nostabbing | 003 | Goldenrod City

[Behold, Johto! A new video on your Gear network, consisting of...well, a small vertical sliver of visible light, and then two big hazy lumps on either side, bookending it with the blurry obstruction they create. Apparently someone hasn't quite grasped the concept of not putting your finger over the camera lens yet. And the way the feed is kind of wavering around probably only serves to reinforce the fact that it's a novice operating the thing at the moment.

Still, there is that visible sliver still, and after a few moments of drifting, it settles on the backs of two figures — one with blonde hair caught up in an inelegant ponytail, and the other in a fedora with two shaggy ears poking up from the ready-made slits in the brim. Any watchers in the know might recognize this pair as Parker and her Poochyena, side by side and apparently staked out behind what might just be the stone railing surrounding a low rooftop, watching something that as yet can't be seen by the camera.]

Okay. Here comes one.

[Her voice is an audible whisper, conspiratorial. And apparently directed toward the Poochyena at her side.]

Now we just have to get him to show us where the money comes from. [A few seconds pass; she peers intently over the edge.] ...Go.

[For about fifteen seconds, nothing happens. Then, suddenly, there is an audible THWACK, followed by some enraged cat screeching, followed in turn by some crashing and clattering, a bit of breaking glass, and finally, a set of rapidly scampering footsteps beating against the ground.

In reaction to the abrupt cacophony, the video jumps around a bit, as though even the cameraman's been startled; when the angle finally comes back around to Parker, the Poochyena now appears to be deadeyeing her expectantly.]

...What? [She protests with whispered indignation.] What am I supposed to do? I don't know how to grift a cat!

[The Poochyena continues to eye her, unfazed. She makes a face right back, but it ends up being a war of attrition that she ultimately loses, and the face shifts into a vaguely sullen pout.]

I still think my way's faster.

[The Poochyena never flinches, cocking his head in an eerily humanlike gesture.]

...Okay! Fine. [She sighs.] You know, you should just be in charge all the time anyway, you're the — hey! Gummy, don't play with that!

[UH-OH. SPOTTED. And abruptly, the video goes black.]

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[Whilst Parker is off performing daring feats of acrobatics and cat wrangling, Yusuke here is left staring at the screen of his 'Gear. wondering if his attempts to get her goat had worked a little better than he'd suspected. In fact, it's just before she makes her glorious return that he moves his finger towards the button to shut his 'Gear off, figuring, whatever, if she's really that easy to offend--

But then, surprise! There she is again, appearing with what indeed looks to be an agitated cat clutched in her arms. It's a strange looking cat, too: no nose, a big mouth, funny little whiskers, a coin thing on its head. It's the "coin thing" that tips Yusuke off to the possibility that What's-Her-Name actually might not have been seeing things: he can't puzzle out right then and there what the exact connection between the coin thing and the cat's supposed ability to throw money would be, but he guesses it at least makes sense for a money cat to, you know, actually have money on it.

AT ANY RATE, though, What's-Her-Name has returned and is presenting him an angry feline, so he acknowledges it accordingly, studying the cat for a moment before looking back to Parker, indifferent.]

Yeah, I see that. So you sicced your vegetable on one of those just to figure out how it's throwing money? What's the big deal? It's not like anything makes sense here.

[... and why the sneaking around? And where the hell did she go, anyway? SO MANY QUESTIONS.]

Mushrooms aren't vegetables, they're fungi.

[Duh.]

And yeah, I sicced him on one of these, because the money has to come from somewhere, and I want to know where it is.

[Yusuke doesn't say anything in response to the correction, but he does roll his eyes and make a scoffing noise, like, "oh, well, excuse me". Fungi, vegetable, same diff - at least to him, anyway. What can he say, he's not the Plant Guy on his team. He's just the Shoot 'Em And Punch 'Em And Somehow Lose His Shirt Guy.]

What, are you broke or something?

[Let's be real here, she'd like the Plant Guy better anyway. Or would, if she were aware that the guy's a ridiculously good thief. Call it professional courtesy, from one to another.]

Money's too important to not know where it's coming from.

Even if it might just be a bunch of shiny turds from some cat's ass?

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