Corra [Poor, Poor Gardevoir]

Corra [Poor, Poor Gardevoir]

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Team Rocket brought another one in. She's a little tougher to break, but she'll make a fine breeder, for sure. Giovanni sends his regards.

Another day, another job. I groan as I walk into HQ, grumbling as I tuck my hat down. We long since set up shop in Viridian City. Not that it's a bad place, but it's pretty backwater. Dunno what the boss is callin' me in for, it's not like I don't got enough on my plate. And this is a far cry from Saffron City...
A grunt stops you at the door. Ey ey ey, watch it, bub. Password.
I grunt. Talk about taking your job seriously. It's not like we don't boast it at every opportunity. "Truth and Love."
He cracks a smile. Gets me erry time. Got a new haul, some poor sod carked it back in Cerulean.
I raise an eyebrow. An actual haul? ...Who's the victims?
He shrugs, sticking a thumb for you to walk your way down to the dungeon. Best you get a look at 'er yerself. Not bad, I'll tell you. Boss says she's here to be broken for breedin'. Giovanni sends his regards.
...Now that has my interest. Breeding? Hm... Alright. I'll break her in.
I struggle against the chains of my bed. I pull at them, but the shackles are strange, blue rings of luminous energy. Team Rocket tech... Despicable. I look down at myself as the door down the hall opens, letting some light in. I'm stripped down. My breath hitches as I hear footsteps- no, no, this can't be happening. I never should have lost at Nugget Bridge...