Post by daigo on Jan 27, 2012 1:40:33 GMT -5
[/justify][/blockquote]He sat at his seat in the company, hands locked together as he stared out of the window, at falling leaves. Autumn would soon be over, and winter would come with snow paving the roads. He exhaled, shutting his eyes as the operative announced their decision to send the cargo out of Rustboro this very night. He approved of it; with a wave of his hand, he dismissed the operative and sent him to do his work.
A hand grabbed the pokénav on the glass table by his side. In the process, he upset a cup of coffee. He watched it hit the ground, spilling its contents. The stains would last a lifetime. If all went well, the marks he was to leave on the city too, would last for as long as the city existed.
He chuckled.
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Accepting this mission was ultimately, a natural thing for Steven to do. It didn't require him to do much travelling; all he did nowadays was shuttle between Mossdeep and Rustboro, with the occasional stop at Lilycove to see if his new shipment of rocks had arrived. Upon reading the description, he had a nagging suspicion that the entire matter wasn't a simple as it was cut out to be; for one, he had a good idea of who was behind the entire event.
Sculpting the build-up to the eventual confrontation would be done by the one sitting comfortably in his velvet seat at the sixteenth floor of the building; Steven spat at the thought of the man.
He gripped the banister rails of the apartment stairs. He spared a moment for contemplation, before taking the stairs down two at a time.
notes let's set this some time after [not to go back] and [externalities], but before the [verdanturf tea thread].