With the PokéGirl back in her PokéBall, Ace put the red and white spherical containment unit back on his PokéBelt and reached for his wallet. “Can’t believe you beat me...” Ace grumbled, sounding more annoyed than truly upset. But could one blame him? He’d lost not only a PokéBattle, and a chance to fulfill his mission, but now he was going to have to pony up the cash to pay off the PokéGirl Tamer.
Smiling, Sheila purred as she cuddled up to Ranma. She was feeling tired, but she felt oh-so proud of herself. “Did I do good, Master?”
Nodding his head, Ranma cuddled his Shaguar. “You did good Sheila. Very good.”
Grinning ear-to-ear at hearing the praise from her master, Sheila purred even louder. “I’m glad, Master. I’d do anything for you...” she then looked up into his eyes. “Master?”
“Yes, Sheila?” Ranma asked his little PokéGirl as he cuddled with her.
The Shaguar somehow blushed lightly for a moment before she managed to ask, “Does this mean... I earned a Taming?”
Making a show of thinking about it for a moment, Ranma nodded his head. “I’d say you did, Sheila. But I think we should get you healed up first.”
Nodding her head, Sheila understood that she needed to be put into a Healing Machine for a Healing Cycle. Knowing she’d be back in her PokéBall prompted the little Shaguar to ask, “Does this mean you’ll Tame me in the morning?”
“Yes, Sheila,” Ranma answered his PokéGirl. “If that’s what you want.”
That made the Shaguar smile even more. While she did like being cuddled up at night with her Master, there was just something she so looked forward to about getting Tamed first thing in the Morning. It just seemed to make the rest of the day wonderful, despite the things that could happen.
Seeing Sextome and his PokéGirl get along so well made Ace realize that maybe, just maybe, things weren’t as bad as he felt they were...
...However, that feeling came back in a new was, for as he flipped through the slc notes in his waller he noticed something. He flipped through them again and again, counting to make sure of something...
His eyes widening, Ace counted once more just to make sure. “Oh shit...”
Sighing, Ace closed his wallet and put it back in his pants pocket. Damn it, this could not get worse...
...Noticing the television cameras, Ace realized, yes, it just got a whole LOT worse. He knew he was going to get a thorough chewing out from his boss, he just knew it...
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Prof. Theodore Diggers was normally a kind man, as man of dignity. As a retired PokéGirl Researcher and college professor, he was a recognizable and respected face of the Indigo League. He was supposed to be seen as a voice of level-headed reason, a man of calm
Yet, as his trembling state could attest to, he was anything but calm. Placing his hand on the remote control of his television, Theo was using the playback option to go back earlier in the fight. The blonde-haired Amazonchan with blue eyes... there was no mistaking it. He knew his eldest daughter anywhere.
In all honesty, it was relief to finally see her. After so many months of not even so much as a clue, he had a verified sighting. His daughter was alive. Yes, she was a PokéGirl, but he didn’t care about that at the moment. His baby girl was alive! That meant Britanny could be too! For the first time in so long, Theodore had hope.
Granted, his hope had been higher earlier, but seeing the lengths the Shadow League Agent to HURT his daughter, and yet STILL lost... his hope was tempered with reason, but he was still optimistic. He could and would get them back. He knew at least Gina was with Ranma Sextome. If he got to Sextome, he would get to Gina!
Without wasting another moment, Theodore got up from the chair and made his way to the kitchen to use the vid-phone...
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“Damn it...” Tom Clancy cursed as he exhaled a deep breath of smoke. Smashing the stub of his cigar into an ash-tray, the head of the Shadow League let out a sigh of depression. The defeat of one of his best agents was going to have such a backlash with the Leagues where the Shadow League’s presence was part of; they’d lose a lot of clout with what was sure to become a highly publicized defeat.
But worse, it seemed their leads had turned out true. Sextome had, at least one of his friend Theodore’s girls. Sextome, whom was a ruthless, sadistic bastard it all accounts were accurate, (and they usually were). Who knows what hell Theodore’s girls had to suffer being his PokéGirls.
That thought made Tom shudder. It was bad enough when they thought it was just a kidnapping, but now it was proven fact that at least ONE of them had become a PokéGirl.
A PokéGirl... obviously Sextome had access to technology to make human women into PokéGirls, since that was the fate of Gina. But who had it? Sextome wasn’t smart enough to create or maintain such high technology. The evaluation reports on his character were more than enough proof to back that up.
Considering this turn of events, Tom realized they’d better start investigating into people who Sextome had considerable contact with. His father, Genma Sextome, and PokéGirl Breeder, Soun Tendo’h.
Soun Tendo’h... the name left a bitter taste in the head of the Shadow League’s mouth. Soun had once been the greatest of PokéGirl Breeders, but when his wife, the Catgirl Kimiko died, he’d gone onto a steady slide downhill. He’d become lax in his duties as well as become compulsive, obsessive, and easy to anger. “And yet somehow, he’s still keeping his business going, in fact, keeping it considerably profitable...”
Nodding his head at that, Tom knew THAT was something that needed to be investigated as soon as possible.
And then the phone rang. Tom knew it was going to be his old pal... and that they were going to have a lot they needed to discuss.
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Sitting back in his chair, Soun Tendo’h tapped his two index fingers together, his right hand was noticeably bandaged. Though he wasn’t one to help add fuel to the fire to the ego of his friend’s son, he did have to admit, “That was most impressive...”
“You could say that again, father...” Nabikitty said slowly. Seeing such a small Shaguar take on such odds and win... she was so sure Ranma would have used his Lupina or Cheetit to go for a quick and easy win, but he’d surprised her and used the little Shaguar.
Smiling lightly, Soun chuckled. “I have to say, I’m proud of the lad.”
Raising an eyebrow, Nabikitty asked, “Really?” He’d just been cursing the boy’s existence last he knew, and now he was praising him? What gives?
“Oh yes,” the PokéGirl Breeder replied as he continued to watch the television, which showed the stats on the two Tamers that had battled. “He gained an impressive victory with a rather unimpressive PokéGirl. That takes skill... determination... strategy... the power of will...”
Her ears perking up, Nabikitty grinned lightly. Her father was starting to sound like the man she knew before her mother died. This definitely could be a step in the right direction for her confused douche-bag old man.
Grinning widely, Soun turned to look at his daughter as he added, “And it makes for some GREAT advertisement.”
That causing Nabikitty to blink her eyes. “...What?”
“Of course!” Soun said excitedly. “He just took a worthless PokéGirl and gained a victory with her that the throngs of people are eating up! Now we can sell that Shaguar for a GOOD price!”
Her ears flattening back, the Catgirl asked, “Excuse me?”
“Yes!” Soun shouted. “Obviously, Sextome used that little unsexy piece of crap to gain such a momentous win as to make her seem powerful and important! If we advertise that we’re selling her, could just imagine the bidding that would crop up? Why, we could make a mint of that little shit!” He practically gushed as he could just imagine the obscene amounts of standard League credits that were bound to come rolling their way with the sale of the Shaguar. “Oh, Sextome! You may not have gotten any new PokéGirls for the Ranch, but I just knew that you wouldn’t let me down!”
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Hammering away at the device which was a momentous part of his Super-Secret, Super-Sneaky, Super-Sexy Super-Scheme, Lendo frowned as he could hear the cries of awe and wonder coming from his Kunoichi and Merrowl. “Damn it! Will you two keep it down? I’m trying to work here!”
“Sorry, boss...” Ichikoo said as she sat in her lawn-chair. “But, man oh man! I wish you saw this PokéBattle!”
Blinking his eyes at THAT response. “PokéBattle?”
“MERROWL! That’s right!” Shouted the Merrowl as she pointed to the portable TV she and the other Team Rivalsan PokéGirl had been watching.
Frowning at that, Lendo looked to see how they were powering it up. Yep. The portable generator... “Damn it!” He shouted angrily. “How many times do I have to tell you two not to do that? We only have so much fuel and I need to use it to power my weapons and gear! How do you expect me to be a world-class PokéGirl Thief without my tools of the trade!?”
“Maybe by coming up with a good plan for once?” Ichikoo retorted before reaching over for her glass. She brought the straw to her lips and took another sip of her latté double.
His eyes narrowing, Lendo growled. Damn it! Sometimes he wondered WHY he ever stole that Kunoichi from that Feeble boy. Sure she was sexy and a good fighter, but she was such a pain in the ass at times.
“Speaking of pains in the asses...” Lendo chuckled to himself as he went back to working on his project. Oh he’d give his PokéGirl a certain ‘pain in the ass’ later when it came time to her Taming...
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Tapping his fingers along the armrest of the chair he sat in, a shadowed figure chuckled with obvious evil intent. He made sure to watch and study all televised PokéBattles that he could for their valued Data... but this... this was more important than just getting the needed information to create the ultimate PokéGirl.
No... he now knew where Gina Diggers was... and if what he knew about the PokéGirl Tamer Ranma Sextome were true, then he’d certainly find Britanny with her as well...
Again, a deep chuckle reverberated through his chest. Yes, perhaps it was time to visit Greenpeace...
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Ranma blinked his eyes as he tried to make sense of what the other Tamer had told him. “You’re what?”
“I’m...” Ace winced. “A little short. I only have nine-hundred and seventy slc on me at the moment... so...” he let out a sigh. “I’m going to have to let you take a PokéGirl of mine.”
His eyes going wide at the prospect of yet another girl to care for, Ranma rose his hands up in a warding motion. “Whoa, whoa, WHOA! Hold up! Can’t we just... you know, say you gave me one-thousand slc?”
Shaking his head, Ace said, “I can’t, man. Laws are the laws and Shadow League have to show face and abide by them at all times. If I were to welch out on this, I know my boss would chew my ass out for it.” He let off a sigh. “I’m just going to have to bite the bullet and let you take one of my girls.”
“Er...” Ranma was now glad he’d put Sheila back into her PokéBall. He had no clue how she was going to react over this. “Well... uh... can’t I just give her back to you after?”
“Well, if you wanted to do a PokéGirl Trade you could...” Ace said. “But then I’d just be handing back one of my PokéGirls to you.”
“Uh...” Ranma sighed. “Damn it...”
“Look,” Ace said, sounding oddly more exasperated than upset a the situation. “I like all my girls, but the fact is you’ve got legal right to claim one, just as I would have yours if I had won.” Although honestly, he would have taken two if he had been the victor, because it was something he edged for in the rules when they signed up to PokéBattle. “But... well, I can’t just knowingly make myself choose which girl to give up... so could you just take one?”
“...Okay...” Ranma responded, sounding entirely unsure about this ordeal. He could already hear the whispering and murmuring around the PokéBattle Arena from the audience in the stands. He had to keep up appearances...
So reaching forward to the other Tamer, Ranma took a PokéBall that was in place on the PokéBelt and looked it over.
Seeing which PokéBall Sextome took, Ace let off a little sigh. It seemed that the pigtailed Tamer had gotten...
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