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Roleplay / Re: RPM POKEMON ADVENTURE THING
« on: July 27, 2013, 08:05:40 AM »The ride to the police station was uneventful punctuated only by radio communication. Quickie knew that Mewtwo had arrived ahead of her and was already locked up in holding, whereas she was to be taken to interrogation. Quickie shrugged, thankful that she wasn't cuffed.
Belker stopped the car and got out, opening the back door and letting Quickie out. "Alright, let's go."
Quickie looked from Belker, to James, then back to Belker and finally followed him inside. "How soon can I see Mewtwo?"
"Not until we have someone take a look at it," Belker shook his head. "It has a lot of explaining to do, and we don't want you influencing its answers." He led Quickie down a hall and into a room. "Better get comfortable, you're going to be here a while."
Quickie nodded and went into the room and sat. "I don't suppose I could trouble you for a drink of water?"
"Naw, we'll get you a drink," Belker looked to James. "Get her a drink and babysit her for a while."
James salutes, keeping his other arm far behind his back to hide the card still plastered against his spine, "Roger that!"
He then turns and marches away from the group.
There's no way you're going to be able to keep fooling these cops for long, Danny seethed, You may have won your way into the squad. But it's going to take more than that to keep up your sneaky little farce!
"You think so...?" James whispers low enough for only Danny to hear, "I'll have you know that Jessie and I were once imprisoned here during one of our many thieving escapades. We've dug our way around here so many times, we've practically become familiar with the whereabouts of everything that keeps these prisoners alive and sane...."
As if to add more proof to his accusation, he effortlessly locates the prison cafeteria and marches over to the counter, "Two glasses of water. A thirsty guard is a dopey observer."
The person behind the counter, looking eerily like a human Granbull, hauls out a tray with two clear glasses of water. James gingerly takes the tray in one hand and marches back towards the prison where Quickie stood, keeping himself facing squarely towards her while handing her one of the glasses.
"For you, madam," he said happily.
Back on the Superia. Chariot and Synthis poke their heads into the bridge, seeing Jessie and her Pokemon piled on top of each other, almost buried under a pile of rocks with tears streaming down their faces and mouths billowing piles of foam. The two look to each other nervously before deciding to head into the room and observing the equipment for some way of turning it on.
"While we're waiting, we should figure out how this thing works in case we need a quick transportation out of here," he grumbles as he saunters around the ship, staring at all of the controls he clearly has no clue how they work.


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