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The HQ Team (PLOT)

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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Wally on Sun Feb 25, 2018 3:30 pm


Indigo Plateau: HQ [Kanto District Police Station] || Late Morning || 40

Wally stood utterly still throughout Steven's tirade and then Karen's, eyes flicking back and forth between the two as he drew closer to Wallace. Later, he would look back and reason that it made sense. Steven, for whatever reason, was either clearly experiencing some crazy mood swings or trying desperately to cover up his cracking facade, and the murder and the events that followed...

Well, you could only push a man so far until he snapped.

But to actually see Steven so angry...

Wally could count on maybe both hands the number of times Steven had been angry in his entire four years of knowing people. Less than eleven times since Wallace had introduced them. That was pretty remarkable, especially considering the stress that all of the leaders had been under that first year and a half, while turning the collection of hotels into a city. But Steven, though definitely badly wounded by the end of the world and then the death of Alexandrite, had rarely resorted to yelling or even calm anger to get things done.

As if there wasn't enough going on, hearing Colress wasn't likely at a police station made his insides go cold. Clair was a vicious, vicious bully. When she wanted something she didn't stop until she got it or had to stop pursuing it due to things out of her control, and the latter always made her more pissy and cruel later. Steven had told him during their lesson the day before that Clair really didn't seem to care much about the investigation and was, if anything, irritated that she had to devote time to it. Was she taking that out on Col? Or was there something else...?

"I know I didn't. And I'm glad to hear you say that. But they do and that's all that matters."
"That won't stop them if they want to close the case quickly."
"Evidence will pop up to indict me if they need it."


Last night he'd promised up and down that Steven wouldn't let that happen. But were Colress's fears going to come true after all? He felt his chest tighten at the thought. Col wouldn't be able to handle those cells. Oh gods, not at all. Col was way more fragile than Steven and he still had to poke Steven to eat sometimes. What would happen to the scientist if they just... locked him away? And he couldn't go see him anymore?

He knew the answer. He did. He just didn't want to think about it.

The yelling was blurring into a background of sound and oh gods, he was feeling sick. What if things erupted? What if their fighting became more than words- what kind of trouble could Steven get into-

Don't panic. Don't panic. His breathing was getting faster and he sucked in a large one to try to stop it before it got worse. If you freak out Wallace might send you back to your room. You can't let that happen. You gotta be there when they find him.

-nd she is far more likely to answer where she is if you ask her, when she's not even supposed to be holed up somewhere totally isolated to begin with!" he tuned in time to hear Steven snap. The Champion paused a moment to rub a temple, taking a deep breath. With a voice that was calmer but not neccesarily less angry, he grumbled, "Legends- we can fight later. Just- get Clair on the walkie talkie and ask her where she is and then you can go back to your computer."

Please listen, he begged Karen mutely with his eyes from his spot against his cousin's side. He just wanted to find his friend.


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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Silverishness on Sat Mar 03, 2018 2:23 pm

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Indigo Plateau[Kanto District Police Station]||Late Morning


"Well you weren't doing your job the night you were assigned to security, were you?" Well, no, but what was the point in bringing that up now? She was trying her damndest to make up for it now, she was forgoing sleep and food and-- FUCK what more did this asshole want?! "There were several missing minutes from that tape! If you'd had even just one of your pokemon keeping an eye on it someone could have alerted you there was a problem, but no! I'm not bitching that you haven't found anything else because none of us have, but if you'd been paying attention then maybe we'd have a little more to go on!" She opened her mouth to argue, but he ran her over. "And yes, I know Clair is above you, but in case you haven't noticed, she hates me. And she is far more likely to answer where she is if you ask her, when she's not even supposed to be holed up somewhere totally isolated to begin with!"

It looked like Steven's headache was vying with his frustration for control and he steadied himself a moment before continuing. "Legends- we can fight later. Just- get Clair on the walkie talkie and ask her where she is and then you can go back to your computer."

"Yeah, when we first get something fucking straight--" Karen began, her hands still balled up in fists, "I know I fucked up. I know. But I'm kinda without a time machine and can't make me stop fucking Sid long enough to pay attention. So in lieu of that, I am working my ass off right now to make up for it. I am doing everything in my fucking power to fix this, so stop talking to me like I'm still being a lazy piece of shit. Might come as a surprise to you, but I actually do care about people dying."

She turned and rummaged through the mess on her desk, shoving several piles of papers and garbage to the ground as she looked for something. After a few seconds, she found her prize: a walkie. "Clair, Senior Nerdlove wants you. Come get him out of my asshole, please? He's bugging me in my office." She glanced back to Steven with a stale glare. "There. Now leave me alone."


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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Phoenix on Tue Mar 13, 2018 2:31 pm


Indigo Plateau | Late Morning
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Clair lost track of time in her art, the white noise of her pet's hissing and barely audible whimpers drowning out the rest of the world. All that remained was her. Her perfect world that she had to claw and carve out herself out of the shit heap Lance planted them. Despite being glad at having more power now that Lance was temporarily out of her hair she still missed her sanctuary.

Hissssss-

Wait- What? What the hell was that? That sound certainly didn't come from the man above her. Hell it didn't even sound human. Was that little mouse in her office messing with shit? Did he come to and start snooping around on his own? Enraged Clair dug her blade in too deeply and a loud cry of pain and surprise erupted from her pet's mouth causing her to backhand him into silence. His quiet whimpers she only allowed this time because she had a tiny monster to deal with.

Hissssss-
"Clair, Senior Nerdlove wants you. Come get him out of my asshole, please? He's bugging me in my office."
-click.

The sound made more sense as Karen's annoyed voiced crackled through the speaker of the two-way radio on her desk. How long had it been since Clair had even carried that thing? At least a week. How in the hell was it even still charge? Whatever. With a firm sneer to the still unconscious scientist as well as the infernal machine that interupted her playtime she snatched the device and held down one of the morse code buttons a touch long to release a loud screeching sound through the other end. "Oops, sorry dearie, almost dropped you," she replied through the walkie with her usual over-sweet tone. "As happy as I would be to bring your suspect I'm afraid that it is going to take a few minutes."

Looking back at Colress she felt another spike of anger that he was still wussing out. This man was working his way further and further up her shit list and at this point she didn't care if he was guilty or not she just wanted him in one of her cages. "He's been out cold since we got to my old office so give me a moment to have one of my dragons bring him to you. Does anyone know if he's eaten today? Oh what am I saying, you wouldn't know any more than I. Oh well. Have him to you in two shakes dears!"

Rolling her eyes at her own disgusting politeness she clipped the walkie to her belt and began cleaning up her mess in the other room. Once her pet was somewhat bandaged and safely locked back in his cell she grabbed one of the Poke Balls from her belt and let loose her Dragonite, Mnementh. Clair bade him to pick up the limp scientist once she was sure the idiot wasn't going to wake and they began their trek to the Security building.
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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Wally on Wed Mar 14, 2018 9:44 am


Indigo Plateau: HQ [Kanto District Police Station] || Late Morning || 41


To his surprise, Karen actually...

Well, not backed down. Karen never really backed down. But...

"Yeah, when we first get something fucking straight-- I know I fucked up. I know. But I'm kinda without a time machine and can't make me stop fucking Sid long enough to pay attention."

She admitted culpability. A glance at Steven's face, at the very slight parting of his lips before his expression closed off again, confirmed Steven was as surprised as Wally was. It was rare for Karen to admit fault, especially at something so utterly severe. Given the slurs she had said to his cousin in the past, Wally was struggling to find it in himself to feel anything in the general direction of positive towards her.

But he couldn't deny it made him feel something he couldn't identify. Though the Champion's face was now neutral, he bet Steven felt the same.

"So in lieu of that, I am working my ass off right now to make up for it. I am doing everything in my fucking power to fix this, so stop talking to me like I'm still being a lazy piece of shit. Might come as a surprise to you, but I actually do care about people dying."

Steven opened his mouth to reply but shut it when she went rummaging around in her desk; within a few moments she pulled out the walkie talkie. Wally could almost melt in relief. Clair would answer her, right? This was almost over. "Clair, Senior Nerdlove wants you. Come get him out of my asshole, please? He's bugging me in my office."

"Oops, sorry dearie, almost dropped you." Clair's honeyed voice crackled through the other end of the speaker, making Wally wince. She was the last person on earth he wanted to see, a fact he was only remembering now. Idiot. Finding Colress meant finding and dealing with Clair. How did that not really hit him until this second? Fuck it. At least it would get them closer to finding his friend. "As happy as I would be to bring your suspect I'm afraid that it is going to take a few minutes. He's been out cold since we got to my old office so give me a moment to have one of my dragons bring him to you. Does anyone know if he's eaten today?"

Wally let a curse slip out under his breath. Probably not. And even if he did being in the prison would be more than enough to make him faint.

"Oh what am I saying, you wouldn't know any more than I. Oh well. Have him to you in two shakes dears!"

Shutting off the communication, she glared at Steven. "There. Now leave me alone."

"Th-thanks for getting ahold of her," the boy muttered as he left Wallace's side to walk as fast as his skinny little legs could carry him towards the door to wait for Clair.

Gods this could not be over fast enough.


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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Steven on Wed Mar 14, 2018 11:03 am



Indigo Plateau (Kanto District Police Station) | Late Morning (44)


"Yeah, when we first get something fucking straight--" Karen started. Her hands were still fists. Steven did his best to not react. Fine, let her say her piece, whatever. As long as it got them closer to the goal. "I know I fucked up. I know. But I'm kinda without a time machine and can't make me stop fucking Sid long enough to pay attention."

He blinked.

That... was not what he had been expecting to hear. Granted, he was not entirely sure what he had. expected to hear-- maybe some last, bitter jab, or a denial that any of this was her fault. But her admitting some fault fell to her was...

Not new, exactly, but rare. Especially given what her carelessness had resulted in, or at the least, contributed to. He forced himself to take whatever strange emotion he was feeling (guilt; it was guilt, he knew; yes, this was partially her fault, but it was at least a little his own fault too; he knew they were not being very vigilant in their work and he had not moved Sidney anyway) and shove it down. He would deal with it later. She was still talking, and he made himself listen. "So in lieu of that, I am working my ass off right now to make up for it. I am doing everything in my fucking power to fix this, so stop talking to me like I'm still being a lazy piece of shit. Might come as a surprise to you, but I actually do care about people dying."

Well considering the words you've used when speaking to Wallace, sue me, I am surprised. He didn't trust himself to speak. Right now he needed to find the doctor, and once that was done, figure out where to go from there. Which included finding some arrangement for Wally. Both of those things were more important than fighting Karen right now, even if the reminder of the violent slurs she had so carelessly (and oftentimes, with pointed cruelty) thrown at his best friend's face was making him want to kill her all over again. Or at least give her a good shaking.

"Clair, Senior Nerdlove wants you. Come get him out of my asshole, please? He's bugging me in my office."

The speaker crackled. "Oops, sorry dearie, almost dropped you." "As happy as I would be to bring your suspect I'm afraid that it is going to take a few minutes. He's been out cold since we got to my old office so give me a moment to have one of my dragons bring him to you. Does anyone know if he's eaten today?" Steven's eyes widened in alarm and Wally's quiet little curse didn't escape his notice. The suspect fainted? Why hadn't Clair gotten a doctor to help!? If it wasn't hunger it could be serious! He wanted to speak but Clair's ramblings were lightning fast.

"Oh what am I saying, you wouldn't know any more than I. Oh well. Have him to you in two shakes dears!"

Karen turned off the walkie talkie before Steven could get even a word in, let alone enough time to instruct Clair to bring Colress to the hospital. If he had been feeling as awful as yesterday her glare may have done something, but as it was, he just glared back. "There. Now leave me alone."

"Th-thanks for getting ahold of her," Wally said in a hasty little mumble, finally unplastering himself from Wallace's side to wait by the door.

"Yes, thank you," Steven said in a clipped voice that he wished could be a little more barbed. Glancing at Wallace, and then at their surroundings (and at the officers studiously pretending to not be watching any longer), he turned and followed Wally, giving his skinny shoulder a brief little pat as the boy rubbed his own arms. He had been put through far too much in one day...

Unfortunately there was nothing more they could do now but wait. And immediately have Colress sent to the hospital as soon as Clair brought him. She probably either left her walkie talkie on her desk or wouldn't answer it, so there was no point in working himself up over getting ahold of her to tell her to take the doctor somewhere he could recieve medical aid.

He had to believe that if Dr. Gannon had hit his head when he fainted that Clair would have noticed and done something. But he couldn't bring himself to be very optimistic. This entire day was already completely shot. At this point there was not much that could surprise him, a thought which immediately made him want to kick himself. Such thoughts invited chaos.

"I wish," he growled as they waited by the door, Steven grateful for the few moments of privacy, "that today were over already."

"Ditto," Wally muttered, misery in every haggard line of his face. Steven's expression softened.

"Well, it is for you, Wally. I'm giving you the week off- ah!" He held up a finger as Wally opened his mouth to protest. "No. There's no arguing with us this time. You need it."

"... Then when you guys leave to go sort this mess out, I want to stay with Col." Leave it to Wally to bargain. He'd prefer the child stay at their side throughout the rest of the nightmare that was today; Steven would be lying if he said he wasn't shaken over the fact that Wally had been so close to where murder had either happened or a body had been hidden. Especially given that the crime had happened so recently. Had Wally been maybe a half hour earlier on that scene, there was a possibility he would not be alive right now, silenced by the killer to avoid exposing their identity. The thought made him sick and it took all of his willpower not to shudder.

On the other hand, dragging Wally around would be taxing. For all of them. He and Wallace needed to move with speed and efficency; Wally right now was suited for neither. And also there was the legality of it all. Though he was the one who had discovered the body, he was probably not supposed to be involved in the rest of the process. And at least in a hospital room the boy would be surrounded by people who could help him in the event that the day's events caught up to him and set off a panic attack (which could then set off a second asthma attack), as opposed to sitting in his room. His pokemon were excellent protectors, but given the choice between only them and actual doctors...

Not that that solved anything about the rest of the week off that Wally was now getting. He meant it; there was no way Wally would be able to work for the next few days, given the intense terror of discovering a crime scene and the asthma attack and the worry for his friend. But while Wally shouldn't work, he and Wallace would have to.

Who could help...? Wally would need a babysitter, and he wouldn't take kindly to the fact, either, being the teenager he was... Maybe he should allow him to work after all, if for no other reason to ensure Wally would be doing something instead of letting those images torment him...?

Steven's eyes strayed to the blood still on his uniform and his nausea returned. Nope. Out of the question. They would need to figure something out. Maybe Austentitic could? But for now...

"I don't see why not," he started, his voice as even as he could make it, which was decently accomplished. Two good acting moments in one day. He was outdoing himself. "As long as you stay in the hospital and don't go wandering off. And have a pokemon bring you fresh clothes. Wallace?"

(Given the severity of the slur thing, which I was made aware of how awful it was by other users, I'm going to give y'all a little insight into Behind the Scenes and say that this is someone else who has Steven now. The choice for Steven to remain silent while people who were supposed to be working professionally with him were calling his best friend a fag was super not my choice lol. But since it was written as an external thing and not as part of Steven's thoughts I kind of have to roll with it because there's no way to go back and edit it out without affecting entire conversations that have already taken place; pls don't judge Steven too harshly because he never would have done that if I'd had him at the time and I'm gonna be doing my best to work with it as best I can. As in, that won't be happening again.)
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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Silverishness on Fri Mar 16, 2018 9:38 am

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Indigo Plateau [Kanto District Police Station]||Late Morning


Eugh, why was Clair's voice so sugary sweet when she talked to other people? Just have a normal voice. Nasty customer service fake bullshit. Karen understood why, she would just like to keep all her teeth free of cavities and not suddenly develop diabetes. The Dark trainer all but tossed the talkie back onto her desk when she heard the little imp stutter out some gratitude. "Th-thanks for getting ahold of her." She raised a brow at his meek words, unsure of why he felt compelled to thank her for summoning someone that absolutely loathed him.

"Yes, thank you," Steven added, making Karen feel uncomfortable. Why the fuck were they being all "please" and "thank yous" now? She scoffed at their politeness and plopped back into her chair, popping an ear bud in an ear.

"Don't thank me yet," she mumbled, happy to leave them alone and get back to her grueling, mind-numbing work.

Wallace sighed as there was a long empty breath between them. With Karen happily ignoring them and Clair on her way, there was little to do. There was a chair nearby, but all three of them were far too tightly wound to take it. Or too polite.

"I wish," Steven growled as Wallace rejoiced in the silence finally dying, "that today were over already."

"Ditto," Wally muttered in reply, and Wallace couldn't help but offer a hand on his cousin's shoulder for support. The poor thing... He was already a little wiry stress ball, and now having a dead body fall on him... He squeezed the thin shoulder in his grasp and made the conscious effort not to fuss over how thin that shoulder currently was. Not the time.

"Well, it is for you, Wally. I'm giving you the week off- ah!" He held up a finger as Wally opened his mouth to protest, and Wallace couldn't help the small appreciative smile that grew on his face. Despite all the hardship and strife, there were still little flickers of the old Steven. He knew it'd be gone soon, but... it was still nice to see that he was still in there, buried beneath the stress and anguish. "No. There's no arguing with us this time. You need it."

Little Wally matched Steven by bargaining, something he'd gotten all too good at. "... Then when you guys leave to go sort this mess out, I want to stay with Col."

Wallace's eyes flicked to Steven, and the man knew what sorts of thoughts were likely spinning around in his best friend's head. While Wallace wanted Wally close after such a traumatizing event, there was no denying that he certainly slowed them down and likely wasn't old enough or even authorized to see and hear what would be around him should he follow. Truly, Wally was better off away from them while they worked the case.

However, Wallace wasn't entirely sure about him staying with the only suspect. And that nickname? Just how close were they? It was more than a little alarming that Wallace knew so little of Wally's friends, especially since one of them was... a fair bit older than Wally himself. Weird. Not.... bad, but still weird.

And on the other hand, Wally just went through something that would likely haunt him for the rest of his life, so he should probably go and do whatever the fuck he wanted.

"I don't see why not," Steven evenly began, "As long as you stay in the hospital and don't go wandering off. And have a pokemon bring you fresh clothes. Wallace?"

The Water master nodded. "I'd rather him be where there are a lot of eyes on him than not. Though you're going to tell me more about this 'Col' guy later, ok?"


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Indigo Plateau | Late Morning
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The walk back was slow and that 100% was intentional. Clair wanted to drag out how long it took for her and her beautiful Dragonite to return because she had specifically been told to come back with Colress and she really didn't enjoy being told what to do by that pathetic excuse for a Champion. He wasn't better than her and in this situation they were equals so he had no right to pretend to be her boss. And having Karen call her instead of manning up himself? Even more pitiful.

'He is probably still upset about the other night,' she mused with a saucy grin. He hadn't been able to look at her straight much less actually talk to her since then. So all the better to make him wait and prove once again who was the dominant in this power struggle of theirs. She would show up when she damn well pleased and they would have no choice but to accept it. What were they going to do, come get her? That would just mean she still won because then they would take the trash with them and save her the trouble. Win freaking win as far as she was concerned.

With more than a half an hour passing since she was called the security building finally came into view and she had Mnementh pause a moment, straightening herself out and making sure there were no visible stray drops of blood from her art earlier before having him continue again. If anyone saw her all it would appear like is her normal preening so she wasn't worried about far off observers, only the close by ones once she was inside. Speaking of- Was that a pair of fairies hanging out by the door?

Clair grimaced a moment as indeed Wally and Wallace's disgusting green heads became clearer and she slowed down even further, her dragon dropping back without even a gesture to keep his mistress in front of him. The sniveling rat and his pillow biting cousin were the last people she wanted to deal with right now when she hadn't properly vented her frustrations earlier but now she had no choice. With a heavy sigh and one last roll of her eyes she put on her best smile before reaching them to give them no chance to harangue her upon entry. "Hello boys. Could you move please? I'm afraid Mnementh is a bit large for so many people to occupy the door in front of him. As you can see he's carrying a bit of extra weight with him as well so it's best we get him inside."


((Wally's post mentioned him going to the door to wait for Clair so I assumed Wallace was over there with him because he was touching his shoulder in the subsequent section after it mentioned Wally moved. Let me know if I need to change that in here.))
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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Wally on Thu Mar 22, 2018 2:44 pm


Indigo Plateau: HQ [Kanto District Police Station] || Late Morning || 42


"Yes, thank you," Wally heard Steven add. He might have been proud at the barely concealed anger in his guardian's voice if not for the fact that he was just so bone-crushingly weary. Leaning in the doorway, it took a moment for him to realize that Steven had patted his shoulder. He smiled, faintly, in gratitude, but didn't look over at him. He hoped Steven wouldn't notice how tired he was.

"I wish," Steven said, his voice low and full of bubbling, simmering anger, Wally grateful for him breaking the silence regardless, "that today were over already."

"Ditto." He rubbed his face. God. End already. He felt his cousin's hand find its way to his shoulder and stay there, giving it a little squeeze. A bud of gratitude and relief bloomed at the gentle touch and he leaned into it a little bit, allowing himself to soak in the respite from Wallace's care.

"Well, it is for you, Wally," the Champion said, startling Wally in both the parental firmness and in the content of the words themselves and effectively yanking him right from his brief moment of peace. His head snapped over to stare at him. In the millisecond it took to get upset over being given the rest of the day off, he had started to calm--really, he'd just found a body. Even Wally could forgive himself for taking a break for the rest of the day in light of that.

But then Steven continued.

"I'm giving you the week off- ah!" Wally opened his mouth, but the little noise and Steven holding up a finger quieted him. Oh no, no no; he didn't want to be useless! The rest of the day was fine, but a week!? "No. There's no arguing with us this time. You need it."

Fuck, he was not winning this. What to do, what to do- oh!

"... Then when you guys leave to go sort this mess out, I want to stay with Col." Colress would need someone there when he woke up. He didn't know exactly what had happened yet, but that was a pretty sure bet. The events of the last few days would have taken their toll on his emotions as well as his body, and he likely didn't have access to his pokemon. If he didn't have someone in that hospital room he would either have a potential panic attack or drown in depression. Or both.

Wally wouldn't blame him. He held his breath as Steven mulled it over.

"I don't see why not," Steven began slowly. "As long as you stay in the hospital and don't go wandering off. And have a pokemon bring you fresh clothes. Wallace?"

His eyes snapped to his cousin from where they'd been fixed on the bloodstains on his uniform. No. Do not freak out. Wipe that blood from your mind.

"I'd rather him be where there are a lot of eyes on him than not," Wallace answered. For a moment, Wally felt like melting in relief.

Then came the second part.

"Though you're going to tell me more about this 'Col' guy later, ok?"

"Yeah, no problem, Wal." Inwardly he was screaming. This was the exact thing Colress did not want and yet he'd fucked it up. Was it the nickname? It was probably the nickname, he realized, feeling ill. He only nicknamed good friends. Of which he had precious few.

Wal.
Steven.
Col.

And that was about it. Erika was a nice lady who he was happy to do various gardening stuff for, but he'd never really talked to her openly about himself or what he enjoyed; they worked her garden together sometimes, or other times he took care of her garden when she couldn't for some extra pocket money, and she let them be in comfortable silence. It was beyond peaceful, but not the kind of comfortable he felt around his two guardians or Colress.

Cynthia was in a similar vein as Erika; he liked her; he respected her; she was powerful and intelligent and surprisingly warm and friendly. But he didn't know her, not really. He shelved books for her in the library she overlooked in the Kanto District, and organized its files, and helped her fix various library mishaps. All for free; he wouldn't ask her for money to maintain such a precious resource (and, frankly, he wouldn't ask for money from Erika either; she just insisted) Sometimes he and the Sinnoh Champion read in close proximity, on the rare occasions there was time. But he didn't speak to her about the things close to his heart, did not let her get any deeper than the surface, and did not speak, generally, unless spoken to. She did not push, and her presence alone created a safe, relaxing enviornment in the library for him to retreat to whenever.

Both ladies let him keep his distance. Or maybe they wanted him to. Regardless, he was glad to work with them, for them, and to spend time in their presence. But he did not know them. He referred to them as Ms. Erika and Ms. Shirona.

And they were the only two people he had regular contact with outside of his three good friends. Wallace had every reason to be concerned that Wally had made a friend he hadn't said much about but had apparently decided to tag with a nickname. He hadn't even really thought of how personal a thing it could be, really. He just... it just felt natural, once he knew someone in any way broaching personal rather than casual. All of Wally's pokemon had nicknames, shortened versions of the names he'd given them. He'd given Wallace his nickname within a couple weeks of knowing him. He'd done the same with much of his guardians' pokemon.

(Really, the only reason Steven didn't have a nickname was because 'Steve' just felt weird. It didn't suit the man at all and felt wrong on his tongue and in the echos of his mind, so he discarded the name after using it once or twice to refer to his other guardian when speaking to his pokemon.)

Even as he acknowledged it was only fair of Wallace to want to know the man more, his insides went cold. Would Colress be in any state to realize he shouldn't say anything incriminating in front of his cousin? He wasn't stupid but gods knew his self-destructive streak had few bounds. If he was feeling awful enough later-

No, he scolded himself. No, he wouldn't have to worry. Colress was not in any state to be seen today by someone he didn't know, and Wallace was a compassionate man well-versed in how people worked. That was why he'd said he and Wallace would have a talk later about Colress. And that would be easy. It would be fine. It would all be fine. There was no way Colress had done anything so he would be cleared, and whenever Wallace decided 'later' was, he could tell Wallace the truth about how he'd met his friend and how they became friends. As long as he left out Colress's past and how sick he was, which were easy enough to omit, everything would be fine.

He had just about calmed himself down when Clair showed up. At the sight of Colress dangling lifelessly from the Dragonite's grip, the boy almost screamed.

"Hello boys. Could you move please? I'm afraid Mnementh is a bit large for so many people to occupy the door in front of him. As you can see he's carrying a bit of extra weight with him as well so it's best we get him inside."

Face white, he skittered to the side, staring with wide eyes at first Colress, then Clair.


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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Steven on Sat Mar 24, 2018 5:26 pm



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"I'd rather him be where there are a lot of eyes on him than not." Steven gave a tiny smile of relief. It was good to encourage independance in someone of Wally's age, that much about parenting Steven knew, or could guess at, but it was hard sometimes, knowing when to pull back, when to push, and when to compromise. Here, compromise was the best choice. It was good that Wallace, as much like a fussy mother as he could be, realized this, and realized it quickly. "Though you're going to tell me more about this 'Col' guy later, ok?"

Steven nodded. He would like to hear about him, too. For all he trusted Orion to keep Wally safe from anyone with less than pure intentions, if his charge and pupil had made a friend, it was his duty to know at least a little about them.

Wait a moment. Something unsettling tickled at the edges of his mind. I wasn't especially forthcoming to my parents about my friends, but... I also didn't... entirely trust what their judgement of them would be. The reminder of his parents was a deep stab to the gut as it was, but the admission, even to himself, that his parents could sometimes show their roots as judgmental rich people, was an extra blade on its own. He still remembered their casual attempt to interrogate him about Wallace and if they were a couple, and if not, if Wallace had influenced him in any way-- a fact that was one of the very few secrets Steven had ever kept from his best friend. It hurt that their disapproval of Wallace existed at all, let alone that it ran deep enough to subtly accuse him (and probably continue to silently blame him) for Steven's lack of a girlfriend. Generally it was something he tried to forget ever happened.

But when he and Wallace had taken in Wally--and yes, it was Wallace's name on the papers that secured his guardianship over Wally, but for all intents and purposes they had been raising the boy together--Steven had promised himself that he would do his utmost best to ensure Wally felt safe around him. That Wally would feel comfortable talking openly and freely about anything he wanted and whatever was going on in his life. It was painful that Mr. and Mrs. Stone were people Steven felt he had to maintain a certain amount of distance from so their relationship could stay loving and stress-free; he didn't want that for Wally, especially not after Wally had already lost his actual parents. He vowed to be the best replacement he could be.

And yet...

Wally knows that Wallace and I are fairly accepting people. He'd mentioned Dr. Gannon once or twice as a nice man he met in the library a few times, but... why hide that they're close enough for Wally to tag him with a nickname like that? When Wally was happy about something he never hid it. Why now?

"Yeah, no problem, Wal." Wally answered easily. Steven stared at him a little more intensely than he maybe should have, but Wally failed to notice it and the boy didn't so much as twitch. Smooth delivery, tired smile... nothing seemed out of place in his answer considering the less-than-happy-everything-else going on around them.

Maybe he was just being paranoid. Legends know that enough has happened today to set that kind of thought pattern in motion. Ugh. He really did need a nap...

He wasn't going to get that nap, though, and time dragged on. It became abundantly clear once more how much he was not going to get ten minutes to close his eyes when Clair came up to them. At the sight of Dr. Gannon hanging there limply in the giant dragon's grasp, Wally's face went sheet white and Steven felt a flash of anger flare up.

"Hello boys. Could you move please?" she asked in that sickly, honeyed voice that was convincing if you didn't know the woman intim- like he did. God it made him sick. "I'm afraid Mnementh is a bit large for so many people to occupy the door in front of him. As you can see he's carrying a bit of extra weight with him as well so it's best we get him inside."

"Actually," Steven snapped, "he should be brought to the hospital. Clair, if a suspect faints under your watch like that you're supposed to get them medically checked out! It could be something serious! And if he did it, that would be bad, because if it is something serious and then he dies then we won't be able to interview him! Not to mention if he's innocent then an innocent person would have died under our watch!"

Why did he have to explain that to her! She should know this! Surely she knew the rules! Right!?
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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Silverishness on Wed Mar 28, 2018 8:09 pm

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Wallace had not expected the ready response from Wally. No fight? No uncomfortable stuttering? "Yeah, no problem, Wal." Wallace glanced to Steven, who seemed to be as bewildered as he was. He made a mental note; he'd need to address this later.

It didn't take long for a new voice to interrupt them as they milled about in Karen's office. Clair and her Dragonite -carrying a limp Doctor Ganon- soon appeared. Wallace scoffed in disgust. "Hello boys. Could you move please?" Ugh. Was it possible for her to speak like a normal person and not some bimbo in some cheap porn? Disgusting. "I'm afraid Mnementh is a bit large for so many people to occupy the door in front of him. As you can see he's carrying a bit of extra weight with him as well so it's best we get him inside."

"Actually," Steven snapped, earning a small look of shock from Wallace, "he should be brought to the hospital. Clair, if a suspect faints under your watch like that you're supposed to get them medically checked out! It could be something serious! And if he did it, that would be bad, because if it is something serious and then he dies then we won't be able to interview him! Not to mention if he's innocent then an innocent person would have died under our watch!"

"So maybe back your skanky ass back," Wallace grumbled under his breath.

"Oh my f--" Karen finally had enough of listening to all the damn voices distracting her and whirled around. "If you're gonna bitch at each other, please do it out of my office. Kindly fuck off!"


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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Phoenix on Sun Apr 08, 2018 12:37 pm


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"Actually," Momentarily surprised by Steven's sudden animosity Clair faltered, allowing the silver haired man to get his thought in, much to Clair's chagrin. "he should be brought to the hospital. Clair, if a suspect faints under your watch like that you're supposed to get them medically checked out! It could be something serious! And if he did it, that would be bad, because if it is something serious and then he dies then we won't be able to interview him! Not to mention if he's innocent then an innocent person would have died under our watch!"

"So maybe back your skanky ass back," Oh don't you fucking chime in pillow biter. Convenient holes to fuck don't get opinions.

"Actually," she replied, echoing Steven's word with her own, "he was never in any danger so seeking medical attention would have been a moot point. Maybe you've been Champion so long you have forgotten but fainting isn't fatal, and I know what to look for as far as his condition. He was breathing normally, he was still reactive to stimuli, he just. passed. out. Probably had a panic attack, he does seem a little weak in the nerves. So no, an innocent person wan't going to die under my watch. I'm not so careless as to let that happen," she looked at Steven with a smile. "Unlike some people."

"Oh my f--" Karen's irritated voice brought an even wider smile of amusement to Clair's already poised face. "If you're gonna bitch at each other, please do it out of my office. Kindly fuck off!" Walking over to her friend Clair gently pat her shoulder. "I'm sorry sweetie, I didn't mean to make such a fuss. I was simply unprepared for such a personal attack by those who haven't even asked what happened before deciding they were justified. Between murderers and now colleagues questioning perfectly sane decisions a girl starts to feel on edge."
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Re: The HQ Team (PLOT)

Post by Wally on Tue Apr 17, 2018 4:16 pm

(Going to skip for the moment; Steven and I have to talk and schedules are being uncooperative. This should be a post in the next day or two.)


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