#maliciousenforcer

[unitytower-rp]

actually, nevermind those previous asks. I think it's better to drop Chester for now until I get proper Internet uvu thank you all again!

Well, we're sad to see you go, but we understand. You'll be missed, keep us in mind for the future, we hope your internet gets solved soon!

Eevee-mod

[unitytower-rp]

CHESTER IS BACK THANK YOUU

Welcome back Chester, it's been a while! It's good to see you again, though!

Eevee-mod

[unitytower-rp]

Criiiiies can I have Chester back and possibly a week hiatus I'm sORRY OTL;;

Of course, we would love to have you back! Don't worry about it. Chester will be removed from inactivity, and will be given a hiatus until 07/25! We look forward to having you back!

Eevee-mod

[unitytower-rp]

May I have a week hiatus for both Chester and Lovelyn? *U* their muses are sorta stuck at the moment;;

Of course you may! Chester and Lovelyn will be placed on hiatus until 05/07!

Eevee-mod

[secret-agent-man-looker]

Conflicting Supremacy || Chester & Looker

Well, another day... wasted... 

The officer sighed, and flicked the enhanced vision goggles off his head, hearing them thud lightly in the grass beside him. He sighed once more, a feeling of irritation beginning to subdue within him as he flopped onto his back, running a hand though his disheveled hair. Above him, the tiny white speckles shimmered lightly in contrast to the black night sky.

He couldn't place why, but a clear night was always the best in his eyes. Maybe it was the sentimental feeling of when he was a child, watching the stars from the roof of his house back in his home region. Or maybe it was when he'd finally left Kalos, that first night on his own and--

"Beep. Beep. Beep." 

For a third time now, he sighed. "Great..." Looker muttered, sitting up to reach for his communicator. With the flick of a switch, the unit crackled to life before the verbal transaction began. On the other end, his superiors began to bombard the agent with questions--"Any information?", "Any sigh of criminal activity?", "How long have you remained stationary detection?"...so on, and so on. 

Every question with met with a rather disappointing answers. In retaliation the suited man would hear "Keep working!" or "Stop wasting time, agent!" over the crackles of the device. 

Eventually, enough was enough, and Looker finally ended the transmission. With his motivation stooping rather low for the night, he gathered his technology, and set forth from his perch on the hillside into the large, bustling Saffron City. 

* * * 

"The shining, golden city of commerce" couldn't have been a more accurate description of what the officer found. Even at the turning point from p.m. to a.m., people still bustled though the sidewalks like busy Beedrills on a mission. Still, he kept walking--his main destination: the Pokemon Center for a good night's sleep, obviously. 

As he walked, a tall building began to enter his line of sight. Actually, the tallest in all the city: Silph Co. The very same responsible for the mas production of Pokeballs and other trainer essentials (whatever that would include, seeing as Looker hadn't the slightest clue of what trainers actually needed on their journeys). 

But, something else caught his eye now. A young man, dressed rather dingy in comparison to the businessmen and women who flooded the streets around him. From his spot against the wall, he seemed to be looking around, as if waiting for something...

Something... does not seem right about this...

The officer's eyes narrowed as he began to inconspicuously approach the man. Quick. I must think of a simple plan to instigate such actions!

A few steps didn't take long. Under the lights of the main entrance, Looker was finally face to face with the young man. Almost absentmindedly, Looker put on a mask of curiosity as he spoke, "Excuse me, sir. Would you, perhaps, happen to have the time?"