Chapter Eight- Sarendepetie
A forked lavender tail runs its way across the blushing cheek of an absol, who quickly looks away. "Sarendepetie, what the Hell do you want?" he growls at the lavender furred pokémon.
Amethyst eyes flash as a soft voice purrs "Nothing much… just a little favor."
"You can flirt all you want, you won't get whatever it is you're after, espeon."
Sarendepetie chuckles and bats at the absol's head-scythe. "I'm not flirting."
"Oh, really… then what's the set up for?" The absol motions with his head to the wall behind his back, and the flickering light that threatens to die any minute. Cobwebs coat the ceiling corners or the unused warehouse. Somehow, the two of them had veered away from the group of pokémon, and gotten 'lost'.
Underneath a crimson jewel, wide eyes blink once, as Sarendepetie cocks her head to the side. "I don't know what you mean… this is the warehouse we're examining to see if it'll make a suitable temporary base for Safeguard… Why do you have to make so many assumptions Jeat?"
Jeat, the absol, huffs, avoiding her question "Saren, let's get back to work and find our scout group." Carefully, he pushes past Sarendepetie. Despite his distrust towards her, he has to be careful not to offend her, for she still is his superior. Without looking back, he sets to work, searching for any signs of recent activity, and searches for his group. Watching her partner become swallowed by the darkness, Sarendepetie smiles. After a small pause, she gets up, and trots to catch up.
After a minute of skillfully maneuvering through the dark building, she sees Jeat muttering and walking, trying to find their group. She hangs back, refusing to let a good eavesdropping get away. Quietly, she pads behind, letting her large ears pick up her partner's quiet mutterings.
"Honestly, that little bitch should stay where she belongs. She's a secretary, so she should be with the other organizers, gathering information from informants, and trying to figure out how to best sabotage the SU-PP connection, or how make a better evacuation system to get the pokémon out of the breeding center, or the laboratories. Who does she think she is, butting into the scout troop's business? She has no reason to, and as far as I know, no grudges to drive her to want to help. That pampered little…." The absol speeds, up and out of hearing range. Eager to continue listening, Sarendepetie quickens her pace as well. Jeat's voice meets her ears again "… not like me, or any of the other teammates. Scout Troop Extrinsic is obviously for pokémon outside this region, so I guess she would fit, if she truly did belong… but she doesn't. She lives her cushioned life as a secretary, and doesn't belong. Not at all. Wh-"
Seeing that Jeat's mumbling isn't going about anything truly interesting, she runs up, as she calls "Jeat, there you are! I was afraid I wouldn't be able to find you!"
Jeat jumps a bit, then turns around, a grimace tugging at his mouth "Oh, it's you."
Sarendepetie smiles, showing off her fangs as she lopes behind the absol "Who else would it be?" From behind, she dashes between his legs, and walks underneath him, careful not to let any fur touch his belly.
"Whoa!" Jeat cries, and tries to step over her so he is no longer on top of her. However, she moves with him, as he jolts about. He steps about, trying to get so that she is no longer walking underneath him. Before he can disengage himself from her, their group appears from the murky depths of the building.
An electrike snickers "Looks like the two of you were having a bit of fun while we were scouting?"
Jeat shakes his head furiously "No, I have better morals and taste than that!" He shoots a glare towards the espeon walking under him.
With a sigh, she steps out from underneath him and smirks at the group in front of her. What idiots, she thinks to herself, they are. I wouldn't run around getting myself screwed unless there was a very, very good reason for it. She turns to the electrike and purrs "So, Minayte, the building hasn't been used in a while, correct?" When she says the word correct, any flirtatious demur vanishes, and she stares him in the eyes, as the red gem set in her forehead glints eerily.
Minayte growls slightly under her glare, then blinks and nods coldly.
Crisply, she responds "Very good. Now follow me back to base to report."
A chingling in the back of the group speaks up, her voice holding a slight challenge in it. "But, you are the one we'd report to. What exactly is the point of coming with this group Ms. Sarendepetie?"
"Oh this is just for field experience." She says with a touch of danger.
Sensing the conversation is going downhill, Jeat interrupts "So, Saren, do you think the Safeguard will move here temporarily?"
Sarendepetie focuses on Jeat. Curtly, she responds "It isn't for me to decide, I'll have to tell the advisors of the leader, so they can tell the leader, so the leader can decide." With a flick of her tail, she turns, walking in the general direction of the exit. The Scout Troop falls behind, but keeps a good deal of space between her and them. As far off as they are, and as low as they speak, Saren is still able to hear their grumblings with her sensitive ears. To herself she chuckles, it seems they think badly of me… yet they haven't truly a clue who I am. Oh, if they knew, how they'd despise me.
The group, after almost a day's march, files in to the 'base' of the Safeguard. The sun bleeds red, staining the sky as the night slays it, pushing it away. Evening reveals the base is hole that dives deep into the side of a cliff. The hole, not quite deep enough to be called a cave, houses a large group of haggard looking pokémon. The group is large, more than a hundred pokémon, many of which are not native to the Kanto region.
Streaming towards this collection are many groups of pokémon, much like the group of four that Saren leads. Slowly the groups gather around the cave, but try to stay spread apart, in an attempt to make things seem natural. The Scout Troops send one of theirs to deliver whatever it is that they were sent to retrieve, be it information, food, or goods. Then, the one representative would talk to their secretary, then leave with their group, to rest not far away for the night, then to go back, searching for something else.
After a while, once the sky is inky and the stars shining bright, Saren's group approaches. Saren rushes into the cave to take her spot, and then one of the group, the electrike Minayte, follows. Clearing his throat, he rolls his eyes and then says "Mrs. Sarendepetie, we have found a suitable new location. It is a large abandoned warehouse that seems to have held wares. It is approximately a day's march from here, heading north east."
"Very good. Go rest, and..." She looks down, to the ground in front of the cushion on which she sits. On the ground are scrawled several notes. She skims them then says "…go search for medical potions. Antidotes and potions please."
"Yes madame."
"Thank you, you are excused. On your way out, if you see my second scout troop, will you tell them to come on in?"
"Of course." With a sigh, the electrike leaves.
Once he is gone, she uses her tail to sweep away the scrawling in the dirt. With an angelic smile, she looks up when the representative for her second troop arrives. "Why hello, do you have the greatballs I asked for?"
The pokémon nods "Yes, I do."
Saren thinks to herself This is working perfectly… just a few more steps, and then I can set it into action.
Well, there you all go, the characters have been introduced! So, what do you think? I want you to honestly answer these questions in your review: Are my characters' personalities different from each other, or do they all sound vaguely alike? Do you like them? And do you have a favorite?
