[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

(Apologies for the loooonnnnggg wait, but I believe I and Reiner have finally figured out what we wish to purchase and how!)

"Yeah, I'll be purchasing some of these wares.  Just give me a sec.  On a rather tight budget, but I have a friend who owes me a favor, so they'll probably cover the cost of one of those suits for me.  Just let me go give 'em a call real quick...I'll be right back."

Let's give Petrel or Proton a call to redeem one of those favors!  *beep boop beep boop boop*  Petrel would be preferable, but hey, if Reiner can only reach Proton...

Grills gave you a firm nod of his head, before he went over to one the walls and leaned against it as you headed back to the front of the shop for the privacy necessary to phone in a Favor from Team Rocket. After pulling your cell out whenever you stashed it, you dialed the top secret number or the Team Rocket Telecommunicator, and after a couple of beeps they promptly picked up and answer in a thoroughly androgenous and uncharacteristic, yet highly professional voice.

"Reiner Arendse, what is the reason for this call? The Boss ordered you on special assignment without assistance until Sunday, so please state clearly why you saw fit to get in contact earlier with this number?"

A swift response about you calling in a Favor from Petrel/Proton earned you the sound of key strokes over the phone, before they responded.

"Confirmed. Routing your call now......"

Who's it going to be? Head: Petrel , Tails: Proton ; (Heads)

Seconds later you heard the line give off beep, signaling that you where now speaking with Petrel over secure comms, which they were quick re-affirm as they enthusiastically greeted you, with only the faintest hints of tiredness and strains carrying over in his tone.

"Reiner, my buddy old pal of mine! What's come up now that required a call on this dark, stooormy night? Nothing too bad, I hope, 'cause you've been riding the metaphorical and literal Pain train far too much lately for both out comforts, and it be nice to here you want to chat with me about all the ways you can take care of a Dragon, you know?"

A pause, before the master of disguise spoke up once more, this time in a more somber, respectful tone he seldom ever uses.

"Heard about what happened with you cousin, Reiner, and I'd like to offer my deepest condolenses. She may have been a Gym Leader opposed to Team Rocket, and had a mean temper that would give Arianna a run for her Poke or just flat out cause her to run, but she was still good family to you, and I absolute hate that you had to do the deed. When you come back to the base and are promoted, we'll take a week's vacation to just relax after all the shit you've been forced to go through, and let you have the time to mourn Clair before the Boss puts you on the grinding wheel. Unless you rather throw yourself into your role as Executive and work out you problems on those cockmany Elders that set you two up for failure, in which case we'll just have a night out a drink ourselves into a stupor after a bad job before we start drawing up the plans, just like old times. Fine with either or, really, so its up to you buddy."

Once more silence resounded over the call, thought this time it was more expectant then pensive.