#askstreetsofcastelia

[ask-casteliabounce]

Have some more Max, the adrenaline addict :v

These scenes pop up in my mind with no context whatsoever, except the fact that these two have canonically met before and I love how different sides of the law are able to live in ""harmony"" without necessarily having to be at each other's throats.

(ft. Officer Rossi from @askstreetsofcastelia)

[brokenpokeworld]

Keller: "Woah there, croakes, you got a temper on you! What's got you losin' your cool, man? You thinking about takin' some anger management classes?" Keller leans overs slightly to Riley, "He always like this?"

“If it weren’t for his combat ability I’d have killed him weeks ago out of frustration with his antics!” The croagunk continued ranting on as Keller’s attention turned to Riley.

“The world just seems to hate him before he has his tea.” Riley said before smirking. “Joke’s aside, he really is just a bit high-strung. But you’d be kinda pissed too if someone jumped ya while you were trying to relieve yourself.”

“-AND WHO THE HELL JUMPS A GUY DOING HIS BUSINESS!?!”

“See?”

@askstreetsofcastelia

[asktherat]

Detective Keller: “Yo what the hell, there’s a rat in here, yo - oh shit this one looks like a clown! Yo I really do not vibe with clowns, do not come near me bro”

Say whats on youse mind, it's okay. I loves ya' too. <3

[ask-the-wishmaster]

“Try again, old man, you’re not tricking me into anything~”

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[gregnas-the-grouch]

Detective Stevens @ Baozhai: “It’s you again. Out of the city now, I see, which you probably prefer. You mentioned ‘keeping the peace’ the last time we met. I’m curious how the peace is kept where you come from? I just get the feeling that our worlds are rather different.”

"Is my distaste for cities that apparent? I'd apologize, but then again, I'm not sorry for what I believe in," Baozhai stated in a stern tone. Staring down at the humanoid Scrafty with a raised brow. Both arms crossed in front of her chest as she leaned back against a tree. "In all honesty, I doubt you more civil sort would be interested in my definition of peace, if one can even call it that. To me, peace is anathema to the concept of living while conflict is what keeps a society sharp and moving forward. However, we did have a loose set of laws to ensure anarchy did not erupt within the clan."

The ghost held up a hand, curling in her thumb and pinky finger. "There are three tiers of punishment within Sand Reaver society. Each one accounting for a multitude of factors. From the crime to the criminal."

"Tier One: This accounts for crimes on the local level. Ranging from petty theft to civil disputes that often descend into physical violence. Situations deemed not important enough to get the military or inquisition involved in, so we usually leave it to citizens to determine the nature of the punishment itself. Ranging from payments for damages owed to even some going so far as to have one's fingers cut off. Thieves in particular aren't tolerated in our clan."

"Tier Two: When a crime damages the clan in a minor way, one that isn't really disruptive, but nonetheless, takes away something deemed important or of use. Like murdering a soldier, for example. In that case, the criminal's status is reduced as a slave. Where they face the choice of either forced labor to pay off their debt or take a chance in the gladiator pits. Hoping to win their freedom early. You'd be surprised how many choose the gladiator pits."

“Tier Three: This is reserved for the most heinous of crimes. When death is the only foreseeable outcome. Yet, it will not come quick. For it would be just a waste to outright kill them with a fancy execution ceremony. Instead, the criminal is inducted into the Siege Breakers organization," Baozhai paused, a slight frown creeping upon her otherwise perfect face. "I am not a compassionate person. However, I do not envy those who end up in such a horrid position, even if they brought it upon themselves in the first place."

Letting out a sigh, the Cofagrigus returned her attention towards Stevens. "There's your answer. Regardless if you're satisfied with it or not."

[ask-casteliabounce]

Max @ Stevens & Keller :

Max entered the room after quite a while that Officer Rossi, the Sandslash without shoelaces or opposable thumbs ordered him to wait.

-“It’s kinda crowded here don't you think? Givin’ autographs or something?”

Max leant back on his squeaky office chair and held onto his knee, comfortable since he was about to tell quite a long story.

-“So, …to my knowledge it’s you guys the ones investigating the case of the Purrloin with the slit throat huh? Now, before you get up from your seats wouldn’t you like to know… how I knew? To know what sees the eye that prowls at night while everybody sleeps?”

-“Some nights I find sleep too boring and I just wanna hang out with the nocturnals, either at clubs, the drive-in, the arcade or sometimes by going for a stroll under the moonlight. Who knows what awaits you? In my case, 2 nights ago I found this teen Purrloin leaving Beth’s Motel at around 3 a.m. … y'know, the one at Route 91 was it..? Whatever, the place where some strange moans come out sometimes, you can’t miss it. I was like: This little devotchka with a skinny fragile body like that must have quite the thirst.. I hope so ‘cause otherwise working as a clerk there must be a real punishment.”

Max took a breath and held on to his other knee now, happy to carry on with the rest of his terrible explanation, locking eyes on Stevens now as she was a much prettier sight to see.

-“I’m aware you guys set up a perimeter around the crime scene, well, I’m sorry to say that although I didn’t trespass it I was able to see everything neatly, six stories above…”

-“…the exact same Purrloin, with the exact same skinny body, face spots and outfit, matches the one I saw leaving Beth’s two nights ago perfectly… except now without her shiny necklace and with a nice gash around her throat instead… so your job must REALLY be like how you see it in the movies! You’re lucky I didn’t get there a few seconds later y’know… after your psychic partner over here placed his greasy presence in between.”

Max subtly scooched closer to the desk, as if he wanted to get within reach of a little something.

-“There you have it doc, that's my story. Do I get a donut as a reward? :)”

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[ask-casteliabounce]

Max @ Detectives Keller and Stevens:

-“Max… call me Max, and uh… I don’t know where she went after that sorry, I DO remember she was in a hurry though, but you bet your ass I didn’t follow her. I mean c'mon... What do I get if I stick my nose where it doesn’t belong? Trouble. Do I look like someone who seeks trouble...?

... She looked way too young for me anyways.”

-“You should probably learn from what I’m sayin’ doc: What I usually do at night, my appearance, or anything personal that’s completely unrelated to your case is none of your goddamn business...

...We good?"

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[gregnas-the-grouch]

Keller @ Baozhai: “Hey there big lady, how you doing? Hey, wait, have I seen you around? I feel like I’ve seen you, cuz, I mean, you’re pretty unforgettable, y’know? Hey, uh, anyways, what’s your plan with shortstack over there? Doing some Rocky-montage-type training?”

Baozhai eyed the Hypno with a raised brow, a small smirk slowly creeping up her face. “Well, I may not have met you personally, per say. But I do believe I’ve met one of your associates. Scrafty. Female. Takes her job seriously, but has a bigger heart than she gives off? But I suppose you’re not wrong, I am rather unforgettable,” Baozhai stated with a flip of her long hair.

She paused, making note of the man’s curiosity towards Yemir. “That shortstack isn’t really a shortstack at all. You may find this hard to believe, but that munchkin used to be so tall, we’d barely reach her knee. However, given... unforeseen circumstances, she is now reduced in size. I can’t have that. Yemir may be an idiot, but she’s an absurdly strong idiot and I’d prefer her running at her full size if I am to accompany her. It seems like getting into fights and angering her accelerates her growing process. So I’ll simply need to piss her off or find something she can fight... Honestly, given what’s happened. I’d prefer the latter.”