The Skull Grunts were always looking to prove themselves, and due to this they loved looking up the criminal feats by other teams in the world to compare themselves to. One of the biggest organizations they aspired to was apparently Rocket from Kanto, as she came to learn all about a few months back from the grunts staying in the safehouse. Now, Anne wasn’t the best with faces, or names for that manner, but she was almost positive that the man sitting only couple of tables away from her was the same man in the news articles she saw that night.
Of all the days for her to get out of the lab and head into Malie City. All she wanted was to enjoy a fine meal. She didn’t expect to see a crime boss sitting a couple of tables away; well, a crime boss she wasn’t secretly associated with anyway. She had been staring at him for a while as she ate, trying to pin down if this was in fact the same guy, a similar looking man, or if she was just insanely paranoid. If it was in fact him, why the hell would he be in Alola? Vacation probably; Alola was always filled with tourists. But there was always the possibility of he was attempting to expand his team’s reach into what was Skull territory. She bit her lip as her hands fidgeted with the silverware, wondering if she should inform Guzma or Plumeria about this just to be on the safe side.
Her whole body tensed up as he suddenly questioned her, signs of panic easily showing in her expression as she stammered, “I-I, no. My apologies.”
Now might be a wise time to leave. Leaving her meal less than half finished, she promptly got from her table after placing more than enough money for her meal. As she stepped away, she shot him one last quick glance before reaching for her phone.
Giovanni watched her walk away with more than a glint of suspicion in his eyes, she was awful at lying, and even worse at hiding her thoughts. He didn’t break his gaze as she paid, stood up, and walked away. This was a shame, she looked so young, so innocent, but she had clearly recognized him...
He couldn’t have his plans ruined before they even started, and despite her age and innocent, she posed a great threat. The Rocket leader waited for her to take a few steps away before he clicked his tongue against his teeth to get the attention of the Persian at his feet, when she looked up he grabbed her chin and lifted it higher, grabbing the jewel that hung from her collar and pressing the hidden button on the right side, her jewel glowing.
“Follow her. If she so much as text’s someone, you know what to do.”
The Persian stood up and prowled around the corner of the cafe, slinking behind some decorative bushes and keeping behind cover as she followed the young girl. The stranger had her phone in her hands, but the Pokemon couldn’t make out if she was contacting someone... Should she risk it? She could be sharing Giovanni’s location this very instant, the police could be on their way... Without a second thought the Persian jumped out of the thick grass, lunging at her. The Persian’s teeth clicked around her phone, pulled it out of her hand and tossed it behind her in one swift movement, landing delicately on her paws and slowly prowling in front of her to block her path.
From behind her, the tapping of expensive footsteps could be heard.
“You should be careful, isn’t a phone the most precious thing to people your age?” Giovanni asked with a smirk, kneeling over and gently picking it up.
“So, little bird, who were you going to Tweet to?” The Rocket leader asked, his brows narrowing when he looked up at her. “... The Police?”
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