, or were helping with the search back in town. She sighed and crossed her arms, drumming her fingers on her arm. It was all about waiting, and much to Ricki’s relief, it didn’t seem like she had to wait too long. A voice had called out and she slowly tilted her head back to the source. Spotting the red headed girl, Ricki offered a kind smile and began to turn to face her and the companion coming from the shadows.
“Yeah, that’s me” she greeted happily and started over towards Yumi. “I’m guessing you’re the one who call…” she trailed off for a moment when she saw just who it was that was accompanying the woman. Of course her luck would turn sour somehow as she found herself looking at a boy she’d met rather recently in Saffron City. He was flirtatious, perverse, observant, and a total asshole when he didn’t get his way. Ricki barely managed to catch herself before she glared at him. Instead, her focus remained on Yumi with a bit of a forced grin. “… ed? Heh, sorry lost my train of thought for a moment. I didn’t get your name in our call, by the way” she informed, rubbing the back of her head. Upon approaching Yumi, Ricki offered her hand in a handshake, trying her best to stay calm and in control.
This was a matter of business and it would be bad if she snapped and punched an employer in the face… No matter how much she believed he deserved a good punch to the face. Maybe it’d make him look better; the smug look did nothing for him. The point was, Ricki couldn’t lash out for the moment, so she just bit the bullet and looked over at Bunji. “Interesting company you have with you” she commented, her gaze turning cold as she merely quirked a brow at Bunji. “Hey there Candy Man, been a while, huh?” she questioned, obvious irritation leaking into her voice. Looking back to Yumi she tilted her head slightly, gaze warming back up at the potentially friendly figure before her. “Ready to go when you are.”
They were already in place, enough time had passed for him to know this to be true the crimson eyed male settled his eyes upon the green haired woman he would stand silent with a smirk on his face feeding off the irritation from the woman’s voice feeling a bit arrogant the male would chuckle as soon as the pleasantries where said, and done. Bunji was the senior grunt here so taking a step forward he practically stepped in front of Yumi for two reasons, the first was to keep Ricki focused upon him, and the second was to use his body as a shield so Yumi could give the signal without the green haired woman noticing. It was time for him to put his act up, and distract the woman ”The coward who fled from her troubles, burying her sorrows in random jobs. It is nice to see you again, such an intense glare you give off…so attractive, Ricki was it?” he asked her with a tone that carried his words with pure arrogance. Bunji was to his very core a bastard his own self worship had long since inflated his ego to a point where he had no more control over it, it was in times like these that he truly shined feeling himself as a superior to others, his ego only inflated further with every second.
Bunji raised a hand his index finger pointed at the girl with the golden eyes, and the vibrant green hair ”…now now show me some respect, I am your employer after all, so best you do as you are told girl…this will be fun, wont it?” he paused for a moment to allow his taunting words to sink in, he was purposely working to anger her. Why? Simple, if she as angry she was blind, and if she was blind she would never see it coming so Bunji at this point was the bright beacon attracting all the attention purposely putting himself in the way of the speeding train, however you want to look at it the male with the crimson eyes was nothing more but an ego filled asshole. ”Now, chop chop! We have work to do Ricki” he said again purposely throwing jabs at the girl so that he could further feed the fire of rage that was surely blazing within her.
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 7, 2013 17:44:58 GMT -5
Yumi rolled her eyes a little and sighed at the arrogant words flowing from her partners mouth. She was glad Ricki was nice, she seemed pretty cool too, maybe it was the hoody or just her green hair, but she just seemed to be someone Yumi would like to get to know...it was a real shame that she was the target of the day. Yumi secretly wished they did have a job for her, or perhaps just Yumi did. It was kown to her Ricki couldn't be hired as a hit man slash woman, but Yumi did wonder if she could pay her to kick Bunji in the crotch. As Bunji did his dance of dickery, Yumi waved her hand above her head. Likely viewable as some sign of saying Bun was coocoo for cocoa puffs, but to the Sawk peering out from behind a boulder at the back of Ricki, it was a signal to get to work. Ko-Ken nudged his little electric friend gently, giving Tarkin his own signal to get moving. The elekid nodded, working his way out of his hiding space and slowly winding his arms, a low hum emitting from his horns as sparks flew between them, a large charge building up in his body as he grew closer to the green haired trainer.
"Look I'm really sorry for my friend here....from the sound of things you guys of met, and for that, I also apologise, because he is on the utmost level of douche." Yumi glanced behind Ricki, her elekid readying his arms for a thundershock into the girls thighs, likely immobilising her if not knocking her out. With a regretful sigh, Yumi nodded, looking to Ricki with deeply apolgetic eyes. "I'm...also sorry for this." Tarkin gave enough time for the "For what" response before his claws dug into the trainer's thighs, sending a large electrical pulse throughout her entire body, Ko-Ken darting in and swooping her up, whether immobile or unconscious.
Deep breaths, count backwards from ten, imagine him getting kicked in the crotch a dozen times, anything, just don’t lose your temper, Ricki chastised herself as she tried very hard to hold her tongue. All of her emotions screamed to fight, her muscles were tense, and she was completely ready for it. For once, Ricki focused on her logic, though. Her eyes didn’t turn to Bunji, her focus just rested on Yumi with a slight plea for her to somehow get control of this jackass. It became quickly apparent that even the female redhead wasn’t entirely fond of her companion, though. Fan-fuckin’-tastic.
With the knowledge of Yumi being aware of Bunji’s douchebaggery, Ricki freely shot a glare over at him as he spoke so condescendingly to her. If there was one kind of person Ricki couldn’t stand, it was arrogant pricks who thought they were better than everyone else, especially her. Honestly, she was seriously considering hitting him, employer or not. Hearing Yumi begin an apology, Ricki simply rolled her eyes and looked back at the younger woman. The motion of her eyes had caused her to notice something briefly from the corner of her eye and she began to look back. As Yumi started to tack on another apology, Ricki was already interrupting her words. “No, no, don’t apologize, it’s not your faul—”
Her voice suddenly got caught in her throat as the Elekid’s claws dug into her legs. She let out a high pitch scream of pain that echoed through the cave. Immediately Ricki’s muscles constricted making her legs snap together, forcing the woman’s balance off kilter and she began to fall. She anticipated a fall to the ground, but her fall sent her into the arms of a hard blue creature. Her body was stiff as her muscles refused to cooperate and she was practically limp in the Pokémon’s arms, eyes wide in pain and shock. Trembling like she was shivering against a cold breeze, the most notable thing about the fallen trainer was the fact she was struggling to breathe. The electric currents had caused her chest to contract and it was refusing to expand no matter how hard she gasped for air.
After a few seconds of laying in the Sawk’s arms, the trainer was still trembling and feeling horribly weak, but that was enough. Starting to weakly struggle, Ricki’s eyes came to life with no longer pain or shock, but determination to get back up. Her feet kicked hard at the ground as she tried to function once more, but every single movement was just a fight all on its own, let alone the fact the short creature that had caught her showed no intent of letting her go. “Down” she strained out with anger dripping like venom from her words. “Fuck… Ass… Put… Down!” she breathlessly demanded, managing a shout as she tilted her head before whipping it back as hard as she could to hit the Pokémon with her hard skull. Her mind reeled at the impact but she didn’t take a moment to let herself gather back up once more.
Should she have been dropped, she’d immediately roll to reach for her bag to try and get at the PokeGear hanging from the strap. With the shock, fighting, Ricki was still just struggling to breathe and her stretch for the ‘Gear was nothing but a fruitless motion as her body was still too busy shivering to allow her the precise movements it’d take to call for help.
The smile that remained on his face was erased when he witnessed the girl being shocked by the Elekid that had hidden in the bushes, Bunji watched as the girl fell into the arms of the bulking blue Pokemon, he had caught it the way she apologized when she had her Pokemon make the move this earned a side glare from Bunji aimed towards Yumi. ”Like I said, you don’t belong amongst us” he said to the girl with a sharp tone before taking his eyes from her, now focused upon the green haired woman, Bunji eyed her for a moment his mind gripped by thoughts that were well…best not mentioned, a smirk spread on his face before he turned away ”Let’s get this moving, we need to get her to the headquarters” he ordered as he started walking along leading the way to the headquarters, the entire time his crimson eyes focused on the path ahead of them. He was so focused on the task that he was unaware of what was happening, he did not notice the girl was speaking that is until they made it to the hideout it was a very unassuming location the place looked like nothing more but an abandoned shack on the route leading away from Diglett Cave.
Pushing the door open Bunji led the rest of them in, he had been here before with Kooga they used the back room for an interrogation at one point in time approaching the book shelf Bunji pulled a red book in response a click would be heard, with that the book shelf slid open revealing three doors with small windows they were cells. The memories hit him like a brick wall, the way the man screamed, the blood that stained their hands…Bunji stood in silence for a moment but then managed to get a hold of himself, stepping forward he approached the middle door punching in a few numbers, and then hitting the green button the door would unlock. Pulling it open soon after he stepped to the side, revealing the room adorned with plain metallic walls it was smack in the middle no windows except for the small one on the door, a thin mattress rested on metal springs which were held in place by a metallic frame that was bolted to the ground. ”Inside…” he would say, once the girl was inside he walked over before closing the door he needed to make sure to take all her gear.
He hovered over her for a moment before reaching down with a quick grasp pinning the girl by her throat, making sure to put pressure on her he snatched the satchel tossing it aside for a moment, then went through her pockets not being necessarily discrete about how he searched her. The males hand practically fondled the girl everywhere before he gave her a sly smirk, ”Ooops” he said releasing her throat, after having collected all the girls things that he could find he turned away from her picking up the satchel she wore, and walking out. Making sure to shut the door behind him the familiar click signaled the doors locking, setting everything down on a table Bunji sat in silence, he did not look at Yumi, nor did he speak to her he merely sat knowing soon the other grunts would arrive so they could leave.
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 8, 2013 9:45:10 GMT -5
Yumi winced a little at the yellow flash of the golden energy that burned through Ricki, nearly feeling her pain for a moment. Her unease seemed to be picked up by Bunji as he spoke, and sadly, she had to admit. This was not what she signed up for. She could handle small jobs, checking regions for new HQs, but this was not what she wanted. Ricki twitched and convulsed in Ko-Ken's arms as she tried to get out her words, each one seeming weaker than the last. Yumi had to admire her strength...still hanging on. It was quite surprising. Nevertheless, she had to move, following Bunji with a fake smile, her eyes cast down when no one was looking to her wondering if there was any way she could balance out such a bad karma. Ko-ken and Tarkin followed behind, the blue fighter keeping the girl tight In his arms as they filed into the cave, headed for an abandoned mineshaft they had earlier been told was one of their hideouts. Only when inside did the Sawk release her, only to have her tackled by Bunji rather instantly, pinning her to the wall and searching her.
Yumi watched in minor disgust as Bunji's hands searched every inch of the girl, not caring what he touched in the process, throwing anything she had in her pockets away. The red head did have a minor blush when Bunji's hand searched specific areas, but she didn't voice any concerns, quietly watching with her pokemon at her sides, waiting for the fellow grunt to finish up so they could leave. Scooping the stuff into the duffel bag the 4 walked out, the door locking behind them leaving Ricki inside, likely only just beginning to overcome the paralysis by now. Ko-Ken leaned against the door with a glare ahead into the darkness of the cave, Yumi finding her own spot on an empty chair and sighing, often gazing at the door.
"So, how long do we have with her? Before the others show I mean."
Post by Ricki Jace on Nov 11, 2013 20:08:17 GMT -5
I HAVE 1,057 WORDS FOR BUNJI & YUMI
JUST SO YOU KNOW A brief break in sanity brought to you by Ricki
“Let’s get this moving, we need to get her to the headquarters”
“No” Ricki snarled in her disheveled state. Even with her brief moment of strength to bash her skull against the shorter fighting type’s head, Ricki’s action had done nothing but weakened her. Her head was reeling with pain and her body was refusing to move. She was stuck and she was too weak to fight it off. All she could do was be drug off to these… Headquarters? Were they Arcane? No, no, Arcane had backed off following Elinda’s involvement in the issue. Her old group was nothing but a bad taste in her mouth, now. She spat at the thought and made sure to try and aim the saliva at Bunji. Of course, her disoriented act would miss but Ricki didn’t care, the attempt gave her brief satisfaction. As they moved along the route and into some shack, Ricki’s gaze trailed over to Yumi. The young woman was almost as rattled at Ricki, but able to move.
Maybe this was her chance.
Ricki tried to speak to her, but she couldn’t remember the other woman’s name that would get her attention. She could only get out parts of words before her lungs cried for air. The electricity was still making the muscles in her chest compress and with her now hunched over as Ko-Ken dragged her, it was even harder to breathe. She tried to lift her head, she just tried to do something, but Richelle Jace was a rag doll. The moment she managed to lift her head, her neck muscles would give up on her and her head merely rolled back to force her to look up at the blue Pokémon dragging her. She could tell even he didn’t want to be a part of this, but his trainer made him do it. How selfish. An abuse of power, what kind of trainer would make their own Pokémon do something like this? Ricki’s gaze seemed to drift to focus on something in the distance, something in which she locked a fiery glare on.
“Inside…”
Everything went downhill. She was set down rather carefully, but rather than being left be, and before she could even settle, he grabbed her. Grunting with a pained growl, Ricki’s eyes locked firmly on the other’s red eyes as she was shoved up against a wall. Held up by her throat, she had to take deep heavy breaths to even try and get air to her lungs, but the lack of air came secondary for a brief moment. Every fiber of her being was burning, and no longer was it just the feeling of electricity pounding through her body causing this restless sensation. His hand moved everywhere, going places it didn’t belong and Ricki managed to get enough strength built up that one of her hands would reach up to try and push the traveling hand away. Of course it would all be for naught, but like Hell she would simply sit there and let this perverted piece of shit walk all over her.
As her throat was released, Ricki slid down the wall, ending up in a ball on the floor. She watched him walk away and as the door began to slide shut, her eyes started to widen in realization. With a burst of energy, she tried to crawl slightly across the floor before her arms would give out on her and she’d hit the floor. The door was shut and locked, and Ricki’s heart began racing faster and faster.
Small.
This place was so small.
It was too small.
Was it air tight?
What if the air was limited? There wasn’t much space; there couldn’t be that much air.
Air? Breathe. She had to breathe. Ricki breathe.
She rolled onto her back on the floor, hyperventilating as the cramped space that was her cell registered in her mind. Her eyes were wide with a whirlwind of emotions and she could hardly think straight. Thoughts reeling, faster than she could register them, panic, paranoia, animalistic rage burned inside of her unmoving body. Silence would come from her cell for a few minutes as her body was sent through a whirlwind of emotions. Was she going to die? What did they want from her? Why did he have to stick her in some fucking tiny ass cell!? What was that asshole’s problem!? Why was it so hot?!
Suddenly there were a series of loud bangs from the cell.
BAM!
THUNK!
BANG!
Ricki hadn’t even realized it, but her body moved on its own. While stiff and drained from being shocked, she’d gotten the energy to get back up and beginning beating on the door. Kicking, body slamming, ramming it, whatever it took, she was crashing into it again and again. After several of these violent attacks, it would be with another loud BAM that Ricki would finally use her voice. A scream, a scream of fury, feral frustrated fury. She didn’t even say words, she just let herself explode with a loud battle cry, her body bruised and burned. With one more slam into the door, it dawned on her that the act of attacking a metal door wasn’t going to do shit. She stumbled away and back to the wall where she’d slide down to sit on the floor. Another frustrated scream, but this time, she finally spoke “ARCEUS DAMN IT!”
Stomping her feet a few times on the floor, a glare that could kill locked on the door. “You motherfucking pieces of shit, LET ME OUT!” she demanded, pausing to catch her breath. Her voice was going ragged, rasping from the pressure she was placing on her vocal chords. “Bunji, you sick cowardly ugly cunt, gonna keep hiding behind the door and shit?!” she taunted, feeling almost hysterical in this cramped little hole. So small, so tiny, she hadn’t even realized she’d removed her hoodie and unzipped her tank prior to assaulting the door and her brief mental break down. “I bet you couldn’t even hit me!” she laughed, throwing her head back with a harsh laugh. “COME IN HERE SO I CAN HIT YOU, C’MON IT’LL BE FUN! I BET YOU’RE INTO THAT SHIT, AREN’T YOU?!” she laughed, falling over to lay on the floor and resume her silent hyperventilating.
He sat there in silence his crimson eyes staring off not really giving his surroundings any attention, then Yumi spoke her soft voice ringing into his ears with a brief answer Bunji was quick to put an end to her question, ”Soon” he said dryly to the girl, his eyes not even moving from where they stared. Then it happened the sudden banging, and roars of raging fury that echoed from the metallic cell, the funny thing was Bunji was unmoved by such actions he had done this many times before, for him this was the norm. His crimsons would close for a moment as he heard the barrage of verbal insults the woman threw at him, at the very the end male chuckle a very dark chuckle it was as he rose from his sitting position, ”It is always entertaining…to see when fear grips them, the hopelessness they feel inside…some cry, some are quiet…others beg, but her oh she has a burning fire within her…an emerald blaze” he said to particularly no none, but his tone carried his words with great pleasure he was after all enjoying this. Turning his eyes towards Yumi, ”You see Yumi” a pause as he approached the metallic door, soon his crimson eyes would peer into the cell settling upon the green haired female that unleashed her relenting fury upon the door. Once there Bunji raised a hand pressing his palm against the doors metallic surface, with every kick, with ever punch…he could feel it the vibrations that were emitted from her unsettling rage.
”….this is what we are Yumi…this is what I am, and what YOU are not…” he said in a casual tone his crimsons resting on the youthful features of the red haired female, ”Such fear, it is what we feed off…monsters like me, or Kooga…someone like you cannot begin to comprehend what we are, someone like her however…I have a strong feeling…she can understand, that is why she is such a blaze of fury…hiding something deep within that burning exterior…there is something there, something she wishes to keep tucked away” taking his hand from the door Bunji closed his eyes for a moment, his ears ringing with every strike ”This is what you will become Yumi, the corruption of this life will consume you” he said to the girl opening his eyes but this time settling them on Ricki. ”With an outcome that will lead you to be like her, a furious beast…desperately trying to escape her past…or me…the necessary evil this world needs to maintain a balance, or…you will simply die an empty death, forever forgotten, and soon replaced by another willing soldier of the cause” his tone carried his words with a grim vibe to them, yet his warning remained all the same. He would never be able to explain it, that something inside that tugged him to care for Yumi’s wellbeing, a man who worshipped himself actually caring for another…something he was a stranger to, but for some reason he felt he needed to do this, tell the red haired girl the truths of her choices.
Ignoring Ricki, the male would return to his table sitting quietly once more a leg resting over the other, elbow on the table, and his chin on his palm his eyes focused on the distant door yet his mind lingered in another world a world much better than the one he had the unfortunately delight of calling home.
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 12, 2013 10:41:26 GMT -5
Yumi remained quiet. She had gotten the chair along the wall and was slowly starting to regret it. Though her Sawk was unphased, she could certainly feel the vibrations passing through the wall with each thump and crash the captured girl made in her desperate attempts to escape. Each one felt different, some stronger, some made decidedly less of an impact. With one or two the vibrations could flow through the floor and make her chair jump a bit to the left, away from the trainer's "cage". She winced a little with each wobble and shake, wondering how on earth she had so much energy. It must be agonizing to still be fighting through the minor paralyzation she was likely to be suffering. An odd glance to the locked door came from the blue fighter, who was equally surprised, worried, impressed, and confused by the strength of the woman locked behind that door. He himself had nearly fainted from Tarkin's thunder attack the first time they met, so it was proof of the girl's strength that she could still move even through the far less powerful thundershock.
Bunji had begun talking moments ago, but in all honesty Yumi didn't care to listen to half of it. She knew full well what the "gist" of his little tangeant would be. As "elegant" as he could sound on one of his rants, all of his long conveluted fancy smancy sentences and so on, he really didn't know how to let a dead argument die. If words were bats, he was beating a dead horse with them at this point. She wasn't sure just how many times she had rolled her eyes as he spoke. Yes, like before her had a point, but that itself was NOT the point. She had tried to tell him just why she did this, why she had to work for the rockets. She certainly did not belong here, this was not what she did. If she was alone watching this girl, she'd likely unlock the door and just ask she stay inside until she switched shifts, simply so she didn't risk her job. With Bunji on watch giving his little rant this clearly wasn't an option. She did however question why Bunji even cared though. I mean, if he thrived on fear and evil and all that crap, why have her get out "while she can"? It was stupid, and proved, at least to her, that he wasn't as bad as he let on. At least he had the potential to be something good.
"Look Bunji we've been over this before and I can't be assed with your shit. I'll remind you what Ko-ken did to you the first time you ticked either of us off." The fighter remained sat, glaring up at the red haired grunt with a stern expression. He had once threatened to break the man's arm, and with little trouble at that. "You want me to quit, we get it, but the only way this is gonna happen is if I somehow find a job that has zero chance of ever asking who I am, and guess what, none of those jobs that AREN'T with the rockets pay like, oh, a tenth of what I earn here?" A sudden flinch course through her body and she rose from her seat, tired of feeling the little vibrations remind her of the other female. Her mind was off Bunji now as she walked towards the door of the "cage", hesitating a good meter before it, wondering what she could actually say. She didn't want to hurt the girl but the constant reminder of what she had done was sickening. With a hard kick she banged on the door.
"WILL YOU SHADDAP IN THERE!?" Her whole body, hunched over in confused anger, rose with each of her breaths that came through her gritted teath, eyes locked on the door, but really they weren't even looking at it, they just needed something to focus on. "YOU TRY THAT....One more time and..." Her voice slowly trailed off, realizing she didn't have the guts to actually threaten her with anything. Frustrated that she couldn't put on a good act, she just punched the door, waiting for a moment of silence before returning to her seat, glaring at Bunji.
Post by Ricki Jace on Nov 12, 2013 12:51:37 GMT -5
I HAVE 913 WORDS FOR BUNJI & YUMI
JUST SO YOU KNOW Ricki is not impressed wit yo shiz
As she would rant and rage, Richelle Jace became only vaguely aware of the fact that they weren't really listening to her shouts. She was nothing but ambiance to them, and at this point she didn't care. Her desire was simply to just to vent and maybe get Bunji to come in so she could hit him. Hitting him would be nice, honestly. She could tell he was there, watching and talking to the other woman there about the situation. Ricki wasn't sure how she felt about that woman, yet, but it was obvious at this point that she wasn't really all for this. She hesitated, she apologized, her expression read discomfort and unease as they had come here. In brief pauses between her words, Ricki would over hear their conversation.
“… the corruption of this life will consume you” he would say, and Ricki could almost feel the eyes burying into her. ”With an outcome that will lead you to be like her, a furious beast…desperately trying to escape her past…or me…the necessary evil this world needs to maintain a balance, or…” If she weren't in the middle of trying to get the bastard to come fight her, she would've surely mocked him. Someone has been reading too many novels, too much poetry, so on, so forth. To be or not to be, that garbage never made a lick of sense to her but it didn't take a moment for her to register just who this 'furious beast' was. She was the one lashing out like a wild animal locked up in a cage, after all.
As Ricki let out her harsh fit of laughter, it hadn't dawned on her yet that Yumi was talking. She would fall silent as the other's voice began to register, though, and a tired smile settled in place as there was obvious irritation in Yumi’s voice. Smiling? Well, Ricki was a vindictive woman some times, she held a grudge, and she was content to hear Bunji would be getting an earful from this woman. Now, the green haired captive anticipated a beautiful fit, but what she got...
"You want me to quit, we get it, but the only way this is gonna happen is if I somehow find a job that has zero chance of ever asking who I am, and guess what, none of those jobs that AREN'T with the rockets pay like, oh, a tenth of what I earn here?"
… was less than satisfactory, but informative. Rockets? As in that infamous terrorist team-thing she'd heard so much about? What the fuck did they want with her? She wasn’t from these regions, she was a foreigner to all these things entirely. She didn’t even know the ‘team’ existed until a couple of weeks ago. Even then, she had no idea what she could have done to spark this kind of interest in her. She didn't harbor on that mystery for long, though. It was the point Yumi was making that set Ricki's temper off once more. While she wouldn't get up and beat the walls or the door, she could and would still speak. After getting some air back in her lungs, Ricki made her attempt to force her way into their chat. “Wait, wait, wait!” she shouted. “You shoved me in here just because they're pay—!”
“WILL YOU SHADDAP IN THERE?!” the red headed girl cut in. Ricki briefly dead panned at the shout and it was becoming frustratingly clear just what kind of person this brat was.
“How about I make you shut up?!”
“YOU TRY THAT... One more time and...”
Ricki was not impressed with this woman in the slightest. She snorted and snapped “You'll what?! C'mon, spit it out, try me. Better yet, come right on in here and MAKE ME!” Starting to push herself to sit up with her back against the wall, Ricki had calmed slightly from her initial tantrum. Though, not by much. This child was irritating her, not because arrogance like Bunji, but the fact this was all some sort of act. “You know, for a moment I thought you were just some kid stuck in a bullshit situation but you're really just a selfish bitch” she grumbled, locking a cold gaze on the figures on the other side of the door.
“For money, of all the fucking things, you're putting your Pokemon through this, you're putting another living breathing human being through this for a pretty pay check! You don't even know what they're going to do to me, do you?! They could be planning to kill me, but what do you care, you're getting paid” she ranted, sarcasm and irritation dripping from her words like lethal venom. It wasn’t the heated rage of unadulterated fury she’d shot at Bunji, but her tone was more like an obvious disappointment. “Do either of you even know why I'm here, because for the love of Arceus I don't even fucking know! What the hell does this Team Rocketship or what-the-fuck-ever want from me?!” she tacked on, slowly letting her head fall back against the wall. At this point, the rage from before was dissolved to disbelief and simple irritation. Her voice was rasped and slowly losing emotion as her exhaustion started to overwhelm her. Her eyes were slowly shutting, but she tried to stay conscious a bit longer. The battle wouldn’t last much longer, though.
The male shook his head at the sound of the girl’s reasons they were so empty, so meaningless that he could not help but be in awe at the cheer ignorance of this girl regardless the male with the crimson eyes had decided to let things be, simply allow the stream to take this girl wherever she needed to go whether it be to the top of this organization, a new life, or her meaningless death. He listened as the women snapped at one another, to be honest Bunji had to agree with Ricki on this she spoke volumes of truth about Yumi, if anything Yumi was just as lowly as he was seeing as she was doing this sort of work for just a paycheck. The male’s hand would reach up brushing away a few loose bangs of red hair that lingered over his crimson eyes, all the while his eyes watched as Yumi banged at the door was this her trying to be tough or perhaps she was attempting to intimidate Ricki? Whatever the case Bunji knew that such actions would lead to no favorable results for the duo, but he was not very worried about it seeing as the steel door that kept the woman inside was strong enough to sustain the blows she was giving it. Although he was concerned at the fact that Yumi seemed to lose her temper as well, perhaps it was a combination of his speech, and the fact that Ricki was being a very annoying prisoner but nonetheless the trainer would take necessary precautions.
Reaching for his belt buckle he took a Pokeball from his belt enlarging the sphere, Bunji opened it when he did a bright flash overtook the room just for a moment the shapeless light soon taking the shape of a titanic purple Pokemon, with a sharp growl the Nidoking glared down at the red haired girl, and Sawk. However he was not intimidating them he recognized them both, they were allies to Bunji so they were not the enemy with a simple nod the Nidoking seemed to gesture a hello at the red haired female, and her Pokemon. Then turning to face its trainer waiting for a command ”At ease” he would say with that the Nidoking took a few steps back, now stopping next to Bunji its intense eyes glaring at the scene that his trainer watched so casually. Bunji wondered how Yumi would react to Ricki’s words, perhaps an interesting series of events were about to unfold…
Post by Yumi Tasukai on Nov 12, 2013 18:05:11 GMT -5
Yumi sat back in her chair, her head lowered as if in shame, taking in the conjoined views of Ricki and Bunji. One said she was stupid for being here, for trying to get what she needed to have a good life in this stupid world, like he knew any better, being here himself. Her eyes hid under her bangs as her hands dug into her crossed arms, gritting her teath as her mind raced through all the things she'd done to get to this point, how some were indeed stupid decisions while others necessary. Ricki, the second opinion didn't seem to care for her reasons. "Money" that's all that got through to Ricki. That Yumi needed money, heck it was all that got through to anyone, and that's why she needed it. Money spoke, and if she ha some she could get food, water, a nice home for her pokemon to enjoy rather than them all living on the street with enough money on a lousy waiter job to afford them the odd burger here or there for each of them. She had a fucking family, an unconventional one, but a family nonetheless. She needed to keep them up, keep them fed...
Ko-ken slowly rose to his feet. A casual glance to his master told him that what had just been said was not okay. He would stand anything that people said to his master, but she was not selfish, not to him or their friends. She payed for damages to shops she wrecked for the rockets, she payed for their food, she supported the day care couple who looked after the newly hatched that she couldn't keep her eyes on. His teeth grit hard, grinding against eachother a little as he walked to the metal door that blocked him from Ricki. Calmly, he placed the tips of his fingers against it, taking a long calm breath. As if the calm before the storm, his eyes snapped open, his fist clenching, and, even though he was likely and inch from the door, his fist plunged into it, creating a large, fist shaped dent. If Ricki was too close to the door it likely would have hit her.
Yumi jumped from her seat, stunned by what her pokemon was doing, watching as he reared his fist back, plunging another punch into the, charging it with his thunder power and shocking the door, sparks flying through it. With the third punch plunging into it, the door was dented enough for gaps to form in the near air tight lock, creating less and less space for the girl within. Yumi rushed over, grabbing Ko-kens arm as he readied for another punch, pulling him black and recieving a worried glare from the pokemon. Normally his eyes gave this look when he was protecting her, but now he was only protecting the image he had of her.
"Don't..she didn't upset me really. Besides we need her safe or we don't get..." She bit her tongue, looking for a better word to use then "paid". "We don't get to go shopping this month okay...?"
The Sawk got the general gist, allowing his arms to relax in hers, taking several calming breaths and unclenching his fists, glaring back to the door. Resting a palm against it, he let a small surge of electricity pass through his palm again...as if he was trying to apologise as Yumi pulled him away. Returning to her seat, Yumi gave Bunji a small look. Ko-ken had just proved neither she or her pokemon belonged here.
