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[strongestoftheturks]

Text: Filter to Minoriko Aki

I'm here. 3 o'clock, at the Pokemon Centre.

Text: Filter to Rockets

Been a little quiet lately. I'm up for some missions if anyone needs me.

Text: Non-Filter

Anyone for a game at the bar tonight? Loser treats the winner to a drink. I'm at Goldenrod.

Text: Action, Goldenrod casino/bar

[And here he's come full cycle. It's been awhile since he's been back in Goldenrod but now that his business with Minoriko was over, it's time to kick back and enjoy a slow evening. Rude might be a creature of action but a bit of peace every now and then never hurt anyone. Plus, some times it's good to get out and mix with people. Reno would've accused him of turning into a recluse and honestly it wasn't healthy for him to spend so much time by himself.

Feel free to approach him for the aforementioned game in his text message. Rude's got a deck of cards that he's idly shuffling, but there's darts, checkers, and even pool to try and win that drink out of him.]

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[istheindustry]

[...Well. This place has been dreadfully boring lately, as he's concerned, and it isn't like Reaver to tolerate boredom; the bar isn't exactly anywhere he frequents - not idly, not unless he plans on bringing people home with him - but if someone's offering ways to stave off idleness, then really, why the hell not.

Rude is a bit distinctive, and he's got the cards going on besides; no harm in approaching, at least, and there's likely to be a game on either way.]

Were you the one soliciting people to play with over the network earlier, or am I going to have to look elsewhere for some entertainment?

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[strongestoftheturks]

[Well this is a newcomer to the scene, or at least he hadn't been around when Rude was completing his compulsory Rocket training. Rude nods at the man's question and beckons towards the opposite chair.]

There's a few games here. Your choice.

[He's comfortable with any of them.]

[istheindustry]

[Oh, he'll join Rude at the table, of course, a light smirk making itself present across his features; genuine smiling isn't really something he does, but what he's offering is close enough, really (and if it's not, then whomever's expressing that opinion can shove it).]

If you know baccarat, I'd prefer that; if not, I'm a fast learner.

[strongestoftheturks]

[Rude nods and starts to deal. While his gaze might be on the cards, his mind is already processing what he's observed of Reaver so far. There was an easy air around him, a confident swagger and smirk that hinted at some measure of pride and cockiness. In that sense, almost like Reno. But apart from a willingness to gamble that's where all similarities ended.

Cards are dealt, and game is on.]

[istheindustry]

[Excellent. However - ]

A bit of a quiet one, are you?

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[rocketralph]

HOWS THINGS IN GOLDENROD? I'M THINKING OF COMING HOME.


_{[All caps all day erry day. They're just easier to see.]}

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[strongestoftheturks]

Same old Goldenrod. Nothing new from the higher-ups.

Where are you at, Ralph?

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[rocketralph]

VIOLET

IT'S VERY SMALL.

[strongestoftheturks]

Yeah. Cherrygrove and Newbark's even smaller.

You planning on travelling or getting the badge?

[rocketralph]

I'D LIKE TO GET A BADGE BEFORE I GO HOME YEAH.

_{[It's so weird to think of Goldenrod, the base for the evil organization he hates, as home. But it is.]}

I HAVEN'T BATTLED A WHOLE LOT OF OTHER TRAINERS BEFORE.

[Rocket Text]

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

I don't have anything to offer at present, but I'll keep your availability in mind.

[strongestoftheturks]

Yes sir.

Interested for a game? It's something to do.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

A game? What sort of game?

[strongestoftheturks]

Any.

Cards, checkers, darts, pool.

[He's used to playing bar games.]

Your choice.

[cobraaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa]

Cards.

[It's the only one he knows how to cheat at.]

Perhaps we could play the next time I'm in town.

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[autumnharvest]

I will be there in moments. I apologize for running late.

[And indeed, within the span of just a few minutes, Minoriko arrives in front of the Pokémon Center, her Tropius trailing behind her.]

You're Rude, correct? Once again, I apologize for being late.

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[strongestoftheturks]

[A nod. If he was quiet over the net before, he's even more silent in person. Withdrawing two of his Pokeballs from his pocket, he tosses them to the ground, revealing the Luxray and Wartotle they'd discuss earlier. Rude stands back and gestures ifs she'd like to take a closer look.]

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[autumnharvest]

[Minoriko doesn't waste any time once he lets the two pokémon out. She moves towards them and kneels down with a treat in each hand for them.]

They look very healthy.

[She then pulls out a pokéball in order to let her Vaporeon loose. She gestures to the Tropius and the water pokémon.]

These are Kinomi and Asami.

[strongestoftheturks]

[He...should probably say something about them too, huh? He regards them carefully.]

You've...taken good care of them.

[His own Pokemon amble up to their prospective mates. Rude watches, slightly curious. Having a team of all guys means that he hasn't seen how Pokemon act like when they want to mate. Do they even get crushes and go on dates?]

[autumnharvest]

Indeed. I do my best to make sure they get enough exercise, food, and care each day.

[In addition to the pokémon she works with at the Breeding Center. It's a lot of work, but Minoriko doesn't mind. She watches the prospective partners for a moment, just to make sure none of them are being overtly aggressive or anything of the sort, but it doesn't seem that way.]

You look like there's something on your mind.

[Rocket filter text] Hope you don't mind something backdated

[crackpotcrocker]

It's not 'per say' a mission. More like a small errand I need someone to run, yes.

[Rocket text]

[strongestoftheturks]

Sure.

[This is the extent of how bored he is.]

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[crackpotcrocker]

EXCELLENT! Considering, I, can't show my face in public yet.

Just a few things, food, shampoo and the Trainer's manual, yes.

[strongestoftheturks]

Got it. I'll drop by HQ at 2pm. Who am I talking to and where should I meet you?

[crackpotcrocker]

Oh! And a Fire Stone. Almost forgot that, otherwise, how will Geraldine ever evolve!? I must be out of my mind! And I am! And it'll give me, Mr. Denzel Crocker the chance to study the magic of this so called evolution process.

Denzel Crocker, who may I ask is this?

That depends, which HQ are you nearby?

Because like I said, going out at the moment is rather difficult... For reasons.