[center][h2]To Denounce the Evils of Truth and Love...[/h2][/center] [center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/a665c143-b686-458f-9561-9aab8b3bf7c2.png[/img][/center] [center][i]Mysterious Boy & Mysterious Girl[/i][/center] [b]Situation Location:[/b] In front of the Trainer House [hr] [b]Wow, you’re all just pathetic piles of garbage, aren’t you?[/b] The Mysterious Boy and Girl continued their business, ignoring Jaden and his incessant preaching. Usually, ignoring people was the best solution to get them to stop talking. If he wanted to start a riot or a protest, well, he didn’t exactly get permission to start one outside the Trainer House. When the boy marched up to their table and tried to hinder their business, the Mysterious Girl stood up from her chair with a frown. Her palms were flat upon the table as she gave Jaden an irritable glare. [b]It’s a wonder why any of you thought to be trainer’s…[/b] He went on and on, and on…until a vein popped at the corner of her head. Her customers started to fight with him and she finally shouted, “Hey! How about you all calm down before I call the cops. Little boy, if you have a problem with our business, then take it elsewhere, but if you continue to stay here and cause trouble, I will call the police!” When Jaden turned his attention on her and her partner, the Mysterious Girl rested her hands on her hips, hearing him drone on and on. “Maybe you should learn something about public speaking. No one is going to listen to you if all you’re going to do is insult them. If you want to know so badly how we do business, then trade with us. If not, then leave or I’ll call the police and have them remove you.” Jaden might have thought he was fighting the good fight, but his behavior was making the justice he tried to exact backfire. He had only managed to incriminate himself and irritate others so that the trainers who had once potentially listened to him no longer did. When he walked away, business resumed as it would have even without his two cents. “And will someone show control over their Pokemon?” She was referring to the Vulpix still standing on the table. “I think someone should trade her in if they don’t have any control over her. I guarantee you that our Pokemon are friendlier and obedient. They are the cream of the crop!” [b]Vix[/b] -- [i]To Extend our Reach to the Stars Above![/i] [@FeistyPants] Jaden was lookong for her, and through all the uproar, she couldn't hear him. It wasn't until the female half of that insidious pair started speaking that discovered an opportunity. Having already seen where they were taking the Pokéballs off to, she went about a devilishly clever ruse. Acting dejected as the girl complained about her behavior, Vix hopped down from the table and walked away. Instead of rejoining her master, she left Jaden and the crowds behind. Trailing slightly behind the laborer who carried a tray of freshly betroayed Pokémon. [I]Where are they taking them...and why?[/i] Pondering this slightly, Vix pinned herself up against the wall. With her nose twitching and eyes acutely listening in, the brazen little Fox peeked around the corner to watch the humans boxing up the trays and loading them into a truck. Curiously, she watched them, she obverved their movements and temperaments closely. For it seemed that the men packing up the boxes cared just as little as the lazy traitors that had given them away. [I]What the hell is going on...?[/i] "Oi! What're you doin' outside your ball?!" Jumping nearly a mile out of her skin, Vix spun around to see one of the men who had been loading crates glaring at her with his hands on his sides. Much to her surprise, another man snuck up behind her as the Truck started up its engine with a dull rumble. Suddenly, she found herself in an inescapable bear hug! One which no matter how hard she squirmed and tried, she couldn't get out of it! Gritting her teeth as she was marched to the truck, all she could muster was a terrified cry as she was thrown unceremoniously into the back of the truck. Hastily regaining her feet, she bolted for the exit, only to suddenly have it closed right in her face. Her flames were not hot enough to melt steel, yet. And to make matters worse, if she did that, the boxes piled inside could burst into flames and endanger not only herself, but the hundreds of Pokémon inside! So she did all that she could do. She slumped into a corner and waited. Drawing her knees up close to her chest, terrified as to what might lay ahead. -------- The van departed.