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Appointment's Post II

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[Action, January 3rd]
[Voice, March 8th]
[Written, June 11th]

Old appointment's post can be found here.

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[Nice things about comm building one: it has an elevator, And since he's on the seventh floor, you better believe that he's taking the elevator. Pokéworld's run on elevators, okay.

Sure, he could just fly out the window with Murkrow, but it's cold out. He'll spare his bird.]

[It really is the best, even with the bright green interior. Or because of it. He's still not regretting picking that one. Not that it's on his mind today when he heads out of his apartment, a bag of power tools slung on his back. Hope you don't mind a stop to pick up a passenger on the fourth floor, Silver.]

[...Nope, he doesn't mind. He gives Shikamaru a single wave with his hand as a greeting. Yo. What exciting things are you headed to go do?]

[Shikamaru tilts his chin up at him and steps inside, then checks the button panel with hands in pockets. Looks like they're both going down.] Yo.

Hey. [Nice weather we're having, huh?]

Going somewhere?

Edited 2013-02-09 21:02 (UTC)

Aa. I have work to do.

[He says this with the usual drawl, watching the numbers scroll by as the elevator moves.]

[...Oh, why not.] Need help?

[He snorts.] Sure. You can help me set up the freezers.

[It's a little sarcastic. Setting up the freezers sorta means busting some walls, so it's going to be more troublesome than anything. He doesn't think it's a job anyone wants. 8|]

Alright. [You're making the mistake of comparing Silver to a reasonable person, Shikamaru.]

[Reason has nothing to do with it when slacker is thy motto.]

...seriously?

I don't have anything better to do. [Free manual labor, Shikamaru. Cherish it.]

[He strokes the bottom of his chin in thought.]

...your Pokemon come with the deal?

You got it.

[Hm. Now he's getting ideas. The elevator stops and he steps out.]

All right. Follow me, then.

Lead the way. [SILVER joined the party!]

Edited 2013-02-10 03:35 (UTC)

[And so they went to ~~GOLDENROD~~ the town square, or at least not far from it. The building is right across from the Item Shop actually. There's some shelves and furniture set-up, but a big space has been cleared to work on one side of the building. Shikamaru drops off his power tools on a counter.]

...What's this for, anyway? [Put him to work whenever you want, Shikamaru. He'll keep following you and/or stand around awkwardly until further notice.]

We're turning this place into a convenience store.

[As a cover for the intelligence agency that'll be in the basement.

Shikamaru stops by the wall. Up close, you can probably see the lines drawn against the wall; large rectangles, like doors.]

This side is going to be where we put the refrigerated stuff.

[...Nod. Alright. Convenience store.

He'll ask later.] Where's the fridge?

[He jerks his thumb.] Behind this wall.

[Right.

...Is there a door to "behind this wall," or does he have to make one?]

This building used to be a pizza joint. The room back there is where the ingredients were kept, so it'll serve best for our purposes.

[And standing in front of one of the drawn rectangles, Shikamaru kneels.]

If you could get Feraligatr... He'd probably be well-suited for this.

[He considers it for a moment... Before shaking his head and looking at Sneasel.

The two of them glance at each other for a moment before nodding.] Step aside.

[Darker than usual because he was preparing to use a jutsu with it, Shikamaru's shadow momentarily settles and fades.

He doesn't move just yet, but he does look over his shoulder again. Oh? And what's your plan?]

[Sneasel hops up on Silver's shoulder as Silver steps closer to the wall; he then cuts along the line with his claws (screw you wall my claws are cooler than you) and hops off as he reaches the bottom sides and no longer needs the support of Silver's height. It's a nice and clean cut.

The two of them then step back for a moment, nod, and the piece of the wall cleanly gives in to their teamwork- Silver slams his weight into it while Sneasel jumps up and kicks it.

Silver and Sneasel: 1

Wall: 0

(Quick brofist goes to Sneasel.)]

Edited 2013-02-12 22:46 (UTC)

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