armoredsoul | victory

_{[It's another quiet evening in Violet and Ralph is hanging around the back of the Poke'Mart watching the trucks unload and the restockers start their business. He's gotten quite used to leaning against the wall with his arms folded but folded just so that anyone passing could see his security badge.]

[It's super important ok.]

[Carter sits by his heels, vigilant as ever watching the men unload the trucks. His collar has a little plastic police badge that Ralph got out of a vending machine pinned to it.]}

[Cecil doesn't often wander too far away from his trainer, but Alphonse was busy trying to work with one of the younger Pokemon and he was bored. And it's hardly like a Pokemon of his level could get into any trouble he couldn't find a way out of.]

[He's very good at that, you know.]

[When Cecil spots the workers unloading crate after crate of Pokeballs and Potions, the temptation is just too good to resist. He sneaks up close, darting from cover to cover, until he's just close enough--]

"Hey!"

[Cecil bounds away from the truck with a Max Potion clamped firmly in his jaws. He lands delicately just in front of Ralph and pauses for a moment, looking at guard and Growlithe alike with an amused twitch of his tail before taking off down the street.]

_{[Ralph glances up from Looking Cool and Important at the shout and for a moment isn't sure what the source of it is--]

[But CARTER doesn't miss a thing. He spots Cecil's escape and tears off after him, yowling the alarm. Ralph pushes away from the wall and jogs after him.]}

Get 'em, Carter! Cat burgler at two-o-clock!

[Carter might be a fast pup, but Cecil is much faster. Fortunately for the cops, though, Cecil is more interested in an entertaining chase than the prize. He bounds down the street in almost lazy leaps, looking back and letting out a muffled yowl to taunt his pursuers.]

[He turns a corner, getting a fair distance away before stopping and turning to be sure he hasn't lost them.]

_{[It's quite easy to see if they're on Cecil's trail or not because the nearing owww oowww OWWWW OWWWWW of Carter is hard to miss.]

[Ralph, meanwhile, is pumping his arms and puffing. He has to admit he's kind of enjoying the chase too. As nice as standing around looking Important was, dashing after a crooked Pokemon could only paint a better picture of Do Right Ralph in the public's eye.]}

Stop! Rockets!

_{[Well, he could only assume.]}

[Rockets? Rockets?! Cecil casts an incredibly sour glance back at Ralph and bounces off a trash can as he passes by so it spills out across the ground in the pair's path. How dare you, sir!]

_{[Carter plows right through the garbage like a organic bulldozer but Ralph isn't so lucky. He tries to veer off to the side but much like a charging bull, once he gets going it's sort of hard to stop.]

[And the pokemon gods laughed as the heel of one of Ralph's big security guard boots catches on a banana peel and sends him sailing.]}

EY-AAGH!

[Ahh, yes. Sweet victory. Cecil takes a chance for the sake of amusement and doubles back, jumping over Carter to--very deliberately--use Ralph's stomach as a springboard. Cecil 'mowrrrrr's and bounds down the street, tail flicking merrily.]

_{[Carter's enormous bushy brows fly up as the Liepard flies overhead. He skids to a halt, falling to his butt and leaning back so that he is watching the purple and yellow blur disappear upside down. Huwuwuwuwh???]

[Ralph lets out an appropriate WHOOF! as Cecil bounces off of him. His head is spinning too hard from smacking against the hard pavement to even think of reaching up to snatch that long tail. He lets out a groan and slowly starts to rise before a SECOND set of paws bounces off his belly.]

[OOWWOOOOO OWOOOOOO WOOWOOOOO goes Carter's siren howl as he keeps up the chase. Ralph just lets out a groan and lays out flat on the pavement. He'd cover the potion with his paycheck if he could just...lay here a while.]}

[Poor Ralph, we knew him well.]

[Cecil continues the merry chase, leading Carter in circles around a few blocks before he runs into a bit of an obstacle. Namely--]

Cecil?! What are you doing?!

[--his trainer.]

[Alphonse glares at Cecil as the Liepard screeches to a halt in front of him, flicking his tail with the most innocent 'who, me?' face he can manage. But with his metaphorical paw in the cookie jar, it's not flying far.]

I leave you alone for ten minutes, and this what you get up to?!

_{[Cecil and Al are not alone for long because HERE COMES CARTER THE VERY REAL POLICE DOG wailing and barking and his fangs are aimed right for the spotty cat's tail.]}

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[Action] Feb 7th Violet City

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