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Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 20, 2014 10:36:29 GMT -6
Okay, normally Team Rocket work sucked. Like hardcore suckage, and not even in the good dickable afternoon way. It was normally running around doing dumb tasks to make some upper management dude happy, and most of them did not even make use of Liam's unique talents. If you did not do what they wanted, then sucks for you cause their panties were always in the tightest knot. Or was a beach worth of sand caught in their vagina? Who knew, Liam knew nothing about those lady things. Anyways, lady parts are not important. What is important is that Liam was actually enjoying this job.
All they wanted him to do was march around Goldenrod City, and remind the populace that Team Rocket was still in charge of the mainlands. The cool thing was that none of them were really specific how he was supposed to do this, so Liam decided he could do whatever the fuck he wanted. So he was trolling the commercial district, doing whatever he felt like in each store. Sometimes it was just a friendly remind by smashing their display case in two, or just demanding protection money.
"If you don't want Aqua flooding your fucking store with their water stuff, than pay up dood."
After an hour or two though, Liam started to grow bored. And hungry... Okay he was mainly hungry. Seeing a nice little candy store, he decided to stroll in. There was nothing like sweets to settle the stomach. Looking around, Liam found it hard to see beneath his long blonde hair and white cap. The cap, which was more like a white drivers hat, was his feeble attempt to make the disgusting uniform stylish. Unfortunately the only one he could find was too big for his head, and often obscured his eye sight.
However what he could see was candy fucking everywhere, and it was like a dream come true. Oh and there was some kids and old people. Some of them were those parents things, but they were pretty over rated. Or at least they were as far as Liam was concerned. Walking around, he set his sights on some delicious looking rainbow hard candy.
Reaching his white gloved hand into the bin, he picked a piece up and popped it into his mouth. Finding the taste pleasurable, Liam took a large handful and just stuffed it into his pocket. He was not even trying to be sneaky. Who in the name of Mew would even care? He was Team Rocket, and they were the kings of Goldenrod, so some old folks would not stand a chance against his might.
Plenty of people came in and out of the Herschel’s candy store doors everyday. It was a nice and calm sort of life there, even when it was busy. All of the smiling children and happy families were a stark contrast to anything she ever did with Team Rocket. And somehow she loved that. Had someone told her when she was younger that she would have a loving nerdy husband and a stable business, she probably would have laughed and shoved them over. Now, it filled her heart with joy on her days away from her work at Team Rocket.
Retire was not an easy thing for her to do, but she had thought only a few years ago that she could safely retire for good and be happy with her life that way. However, it just didn’t last. She watched other organizations from other region march into her home and take over cities that they had no right to claim. One or two could be overlooked, but when Rocket only held a handful of cities compared to the entire region they used to have, she just couldn’t stay down anymore. A rage had burned within her. It still did. It was in order to protect her home and the reputation of Rocket that Edith came out of retirement.
It was only a few days a week that she worked at the candy store now. Goldenrod was still a city run by Team Rocket, so it wasn’t abnormal to see someone in the uniform visit her store. Occasionally they would do so just to say hello to her on a day off. She welcomed them and even sometimes offered them a free candied apple.
However, something seemed amiss when the blond Rocket entered the building. He did not greet her. No, instead he waltzed over to the bins on the wall and started helping himself as if he owned the place. Edith’s hands clenched, her back straightened. She watched him silently until he stuffed a whole handful into his pocket. She approached him with quick and firm steps.
“Excuse me, young man,” she started in a sweet tone so as not to immediately terrify the actually innocent customers within earshot. But her words went downhill from there. “Were you planning on paying for those or did you want someone to break your hands today?”
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Last Edit: Oct 22, 2014 12:44:24 GMT -6 by EDITH HERSCHEL
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 22, 2014 10:37:49 GMT -6
Spinning around, Liam was greeted with the most disgusting sight in the world, the elderly. Dear Mew how terrifying her body was. Skin dropping, naughty bits sagging, and old mushy organs in a wrinkly leather sack. Okay, so, Liam did not really pay much attention to how Edith looked. It was just the stereotype of old people that disgusted him, and now there was a real live old fuck in front of him.
Oh and she was angry, really angry. Like the wretched creature was slap his bum with a ruler angry. Was that too old school for Edith? Nah...
Blue eyes narrowed in anger behind his bangs. How the hell did this woman this she was anyways to speak to Liam like that? Well okay, she did look familiar, but honestly Liam could not put a name to thee withered old face.
"You got a lot a nerve ya old bag." Liam snapped back. A white gloved thumb pointed at the large red R on his chest. Most of the time Liam hated wearing the thing, it drew attention and in his profession attention was a bad thing. But when Liam did wear it, he felt powerful. For those few hours he wore it, Liam felt like he had control over his life, that he could do whatever he wanted. It was like a high, and some old lady was not about to get in the way of that. "I'm fucking Rocket. Who are you? On your way to the grave?"
“Oh, you’re Rocket, huh? Think you’re so big and tough talking to an older woman like that?” For a moment her anger briefly melted to a genuinely amused laughing fit, her hands falling to her hips as she contemplated her options. She could tell him who she really was and send him out with a warning not to pull such a stupid stunt again. That would be the easiest thing for her, and it was what she normally would have done in these circumstances. However, she was much too amused by this one to let him get away that easily. Something about that mightier-than-thou attitude reminded her of her youth. It was always what warmed her heart toward the younger members of Team Rocket.
Edith’s husband needed no further queue from her. While she laughed, he politely escorted the store’s two civilian customers and locked the doors behind them to prevent anyone else from entering, or exiting for that matter. “Edie, I’m going to make some coffee in the back.” And he left to do just that as casually as ever.
“Thank you, dear.” She passed her husband a warm smile before looking back at Liam. He was a cute young man. In a warped Rocket way, his heart was in the right place… Sort of? However, Edith did not forgive insubordination so easily. If you let one slide, they all start thinking they have free passes, and Edith could not have that at her age. This one needed a lesson. “Now, you asked who I am? I am the sort of person who squashes runts like you and then has their best friend wipe them off my shoes, that’s who I am. I am the sort of person who helped make Rocket what it is today so that punkasses like you have it easier. I don’t know who you think you are, comin’ in my store like you own the place, but I imagine you aren’t above the rank of Officer if you don’t even have the privilege of recognizing your Admins.”
Stern, but it was tough love. Honest. She crossed her arms and gave him another once over. “I want your name and rank. Now.”
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 23, 2014 23:40:13 GMT -6
Oh, so that's where Liam knew the old lady. It was not a great situation, face to face with an Admin you just pissed off. Actually the best way to put it was with Liam's own thoughts. Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck. So naturally one would think that Liam would have to find a way out of this, but Liam was not the most usual person.
"I bet you do." Casually he picked up another piece of the candy and popped it into his mouth. His body posture was apathetic. Slouched shoulders, head tilted to one side, and he leaned up against the wall behind him. He was like a perfect angst filled teenager. "But you're old, and like, gross. So no."
Normally Liam was more intelligent than this, but something about Edith made him unable to hold his tongue. He wanted to fight, to prove that he was capable. Maybe it was uniform making him cocky or because he was pushed around his whole life, forced to do other peoples bidding. Or it he could be like this just because Liam was a brat, who knew? All he did know is that despite his lazy posture, there was a fire in his eyes right now, and Edith's threats did little to extinguish it.
