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“Your package is delivered.”  Tied up and gagged. He had even given the kid a bow plastered to his forehead. 

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   — “Oh yeah, do whatever you need to, as long as he doesn’t get hurt!” Scott could be picky, but this wasn’t one of those times. He just wanted this kid off the streets and back where he belonged.

   — To the noncompliance, though, he let out a laugh.

   — “Sorry, it’s just my name. The right one, that is. Probably the only consistent thing you’ll get from everyone in regards to me!”

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Silas nodded his head, “It’ll get done.”  He could get the kid here safely. A bit of a drug and then tie him up and gag him. That way he wouldn’t scream. Though he could just Malamar to hypnotize him...but what fun would that be? 

“Give me your first name then.” 

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[soarleader]

   — The picture is returned to its window within Scott’s wallet, which was then tossed to the coffee table as he took his seat. He crossed his legs, arms folded, and gave a hum. Where did he want the kid delivered?

   — “Here. Right where I’m sitting. If I’m not home, I want him kept here, regardless of how much he kicks and cries.” He will. Scott knows. The boy will scream bloody murder. “I don’t care if he pisses himself; he sits here until I return.” He wouldn’t put that passed the brat. His hand slid its way through his hair, eventually coming to rest on his cheek. Then his eyes rest on the other man. “Ah, and.”

   — “It’s Mister King from now on.”

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Silas is quiet, listening to his words. He took it all in, making note. He had a pretty good memory for specifics. He would get the kid and make due on his order.  “Do you mind if he’s bound and gagged?”  Would make things easier on him if that was the case. Otherwise the other option was some sort of drug to knock him out.

“I’m not calling you that.” 

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love that large bat !!

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“..You don’t want to do that..”

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"If I was dating you, nothing would change." ;]

“....”

[soarleader]

   — Anything else? Hm. Scott hadn’t thought about that. Did he need anything else? He had already gone out for the day. One of the members already went shopping for him, but he wasn’t about to ask Silas to carry up his groceries or some asinine thing like that.

   — Oh!

   — “Yes, actually.” He stood, digging again through his wallet. It was a manner of seconds before he had a small picture in hand, then held it out to Silas. “Consider this your first mission. Now, there’s no rush; I want you to get comfortable before you feel like you actually have to do anything.” He smiled. “Team Soar is a family. I’ll let you know if something is urgent. However, this isn’t. This boy has been running around Lumiose and giving my members a lot of trouble.”

   — “I want him kidnapped and unharmed.”

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Silas is patient, observing and quiet. Red eyes unblinking as he was handed the picture. He examined it, memorized the face. He held the photo back to him, no longer needing it. 

“Where would you like him delivered?” 

He would be quick. A kidnapping was easy when they were a small child. He could do that with his eyes closed.  Perhaps he could even get Noivern to snatch him up. Though...he was a bit large and could cause a scene. Maybe something quick.

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   — Ah, so he was home. Perfect. Scott liked knowing where his pets were, at all times. But again- Silas could do what he wanted. It would just give Scott a bit of worry if he couldn’t find him easily.

   — “Oh, ‘s just across the hall,” he spoke, his mouth full with a bite of a sandwich he had made within seconds. He was still wearing his coat and shoes from being out, but quickly discarded both onto the coffee table as he took a seat on his couch. Suddenly, his Gengar appeared beside him, snatching the sandwich right from his mouth. The man seemed unperturbed by it, as if that was the plan all along.

   — “Again, it’s super bland to look at, just has the bare minimum stuff to get you by. But it’s a two bedroom apartment with a view of Lumiose, rent-free! And any extra furniture is on us, you just have to tell us you want something. Ah!” He pointed his finger in the air, sitting up a bit. “Actually, here.” He leaned forward and dug into the pocket of his coat on the table, pulling out his wallet. Then he held out a thick wad of cash to his mutt.

   — “Do whatever you want with this, until I can get a card for you to access our bank account. Now you don’t have to ask anyone to do anything!”

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Across the hall. Silas would make sure to make some changes to his new home. He had to make sure that it was secure for himself. Though, he was certain he would spend a lot of time in his cabin. He felt more at ease there. Hidden and safe. 

Silas eyed the money being held out to him, stepping towards him to take it from him. This was what he wanted after all. Money. It was why he had agreed to being a glorified agent and bodyguard.  “Good. Anything else?” 

He felt antsy. It would be easier once he was more at ease with the other. 

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If I was dating you, we'll have all the fun!

"If I was dating you..."finish in my ask (｡'▽'｡)♡

“Stupid.” Dating was a complete an foreign concept and he had never met this girl before. 

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Mightyena

Practicing with references some more. I referenced a brown hyena for this one.

"If I was dating you..."finish in my ask (｡'▽'｡)♡

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{ — @ghcstlyking :: settling in — }

   — It was the next evening. Scott thought it was a little strange that this guy seemed to sleep during the day, but hey, he couldn’t judge. Kid could do whatever he wanted. For now, Scott was wrapped tight around his mutt’s little finger, and he wouldn’t want to be anywhere else.

   — Scott went out that day. Left a note, just in case Silas went exploring around the flat while he was gone. 「 Doing business. Be back at 7pm. 」 He had contemplated leaving a little “help yourself” or a “don’t get into trouble”, but he decided against it. Silas could do whatever he wanted. Scott didn’t care.

   — And now he was home, waltzing into his flat with his Gardevoir on his arm. He had left all his other Pokémon home, to get accustomed to their new co-owner. “Sila~s!” He dropped his keys onto the table by the door, shooing away his Psychic-Type as he immediately began walking to the kitchen. 

   — He didn’t even bother to look to see if his roommate was inside. “Silas, your new home is ready for you to take residence! I think you’ll love it. It’s so gorgeous, ah! It’s almost better than my place. It’s a little bland, but that’s just so you can do whatever you want with it; I have an adorable little lady who can buy you any extra furniture or decorations you want. She has access to our treasury so don’t be afraid to really spoil yourself. This is your new home.”

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Silas didn’t sleep much. He wouldn’t until he was in a place that he could secure himself. He dozed on and off Mightyena curled at the foot of his bed, loyal and watchful. Even so, there was a knife under his pillow should he need it. Ever the paranoid. 

The pup’s head lifted when he heard the door open and close, making Silas open his eyes carefully. He was gone for now. He managed to get some proper sleep when he heard the door open again. How long had that been? Mightyena stood on the bed and hopped down, stretching himself before he looked to his owner expectantly. 

Silas stood, grabbing the knife from under his pillow to pocket it. He made Mightyena return and stepped out on bare feet, silent as a ghost type.  “Where?” 

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