Blonde, tall, and dangerous
He wasnāt too sure about his disguise, but he figured he had done way worse. He had located a mansion that held expensive, rare Pokemon. It also seemed that the primary owners were always away during the work week, which meant plenty of time to enter and retrieve his goods.
He stood in the mirror, long blonde hair swooped down his back. He wore colored contacts, giving him brown eyes. He applied the makeup lightly, but heavy enough to contour his face into a random assortment of features. He decided that he looked trustworthy and plain enough, as if he were a Pokemon Breeder. He glossed his lips with a shimmery pink, which accentuated his lighter skin tone. After a few minutes finding the āright voiceā, his disguise was perfect.
After a subway ride and a bus ride, James had arrived at the location. For the first week, heād pretend to be a woman named Ashlynn Montgomery. He would gain the trust and create a detailed map of the entire layout. After all that was complete, a few Pokemon would goā¦ āmissingā. Then, sheād mention a Pokemon Protective Agency that could have people come and watch. Of course the Agency was a fraud; all Team Rocket members.
First things first: knocking on the door.
When it opened, James immediately began his disguise.
āHello! My name is Ashlynn Montgomery. I was hired to be a Breeder here. I have the email and everything!ā A cheery, warm smile exploded on her face.
James had made sure to fake an email, incase there were any questions.
Of all times for the parents to leave, it HAD to be as the new help was arriving. The young Quartermane stomped around in his room, having the biggest hissy of his life. Tending to the help was not HIS responsibility! Having to show them around wasnāt HIS authority! NO! It was to be left to the other help! The ones who cook and clean for him! The ones who make his life an absolute luxury! But of course; that would make sense. Here instead, we have Chaz on the order of his father to help direct and escort the new breeder for the grounds around. To make them feel welcome, to make them feel they are respected. Most importantly, his father appointed the task to him to give him some degree of responsibility as opposed to simply blasting around like a spoilt child.
āA breederā¦ PFAH!ā Chaz scoffed to himself, pacing back and forth. āTo think our immaculate grounds have needs for such a carer!ā Chaz doesnāt realize that the Swanna and various other PokĆ©mon that come to and fro from the grounds, not to mention his own personal PokĆ©mon and household otherwise have always had to have some immaculate care! Of course, that was handled by the previous house breeder, who strangely won a surprise trip to a leisurely cruise across the Alolan isles for 2 months. But we have this fancy new applicant to make do for the time being until their timely return. *Knock knock* The distant thud of the door only made Chaz roll his eyesā¦ But he will remain diligent! As he throws on his ācasualā suit which sports a dark navy color, with a tie to match he ventures to the large, carved doors of his mansion home. He opens the door to be greeted by the blond woman, clearly none the wiser of the disguise before him. He gives a sharp sigh and raises a hand to cut her short after her introductions.Ā
āMaāam Montgomery. I am aware of who you are. I am sure you are aware as to who I am, but on the off chance, you have not read the news as of recent! I am Charles Quartermane, heir to this mansion and the throne of monetary wealth my Father holds.ā His eyes meet with a sharper and rather distasteful squint. āAnd you will be well to remember your place here and address me as Sir. Are we clear?ā After Chazās blatant and demanding introductions, he gives a flourishing of a spin followed by a single wave of his hand indicating for Ashlynn to follow. He opens his arms with graceful poise and continues his little spiel. āThis is the home you will be tending to. Your main area will be the garden out the back; however, you will also be responsible for the personal grooming and tending of my own PokĆ©mon also.ā He turns around with his glare once more. āAnd should I find even a single hair of theirs out of line I will see you never work in this business again. Am I clear?ā
