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

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Reiner might have made it out of the dark ally, but not the Pokemon Center.

From somewhere not visible, a beam of a bright white light cut through the currently dark street a few meters above the heads of Reiner, stopping him mid-movement and catching his attention.

As the beam subsided, it turned out that it was the Flash Cannon of a Blastoise that was standing where the ally connected to the main street! It was just standing there, watching him with an indefinable expression. Meh, it was so dark, most of the Blastoise's body was concealed by shadows. However, it was clearly visible that it had the cannons emerging from its shell targeted on Reiner.

Somewhere from the shadows, a...person is coming closer. From afar, Reiner wouldn't be able to figure out whether it was a male or a female person at the first glance - but he'd see that they are wearing a dark blue uniform that was matching for a young  private detective, in fact, the whole outfit was held rather dark and blended in quite well in the current darkness. Only thing that seemed off the place was their half-long dirty blond hair, but most of it was hidden away by a dark blue baker's boy cap. Only some jutting strands were visible. Some also fell over their dark green eyes, and it was clear that they were glancing at Reiner like a madman: Target found. Target should be eliminated. The glance was ice-cold. Like they wouldn't allow any mercy towards those who don't deserve mercy. Most likely it were criminals that deserved no mercy. They deserve justice, they deserve a place behind bars, yes - if the situation calls for it, they also deserve death. That is, before their life has been made a living hell.

The stranger was also rather small in size with their 5'2 foot, especially is placed next to their faithful Blastoise. However, the strong presence the duo was expressing... It was almost suffocating... It would freeze the hell and stop a raging Charizard mid-attack. This was the Night Terror in all their glory.

Mitchell Malcom was not on glaring deadly at Reiner, though. They were also pointing a S&W H.P Gun at him. Aiming for a headshot.

Their voice matched the icy glare and intimidating presense almost too well. "Team Rocket Member... GET.LOST. GET OUT OF TOWN."


How Mitchell knew Reiner was here, you ask, and where they came from all of a sudden? Easy. They were walking through town as the night fell, passing the aftermaths of the Flower Festival and subliminally making sure that the late visitors of the Festival made their way home safe. That means, without running into some disgusting criminals. Without running into some disgusting Team Rocket members... Right, Mitchell also heard about the complains of some people that their things have been stolen. Without them noticing. They all remembered a Weavile too... Ah, the criminals. Always up for stealth, it was a sick kind of fun to see their terrified expressions when pouncing at them completely unexpected, but sadly, this always was the point where their stealth and dirty stealing ends.

[Dragonstrike]

Yup...definitely not his day...talking his way out of this looked like it was going to be difficult...but it was either that, or fight...and he was in no condition to fight currently...

Reiner sighs, looking rather annoyed.  "Ya know, you shouldn't just go around accusing people of being Rocket Grunts and pointing guns at their heads.  I don't know what dirt you think you've got on a civilian like me, but whatever it is, I doubt it warrants a death sentence."  He's dealt with authorities plenty of times before...a vigilante wasn't going to make him panic.

Okay, maybe he was a little scared...but not for himself, and he was making absolutely sure to hide it very, very well...

For Emily.

He couldn't afford to die here.

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

At Reiner's words, Mitchel could only laugh. Well, mentally, nothing about their...her outer expression changed. She also kept that gun pointed at Reiner, same with her faithful Blastoise and his canons.

Her voice was still that icy, and she didn't moved an inch. "Rocket member... You think the law would be on your side? ... Hilarious. You and your whole organisation are nothing but criminals, you deserve to be bailed in jail where your families and friends can speak to you in safety before you get the idea to harm them too."

"I won're repeat myself again: GET OUT OF TOWN AND LEAVE THE FLOWER FESTIVAL ALONE, before I either call Valarie or decide to pull the trigger."

Mitchel won't pull the trigger though, too much fun was it to see a scared expression on a cornered criminal. She was a little disappointed that Reiner wasn't giving her such a expression. If Reiner would try anything funny, Blastoise wouldn't shy away from inercepting.

[Dragonstrike]

Another sigh.  Wow, this guy was nuts...his reply is still rather flat in tone.  He refused to crack under this pressure.  "And what supposed proof do you have that makes you so certain I'm a member of Team Rocket? Do tell, because I'm sure it's an entertaining story.  If you're going to insist on pointing a gun at me, I'd like to know why."

He could sense Mitchell's reluctance to pull the trigger all to well, so Reiner definitely wasn't super scared. If the Night Terror was determined to have some fun, then that meant Reiner might be able to keep him talking...

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Mitchel twitched imperceptibly. Ohhh, so this abomination of a criminal wanted to know why? Well, why not... Might as well tel him why she's after him. Might as well let him know why she wanted to him behind bars, before pouncing at him like a feline predator would on a cornered prey.

Gun is still pointed at him. No way she'd put guards down.

"... Oh, easy. People in this city are on guards. Erika asked me and Valarie to guard the Festival from the shadows, making sure no blasted criminals from your organisation might spoil it. People got their things stolen and are worried. From some people I heard that they remember a Weavile, sometime steamed up with a Persian, acting suspicious, and since I know the nature of these species, it wasn't that hard to connect it to these thievery, and the only Weavile I spotted in the two months I reside in Celadon City is the one under your command. I know you have one. I saw you with it. Don't lie to me you don't."

[Dragonstrike]

Hmmmm...better wrap this up...Reiner was getting some dangerous feelings from Mitchell...how to escape, though?  Smokescreen by itself might not be enough...but if was able use psychic attacks now, maybe he could...

'Mew, we have a problem.  Mitchell Malcolm's found me, and my pokemon and I are too dog tired to fight back right now, and getting away without teleporting is going to be difficult.  Can you either teleport me out of here or help me do so myself? It seems I'm a partial Psychic now as well after our little scrap...I'll explain later.'

Better keep Malcolm talking in the meanwhile...

Still with a straight face, Reiner responds.  " You are correct in that I have a Weavile, but not all cats are Pickpockets, mind you.  Unless someone can confirm they saw my Weavile specifically performing the act, I'm not inclined to believe you have good reason to be pointing that gun at my head.  Pickpocketing is also not exclusive to Team Rocket.  Practically anyone could be performing petty thefts such as those.  So, anything else you want to accuse me of, or can I just walk away now?"


He didn't expect Malcolm to let him walk away, but hey, it was worth a shot, right?

[Lord Windos]

Hmmmm...better wrap this up...Reiner was getting some dangerous feelings from Mitchell...how to escape, though?  Smokescreen by itself might not be enough...but if was able use psychic attacks now, maybe he could...

'Mew, we have a problem.  Mitchell Malcolm's found me, and my pokemon and I are too dog tired to fight back right now, and getting away without teleporting is going to be difficult.  Can you either teleport me out of here or help me do so myself? It seems I'm a partial Psychic now as well after our little scrap...I'll explain later.'

Better keep Malcolm talking in the meanwhile...

You instantly get a response back from your psychic feline, and you can detect a certain level of disbelief in the tone of their telepathic message: 'By Arceas, Reiner, what the heck did I do in order for you to develop psychic powers?! Giovanni's explanation would rationalize this as part of being 'A Chosen One', but I honestly find such reasoning convoluted and confusing? Baah, this all just makes my head hurt at this twisted relationship we seem to have now....uggh. As for the teleportation....well, I can certainly try , but I am still very much burnt out right now from our 'fight'. Even if I succeed in teleporting you with your assistance, I might not be able to control where you end up. Could be at the center....or 5 miles in the stratosphere. Or 8 feet below the ground. Or halfway through a solid object, in what I can 'Splicing'. Its not pretty, to be blunt. I can safeguard against all those possibilities, but that will just make it a whole lot harder for me to do what you want. I can still try, but if you have a less risky option to escape from Mitchell, I suggest you take that first , before I attempt a Teleport.'

Well.

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Oh. Oh hell... Looks like Reiner hit some sensitive nerves. He just made Mitchel an achnemesis... Well, more than she was before, that is.

Her tone only grew more icy, it was about to hit rock bottom. Gripping the gun tighter, not moving it away an inch (same with Blastoise's canons), she responded... "Pickpocketing is inacceptable, whoever conducts it. It's disgusting thievery. And I'm sure  if I ask around a little, someone could confirm to me that your Weavile engaged in such behaviour, so do me a favor and keep quiet. Or better, GET OUT OF MY EYES AND OUT OF TOWN ALREADY. Neptune?"


There were no words or orders needed, Blastoise understood very well what Master wanted.

Accuracy Roll Scald: 2 Dext + 5 Fight +2 Channel = 9 D6. Shouldn't fail.
Effect: Hopefully chasing Reiner FAR away. Not hitting him directly (for now?), but just barely missing the move. He might suffer a Burn1 from the 3 chancedice rolled.

[Lord Windos]

Her tone only grew more icy, it was about to hit rock bottom. Gripping the gun tighter, not moving it away an inch (same with Blastoise's canons), she responded... "Pickpocketing is inacceptable, whoever conducts it. It's disgusting thievery. And I'm sure  if I ask around a little, someone could confirm to me that your Weavile engaged in such behaviour, so do me a favor and keep quiet. Or better, GET OUT OF MY EYES AND OUT OF TOWN ALREADY. Neptune?"


There were no words or orders needed, Blastoise understood very well what Master wanted.

Reiner's Reaction Check: DEX (3) + Survival (2) + Alert (*1 [Police!!]) = 6D6 Dice
Number of success determine just what he does
1- Evades , 2-3 Summons a Random Pokémon to protect himself , 4-5 Summon a Specific Pokémon to protect himself, 6+ -Summon Specific Pokémon plus have them counterattack immediantly before the move goes off
(4)(4)(5)(6)(5)(4) You have the luck of the Devil! What Pokémon will you choose?

(This Move will be directed at the Pokémon Summoned, not Reiner)
Scald
(6)(5)(6)(4)(5)(1)(3)(3)(2) No matter what Pain/Accu Reduction reductions happen, its still going to be a Critical Hit
Damage: STR (5) + 3 + STAB + Crit - Vitality (3) = 8D6 Damage, plus or minus resistences
(5)(6)(2)(5)(5)(5)(2)(5) Bloody hell, what ever target gets hit will take at maxium 6 Damage!
Burn: (3)(6)(4) They also have the misfortune of being Burnt as well.

Well, this is a tough call. What are you going to do, guys?

Battle Initiative will be rolled after this mini round is concluded.

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

(Dragon expressed that Reiner is currently not in the state to fight, so I'd be down to 'just' chase him away. But if he decides to fire back and sic his wounded Pokemon on her, Mitchell will show no mercy.)