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[audio/action] Remember Remember the Fifth of November...

[DATED TO NOV. 5TH]

Ring ring...

We have a problem.

Whoa, is this...?

Yes.

You sound so...

I know. It's a long story. That's not important.

What's the problem?

I have a liability now.

Thank you for the compliment, but I want to treat her to something special. She's a ghost type. Born to it, I think.

She's gotten in on the humanization thing.

Uh huh. Those are the ones.

That's right. If I can bridge that gap... control that link between human and Pokemon...

As you should. No one crosses me. No one. I'm so very close with the other project.

Maybe later.

I'm not sure, but there's only one way to find out.

Yes.

I've sunk a lot of money into this so far, so either way you'll be hearing from me again very soon.

All for the glory of Team Rocket.

[DATED TO NOV. 14TH; audio]
[Seth endured his curse. His karmic retribution, likely. Instead of lasting for a mere week his brush with youth lasted nearly two. Some might have even considered it a blessing in disguised, to relive one's childhood. While his wasn't necessarily bad it was inconvenient. He was unable to control his transformation and had to hide the unagreeable parts of his cat anatomy--years of experience and perfection tossed away at the expense of youth.

One day, he knew he wouldn't have to hide. He'd show everyone that there was no difference between man and beast. But that time was not now--now was a time for him to be hormonal and childish and angry.

And take it out on certain individuals...

Because this terrible thing that happened to him lasted all the way up until his birthday. It technically left him with all of about an hour or so left before the 14th would be over, but he considered it too little too late. Age, so ironically, ruined his glorious day of birth.

Now he's all better and of proper age again than more than happy to slip an audio-only post in before the day ends.]

Guess what! Today is my birthday. I'm not going to lie and say I didn't treat myself out somewhere, but perhaps the greatest gift anyone can appreciate is the gift of life. A good life. One to remember on that special day each and every year. I think I've had a great one so far, and many more to come, I do hope.

Since it's also nearing that time of the year, do you know what I'm thankful for? My supportive friends, my roommates, good food and a good education. Even the adorably tacky decorations that come with it. I do hope you RAs have something more eloquent in the works this year and garland and mistletoe. I have faith in you.

But most of all I'm thankful for good company, because you never know what you have until it's missing.

...Or in some cases they simply move down the hall, but I can't say I don't miss them all the same.

[DATED TO NOV. 22ND]
[If your character happens to be near a TV on this day, maybe while they are or are not stuffing their face with turkey and thinking of things to be thankful for, or waiting in line for that Big Midnight Sale, the local news comes on with an urgent, special report...]

Breaking News: FDCPD has confirmed a body was found near a dumpster in Ferrothorn Park, just off of the Eldin Bridge causeway.

An identification has not been made yet, but the victim is described as young, female, dual-colored violet and white hair with dark skin. Foul play is suspected. Early forensics suggest the victim has been dead for approximately two weeks, and that there were [Mr. Lakitu newscaster consults his papers carefully so not to mispronounce.] elevated levels of phencyclidine, benzodiazepine, and other unidentifiable opioids in her blood at the time of death. There are also signs of a struggle, with cuts and slash type injuries sustained.

An anonymous tip from an eye witness describes a suspect at the scene of the crime as male, approximately six feet tall, dark brown hair and wielding a sword. If you see anything suspicious or have any further information about this murderer, please contact the FDCPD immediately.

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[Sheik can't tell whether or not the obviously circuitous route is just something Seth does, or if he knows she's there.

But that is definitely a box, and she definitely wants to know what's inside it.

Soon enough, she's reached the end of a rooftop, and has to make a leap of faith into a nearby tree--it's noisier than she would like, but it isn't as though she has much of a choice.]

[Ah! He definitely heard that. That didn't sound like any of your average run-of-the-mill night time arboreal-dwelling creatures going about their business.

He stops and gives them a moment to come forth, before he calls them out in a pleasant, sing-song voice.]

I hear youuuuuuu~ Come out come out wherever you are.

I don't bite.

[Sheik knew otherwise, but Seth's response only increased her suspicions that he was out doing something illicit.

He's not going to get her that easily, and she stays where she is, forcing herself to freeze and be as still as possible.

It's highly unlikely he'll dismiss it as the wind, but it's worth a shot.]

[Nope. He had half a mind to simply stand there and wait but Seth only had so much patience. There were only certain types of wars of attrition he'd fight and standing around in the cold air in the middle of the night holding a box of pops was not one of them.

He didn't dismiss the noise, but he did carry on his path. He was walking noticeably slower, almost with a smug swagger in his step. It was clear he was just biding his time.

What probably wasn't as clear to Sheik was he wasn't heading for his original destination now.]

Edited 2012-12-03 15:28 (UTC)

[It was easy to see that Seth wasn't buying it, but Sheik's attention had turned to the box. If she could find out what he was carrying...

It was going to be risky, but trees and rooftops wouldn't last forever, and if he already knew she was here, her best bet would be to face him head on.

With a deep breath, she waited for the right moment and took a flying leap, hoping to tackle him to the ground.

DEATH FROM ABOVE]

Edited 2012-12-07 06:53 (UTC)

[He knew he could play this offensively or defensively, and he had to decide very quickly the moment he felt the air thrum with an impending threat. If he had more of his whiskers, he was sure he would have felt it ever sooner, but to Sheik's advantage, it's all Seth can do to whirl around and put his hands up to protect himself. The slippery leaping ninja is extremely fast.

He's knocked to the ground with a grunt, hands planted on the assailants chest trying to hold keep him a few inches away from his vital organs.

The box of pops gets dropped in the confusion, bent at the corner and threatening to spill its contents out, were it not for a sturdy piece of duct tape holding it together.]

Get off of me!

Edited 2012-12-09 09:05 (UTC)

[All Sheik really wants is to see what's in the box, so as soon as Seth goes down, she springs away and makes a dash for the offending item, hoping to make it there before he can.

If she can just get it open--]

[He figures there's no use in trying to protect the box any longer--him trying to hide it was only going to make it look all the more suspicious, so he rises to his feet, very causally, looking annoyed as he brushes the dirt off his pant legs.

As for the box, it was a single sturdy piece of duct tape running horizontally across the top and part of the middle--but that was it. Something like Sheik's pointy needles or even a good rip would expose what was inside.]

Excuse you! Do you see this? You nearly tore my clothes. What is wrong with you?!

Edited 2012-12-13 09:46 (UTC)

mother fukin

slidin baby

great idea, send it to marketing tout suite

glad i thought of it

[It doesn't take Sheik very long to give up on trying to rip the tape and go for her needles, deftly slashing open the seal and letting the lollipops spill onto the ground.

She's gleaned enough information about the candies to know that they're a little suspicious, but Sheik isn't sure how it all fits together just yet.]

What are you doing with these?

[He shrugs.]

They're lollipops, what do you think I was going to do with them?

[GROAN.]

You got my pants all dirty I think you should apologize.

[NO Sheik will not apologize because she is a ninja and ninjas don't have time for that, especially when all this seems incredibly suspicious.]

An entire box of lollipops at this time of night? I don't know, what were you planning on doing with them?

[ain't nobody got time for that.]

I don't think you deserve that answer.

[A beat. A pout.]

Unless you apologize.

[This is a look that says

really Seth

really.]

[Really yes really.]

Say you're sorry.

[A NINJA HAS NO NEED TO APOLOGIZE

A ninja is currently inspecting the box for addresses.]

[Ugh fine. He rolls his eyes in defeat, casually strolling over to the fallen goods. He makes no effort to cover them up or even pick them up. He just stands over the ninja with arms crossed. Perturbed. Huffy. And obviously so.]

Honestly, if you want some you should simply ask.

[The box is devoid of addresses, labels or stickers... spare a black 'PP' stamp on the bottom of it, under all the pops.]

[NOPE NOT LISTENING. Sheik is currently gathering up the lollipops and cramming them back in the ripped cardboard box.

It's confiscation time.]

I'll be taking these.

[A frown. If Sheik's hands are occupied holding the box, then Seth feels it is safe to suddenly lash out and grab the ninja's wrist. He's not thrilled about his profit being stolen--and just for that, the money.

Everyone here at the school was too stupid to figure out where the pops were really coming from so this was not so much his concern as:]

Those cost money.

[His grip tightens, oddly sharp nails making themselves known. This is non-negotiable.]

I won't cause any trouble with your kind, hero, if you pay what they're worth.

[She immediately jerks her forearm upward, and though it doesn't tear her wrist free from Warren's grasp, she narrows her eyes as if to imply she's about to get more forceful if he doesn't let go.]

I'm sure they do.

[Her tone of voice, however, suggests that she has no interest in paying it.]

It seems we've reached an impasse.

It seems we have.

[His arm remains latched to her wrist, blood-red eyes focused sharply on hers.]

I'll even be so kind as to take half now and half later--no fuss. I won't make this offer again, and you would be wise to take it.

[That's something, at least, but Sheik can't help but feel as though she'd be letting something important slip away if she left it at that.]

What are you going to do with the other half?

[The corner of his lip curls up into a sneering sort of smirk before settling into one of those pleasant smiles of his.]

Collect it later, of course. I'm not so shrewd to not understand that not everyone is rolling in money.

[But rest assured, he would collect it, one way or another.]

And who am I to turn away such a desperate customer? You might find just what you are looking for.

[That last statement of course, could be interpreted in many different ways--just as he intended.]

I plan to.

[Half the lollipops it is. She snatches her hand away from Seth, scoops up roughly fifty percent of the ruined box, and fixes him with a stare that very clearly says next time

and vanishes into the night.]

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