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Camphor's Lab
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Never mind. She was definitely [i]not [/i]going to leave Frieda out of her scathing review.

Seriously, feigning ignorance after a visitor was attacked on the premises was [i]so [/i]not a good look. Chloe very much intended to let the assistant know that, but between the explanation of her upcoming job and Snuggles barking up a storm in her arms — where she'd scooped her up after the puppy recovered, much to the Pokémon's dismay — she couldn't quite find a chance to. She hadn't even found a chance to apologize to Jill! Chloe [i]herself [/i]knew Snuggles had just wanted to play, but she also knew people tended to misjudge the poor pup — and that even her play bites hurt. Well, [i]supposedly[/i]. She'd never been bit, so people [i]could [/i]be exaggerating. 

Anyways, at least no one had gotten hurt this time, and Jill didn't even seem to have noticed anything was amiss, so... maybe it was better not to even mention it. Chloe had to admit, as ugly as the little devil thing was, it had been pretty useful at stopping Snuggles without escalating things further. But that was literally [i]all [/i]it had going on for it, and it was definitely [i]way [/i]too smug about it. 

Once Chloe had her items, she was finally given the go to ask questions. She had many, but could only get out the most pressing one, [color=f49ac2]"Are you [i]seriously [/i]telling me you know nothing about the weird, hairdo ruining Misdreavus harassing people in here?"[/color] before the dex in her hand made a beep and lit up. She heard a similar sound over from what she assumed was Jill's own Pokédex. A quick glance at the screen, and she realized it was a message from one of the other trainers. Huh. She hadn't even realized the thing [i]had [/i]messaging functionality! Could it take pictures? It had like, a scanning function, right, so—

Thoughts wandering, she scrolled over to read what seemed to be a call for help. Someone named Clarissa was trying to catch a Murkrow. Those were dark type, right? She fixed her grip on the Snubbull; a fairy type. And ghosts? Like the one that had just been a bitch to her? [i]Oh my god,[/i] this must've been fate!

[quote][color=f49ac2]help's on the way, hang tight girl 💖💋[/color][/quote]
Chloe typed in her contact information, sent the reply and turned her grin over to Jill. [color=f49ac2]"You're going too, right? It's not even that far!" [/color]

Truth be told, Chloe was unsure [i]why [/i]she was getting so excited in the first place. Some Toy Company building wasn't exactly a glamorous start to her new journey, and even though she got paid per Pokémon caught, Murkrow, if there even [i]were [/i]multiple to be caught, didn't really fit her style. Yet somehow, just the thought of actually getting to do this, to do something on her own, seemed super exciting.

Besides, streaming a rescue mission would get [i]insane [/i]views!

She tried to seize Jill by the arm, snap a quick selfie of their rescue group, and practically haul the poor girl out the door, the assistant — and her potential answer to her question about the Misdreavus — all but forgotten.[/color]