#intcrpol

[darkestaken]

OLD MAN?????

[intcrpol]

JUSTICE is simply the absence of INJUSTICE

ωяιттєи ву ѕσ∂α & σℓινє

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[redlegend-a]

@intcrpol​

"Indeed."

The Stoutland standing proudly at Shirogane's side looks up at the familiar Trainer, letting out a soft 'whuff' in greeting.

The silver haired operative ruffles his Pokemon's ears with a fond hum, rolling an expensive looking fountain pen between his fingers in silent thought.

"Have you considered my offer, then? I doubt you would have traveled all this way to merely refuse."

He nods curt, a quick ‘yes’. And there’s no followup. 

It’s been a long time, after all. Things... change.

‘Needed help and people don’t sign. Something really scary.’

Not exactly the word for it. He tries to fish for something else, but nothing else comes to mind so he just lets his fingers dangle in front of Stoutland.

Good to see you too.

‘Have some time to talk?’

[vindictes]

@intcrpol​: "Killing you would be a mercy, what I intend to do with you will make you wish I had."

          “  how very flattering, gin. you know your way to a man’s heart. do you say that to every criminal you chase? should i be jealous?  ”

[tcpdog]

sues him for assault with The Law™.

[kingsblde]

BEGIN. // @intcrpol

this is a waste of both my time and his.

such was the thought when ginjiro shirogane had introduced himself and asked for a moment to talk, and the same line of thought existed now as he tilted back in his chair, arms folded and legs crossed. what could easily be dismissed as an utter lack of care was quite the opposite--he was steaming beneath the surface. an infiltrator, in his league? pride and ego took heavy blows alike when finding that little detail out. the last thing he ever desired was for one of rocket in his midst, and it was only a matter of time before the media found out and he was grilled constantly for his failure.

sitting here, going round and round in endless circles, would do nothing in catching the culprit.

‘ you think i’m not? ‘ the first remark was ignored. lance cared little what destruction came to life wherever he went. thus far, his leads hadn’t been wrong, but, it had only been petty operations. it was as if they knew of what he was planning ahead of time, vacating the premises, or almost managing to fully clean them out, before he came. it wasn’t as if anyone innocent was being harmed.

but the matter of his league?

the chair slammed back down to the floor, and lance leveled shirogane with a stare bearing the same ferocity of a dragonite’s hyperbeam.

‘ i have been ritually screening all of the members of our league, ‘ he growled. ‘ gym trainers, staffers, leaders, interns. you think i just sit around on my ass basking in the fact that under my leadership, one of those snakes managed to slither in? it makes my skin crawl to think about it, and so, yes, mr. shirogane, i have been keeping a closer eye with my league. ‘

perhaps closer than need be. at their last conference, giovanni had remarked on how stiff he had become, asking if perhaps he required help with the new regulations he had begun to roll out since the ordeal had begun. maybe he did need his help...

with a sigh, lance leaned back into his seat, thumb and forefinger coming to pinch the bridge of his nose.

‘ what exactly is it that you want me to do, then? you cannot stop me from doing my searches. ‘

[thiirdboy]

@intcrpol​ replied: Shirogane: *SNAPS A PEN IN HALF, HIS OVERPROTECTIVE DAD SENSE IS TINGLING*

ILLEGAL. HE JUST WANTS TO SMOOCH A BOY AND MAYBE HOLD HIS HAND. HE CAN’T HAVE TWO DADS SQUINTING AT HIM PLEASE

[misanthropecopy]

        She doesn’t like this, AT ALL.