Burgling Inventory:
I don't think I've ever truly appreciated the air-duct as a structural integrity necessity. It was more out of appreciation of how easy it is to move in and out of a building undetected, at least some of the time. These ducts were quite dusty, and no doubt leaving dirt streaks on my clothes. Luckily I had my mask on so I wouldn't inhale any of this gunk. Candella and Rafflesia kept the pace before me, using natural instinct to guide me onwards, or that was until I bumped into the enraged Raticate.
The Raticate leapt for my face, and due to my being unaccustomed to such large rodents, I was quite startled and I almost yelled out. But in an instant my surprise shifted to anger that this Raticate thought it could best me, so I gave it a lesson in humility and whopped it over the head with an extra running shoe. It was quite dazzed and without even needing to tell her to, Rafflesia used sleeping spores on the over sized rodent to quell the last of the fight. "Excellent" I whispered, and rustled my fingers through her leaves (she loves that. Like a pat on the head I suppose) and thought I saw a spark of jealousy from my other Pokémon.
Whilst the Raticate slept, I thought it best to dispose of the thing by sweeping it out of the air-duct by way of a grate covering. I heard an audible 'smack' as it hit the floor, but even that wasn't enough to wake the foul thing. They live in air-ducts and crevices so they leave there droppings anywhere they please. . . yuck. While I normally deal with Rattatas and Bidoofs, I sometimes come across the big nasties which always give me the heebie jeebies. They stink, they bite, they're dirty. . . what's more is that when that thing wakes, there will be a potential distraction to be had and another chance to grab the gold. So that's one good thing, I guess.
I eyed Candella while crawling through the small space and massaged an ear "patience. . . patience." both Rafflesia and Candella had a kind of rivalry on who performed best at the tasks set before them. I thought it cute the way they ofttimes butt proverbial heads with each other, as they hold no true advantages over the other (although Rafflesia is slightly taller if only in leaves, I suppose). I love them both equally and I believe they know this, but regardless, they bicker back and forth. Luckily it isn't an occurrence on the job, and I'm thankful they both realize the job is of the utmost and petty squabbles can be reserved for later dates when not under threat of discovery.
I heard what we were looking for before I actually saw it: the whoosh and whir of the ventilation fan. Naturally, Rafflesia already knew what was expected of her and began to fan her leaves towards the fan, loosing thousands of spores to put the inhabitants of the warehouse to sleep. While this may be considered cheating, I always thought that a thief un-caught is a happy thief. And right now, I'd say I'm quite happy with the way I spend time with my Pokémon. Some Pokémon trainers claim that bigger and stronger Pokémon are better,smarter, and overall more useful. I tend to disagree on certain points. No one has ever successfully snuck into a building riding on the back of a Rhydon, or infiltrated a restricted area with a Dragonite. Too big, too noisy and not so adorably small.
Now adding a Pts. Tracker. Should be at 30 points as of this posting.
Pts. 30
