Shenanigans [Private/Melon]

Somehow the sight of Goldenrod made his eyes hurt, but it was the only place in Johto with a large enough market. Ontop of it, there was also the game corner he could waste his money with, and was where he was instinctively heading to right now. His Gligar prodded at him lightly with the stinger on his tail, making sure not to hurt the young male with it to signal he was in the wrong place.

A small groan escaped Azhar's lips before turning on his heals and heading toward the market. "That's one of my stops, Scor." He spoke firmly to the pokemon, giving it a flick in the forehead to show his disapproval at the behavior. Although the game corner wasn't suppose to be his primary interest, he wasn't really a people person so conversing with store owners who more than likely were afraid of Team Rocket to begin with didn't suit him. Still, it granted him his needs so it was required.

The blonde winced inwardly as the automatic doors opened, allowing him inside and at the same time giving his eyes a break from the bright eye-blistering gold that gave the city its name. Upon a few stares, Azhar quickly returned his pokemon and took a look at the crumpled up piece of paper. Being part of a criminal organization or not, Azhar put it up front that he wouldn't just outright steel the materials he needed... He was above that much, it was grunts work in his eyes.

His thought shifted when the concern lifted, he was being ignorant again. The major thing he needed to be concerned about were other teams, not just crowds during shopping. "Food should be my top priority, small things like clothes and entertainment need to wait..... Darn it." Azhar thought aloud, probably looking funny to people since he was now talking to himself. "If only it wasn't so unprofessional to keep this Gligar out in store, he's better at management than me." Which was only half true, didn't stop him from wanting to just blow it off and concentrate on the game corner down the road instead.