she’s got a bad feeling in her gut. call it intuition, or maybe she’s developed a weird sense for when things are going to head south, but sabrina knows something is wrong.
she just hopes - for her sake - that it is something she can handle.
an alarm goes off at the shop across the street, and sabrina lets out a sigh.
she can already hear her mother chewing her out about appearances — a gym leader is supposed to protect the city and its people— she’s heard it all before. her pokeball floats from her pocket and in a second, espeon is at her side. [ we’re going to see what’s going on ] she communicates to the feline.
sabrina rounds towards the back of the shop; she has no idea whats awaiting her within the store and she’d like the element of surprise in case she’ll have to fight. she quietly opens the back door, slipping through the stock area and heading for the front of the building. she hears shouting and pauses, warning espeon to prepare itself.
“what do you mean there’s no money in the register— what kind of shop are you running, lady?”
sabrina peeks past shelves of assorted sweets and snacks, trying to spot the source of the commotion. she catches a flash of blond hair and a black shirt, but she can’t see much else.
but then the figure moves and sabrina glimpses a bright red ‘R’ emblazoned on his shirt.
oh hell no.
the small insignia is enough for sabrina’s breath to catch. she freezes and for a moment all she can hear is her own heart thumping loudly in her ribs. she hasn’t seen any rocket grunts around these parts in years, but clearly there has been a comeback— she can’t breathe for a moment and she nearly chokes. it takes her a moment to get a hold of herself. [ espeon, get back. we’re leaving now. ] she turns quickly, intent on making a hasty exit. she can’t be spotted, shopkeeper be damned.
espeon lingers, and sabrina knows he’s confused as to why she’s not helping the shopkeeper. [ hurry up - we’ve got to go. ] sabrina takes a glance over her shoulder at her pokemon and accidentally bumps into one of the shelves lined with healing potions. a shelf of glass containers topples over and the psychic gives a panicked hiss. using her powers, she manages to keep the bottles from shattering on the ground, but in her alarm, she misses one and it bursts on the tiled floor with a crash.
rocket grunt link is here and ready to ruin some lives! o7
Rocket Grunt? Check! Trashy? Check! Hotel? Trivago! Don’t just stand there boy, I’m sure Team Rocket could use your help so follow everyone on the masterlist before dealing with Mewtwo!
