explosivecombat | 010. [Anonymous Images + Text/Possible Action for Ecruteak City]

[ANONYMOUS IMAGES/TEXT]

[It's been a while since the last anonymously-sent post like this hit the network - images sent from an individual obviously from Team Rocket, depicting seemingly random attacks on NPC trainers and showing proof of the Pokémon that had been stolen from them.

Three weeks later, there's another set; judging by the content, your anonymous friend seems to be getting a bit bolder, given that these pictures aren't showing completely random NPCs anymore.

Those who have been to Ecruteak City have surely heard of the theatre near the middle of town, where the Kimono Girls put on quite the lovely show; from the look of it, it may be a while until they do another one. Two of them are depicted in the first image, lying unconscious, facedown on the floor; what's visible of the ground around them - and there isn't much - indicates that a battle had happened there minutes before the picture was taken. Obviously, it didn't end too well for the girls.

The following pictures are individual close shots of their faces, verifying that all five of them were "dealt with" (read: roughed up greatly); the angles are strangely aggressive, as though taken from directly over their unconscious bodies. The next is a shot not unlike one from the first set - a set of several Pokeballs in gloved hands, that familiar red R visible on the clothing of the person holding them; otherwise, any actual defining features on the individual holding them can't be seen in the image. The second-to-last picture is along the lines of the previous one, only decidedly more direct; the person is again holding things they've stolen, but this time the Pokémon have been released. Not all of them, as there are only two of them this time, as opposed to the several Pokéballs - but they're a pair of Eevees, obviously very young; they look...incredibly confused and kind of dazed, but generally unhurt. Anyone who knows what the Kimono Girls specialize in will likely get the idea behind this one being included - more proof of theft, really. And once more, no glimpses of the face of the person doing the stealing.

The last image is taken from further back, clearly from one of the seats in the audience; the stage is clearly visible, making it immediately obvious that whomever's sending the images wants to leave an impression.

There's a large, dark R singed into the stage. The flames were apparently quickly put out, as they're no longer smoldering; however, the damage to the stage is clear. The Kimono Girls have been arranged such that they're lying beneath the insignia; again, the last image is sent with a line of text accompanying it.]

We've been watching.

[EXPLANATIONS (OR, HOW WE LEARNED TO STOP WORRYING AND LOVE THIS SHIT)]

[The usage of Teleport had made several things a lot easier; training, for one. Given how rigorously Archer and Kimblee tended to train their Pokémon, it wasn't unheard of for them to utilize it to return to the Pokémon Centers in whatever city they were staying in several times a day. For the most part, this has been one of those days; they'd set out for training early in the morning, taking the usual stock of supplies with them and returning to the Center several times over the morning and early afternoon. Most in Ecruteak were used to their presence by now; it wouldn't look strange.

Of course, Teleport had other uses as well; creating locked-room mysteries was one of them.

Finding a time when the theatre hadn't been occupied had been more of a pain in the neck than it really should have been; those that had claimed the Kimono Girls were popular hadn't lied. But they were only human, after all, and breaks were required; this had been when they'd slipped into the theatre unnoticed.

It had been Archer who had pointed out that they really couldn't stand to be interrupted; usage of his Glaceon had taken care of that - taking a leaf out of Cobra's book, perhaps, as he'd frozen the doors to Whitney's gym shut on one memorable occasion.

Timing had been tight as hell, between the changes of clothes into and out of the TR uniform and actually getting the work done - to say nothing of the fact that the insignia on the stage had been an afterthought on Kimblee's part; this idea had been introduced to Archer by way of...er, Kimblee setting the stage on fire, because clearly he's nothing if not efficient. (It was probably good, at that point, that they were on a tight schedule; the time left for any arguments was minimal.)

When they had returned to the Pokémon Center via Teleport, they had been back in plainclothes; there was nothing particularly off, save for the fact that they looked...very alive, their gazes alert.

They ensured they were well away from the scene before actually sending the images they'd collected; the number they'd done to the doors would hopefully serve as...well, shameless time-wasting for anyone who got it into their heads to be big damn heroes. Back to the hotel, then; they would need to leave Ecruteak as soon as possible, and it was fortunate that they had no real reason to return.]

[OOC:]

[You are more than welcome to do action/mingling replies re: the theatre, though Kimblee and Archer are long gone; the doors have been frozen shut from the inside, so it may take a while to break in - at the same time, it was intended more as a warning for them while they worked (they would hear the cracking) and a temporary deterrent, not a permanent sealing-off, so the ice isn't particularly strong and can be broken/melted from the outside.

Responses to text will come from either or both of them; one of them is minding the Gear at all times, so somebody will respond.

...also yes, assault on the Kimono Girls is mod-approved!]

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I wouldn't be so cocky if I were you.

Thank you so much for the warning. I'll be sure not to do anything so horrible ever again. Thank you for showing me the error of my ways.

[TROLOLOLOLOLOL.]

[ Guuuuuuh... Only replying at this point because she wants to have the last word. ]

You never know who could be watching you.

[Welcome to Archer's life, Ouka. He's not letting you get the last word so easily~]

Do you really think you can scare me with something like that?

[ Yes, well. Game on, Archer-san. ]

YOU were the one that said it first. Were you actually stupid enough to think any of what you sent would intimidate anyone?

[BRING IT]

I don't recall saying that it was supposed to intimidate anyone. It's merely a warning.

And I am simply warning you in return.

Thank you so much for that, then. I certainly wouldn't want to be attacked out of the blue by someone who can't possibly defeat me.

You don't know a thing about me, how can you be so sure I won't crush you and send you crying like a baby?

And how do you know that? You've only arrived here recently; there's no way you can defeat me.

[At least... he thinks she arrived recently. This was the girl hanging out with Kimblee's friend, right? Well, either way, he'll bullshit for all he's worth!]

[ Oh. ... You... know her? Know of her? WHATEVER. SHE'LL BULLSHIT IN RETURN. ]

So nice to hear that I've built up a reputation that even scum of the Earth like you have heard of me. Unfortunately for you, however, a close friend of mine who has been here for years recently left me quite a few of his Pokemon. I'm quite well stocked, I would say.

[ She's so smug right now. SO. FUCKING. SMUG. You can probably feel her smug all the way through the 'Gear ]

[Oh my god, you're out-smugging him. THAT'S NOT POSSIBLE. GAME ON.]

Indeed? Well then, perhaps you'll pose slightly more of a challenge than I had originally thought. I'll still crush you, but at least it might be slightly more entertaining.

[ WHAT? WHAT? TURNING SMUG ON MAXIMUM ]

Wanna test that stupid theory of yours? Why not be a man and comes out of hiding and face me like an actual human being?

[ Fffffff.... Really not thinking this through, here. Wait, wait. Second text incoming. ]

Or, would you rather stay in the shadows and just send forth your Pokemon to do your dirty work for you? Either way, I'd crush you.

No thanks. If I was going to let you know who I was, I would have done it by now. Instead, I'll keep you waiting. The moment you least expect me - that's when I'll reveal myself. It's far more fun this way, don't you think?

Just sounds like you're too scared of defeat, actually.

Hardly. I have things I need to do for this organization. I won't reveal myself just yet.

If you were so certain you'd be able to defeat me, it wouldn't even matter if you revealed yourself or not.

And if I revealed myself to you, you would inform others. That won't help me any in the future. You'll have to wait.

What, too stupid for another blitz attack like you did on those poor girls? Someone else plan that one for you, or something?

[ Oh my gosh. All this smug. ]

[Ooh, that actually irritates him; the attack was Kimblee's idea, but Archer certainly helped contribute to it!]

That's none of your concern. What you should be worrying yourself with is just who I'll be attacking next.

[ Oh hey. She may have struck a nerve, since he never actually came out and said he planned the whole thing. ]

Who you'll be told to attack, you mean?

My orders are none of your concern. You'd best be prepared.

There's something very unappealing and not intimidating about a man who hides and takes orders like a dog. Can't even think for yourself?

I'm a member of Team Rocket. My loyalty is to them.

[Well, this will at least divert suspicion away from him! Archer does take orders, he just dislikes it. He prefers to give orders.]

I never questioned your loyalty. Just your ability to think. The two are not mutually exclusive, you know.

[ She's just... pulling shit out of her ass now. ]

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