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Old 07-05-2017, 05:11 PM   #28
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Already this was shaping out to be a bad day for Drew Boyd.

"Cas. ...Cas, listen to me. I'm telling you, you can't give Ivan an inch or he'll take a mile. And then he'll do something stupid like try to overthrow you and Eve as 'the rulers' and then everyone will be unhappy mostly with you for letting it get that far. ...That was oddly specific because that is literally something he's tried in the past."

When he woke up that morning, about the last thing Drew had planned to do was get stuck on the phone for hours on end. So, of course that's what happened. Seated at the desk in his base here in Fizzytopia, with his arms resting on the wood surface, one hand holding his cell up to his ear and the other pinching the bridge of his nose, Drew looked exactly as done with this conversation as he felt.

"...Casper, Cas, no, stop," he muttered in vain as the person on the other end kept talking away, having devolved into ranting at this point. In coming here on this... well, vacation, for lack of any better term, he'd thought he'd found the right people to watch his Pokémon Ranch for him. Evidently, he had missed the mark just a tad.

"Yo, Drew, come look at the news!" Rotom's voice rang out suddenly from the living room, startling Drew.

Turning his gaze skyward in a clear "why me" manner, Drew covered the receiver end. "What's going on now?"

"Seriously, just come look!"

When Rotom's voice was echoed by Donnie and Tank, Drew sighed heavily but stood and made his way out from his bedroom, phone still muffled. He was sure Casper would continue ranting undaunted. Passing by the lift and into the living room, Drew took in the assembled group. It seemed every one of his team had gathered, except Zylia, but that was hardly surprising. Reclining across one of the two sofas, Stealth held the TV remote loosely in his clawed grip, an uncharacteristic tenseness in his shoulders. Across the other, Corvinus and Ace perched side-by-side with matching stony expressions. Tank, Donnie, and Sahara huddled together, the younger two visibly distraught. That just left Rotom himself, floating above the dining table, his face a blank mask. The television transfixed all of them.

Now, by itself, his team entranced by the TV wasn't really an oddity. Since moving into their humble little bush, the team had frequent movie or game nights, well attended by all again except Zylia. Normally though, there was a certain level of chaos taking place between accusations of cheating (generally towards Rotom) or complaints of pranks (also generally towards Rotom). Today, a hush had fallen over them all. If it weren't for Casper in his ear, the only sound in the room would have been the television itself.

Looking at the TV, Drew found he'd entered during the middle of whatever report was running. A serious-looking female newscaster filled the screen. "-in addition to the sudden emptied coin accounts, casinos and other such gambling establishments have reported scores of prize Pokémon and items vanishing without a trace. Security footage and eyewitness accounts have corroborated this strange story – Pokémon and items alike have been disappearing into thin air regardless of the level of security or number of witnesses present. For many of these establishments, the cost of replenishing the missing items and Pokémon has been unrecoverable, leading to the closure of many beloved businesses.

"Thus far, only one Pokémon has been reportedly recovered, a young Mime Jr. named Feste. Expert Psychic-type interrogators have questioned this Mime Jr., and believe they have a lead for these thefts at Jirachi's Casino, here in Fizzytopia. Jirachi's has been seemingly untouched by this strange phenomenon, but locals have reported that the Casino has gone through drastic renovations and is nearly unrecognizable in its current state. Local law enforcement has attempted to force entry to little success even with aid of some of this region's Elite, and with psychic testimony still unrecognized in court of law probable cause for a warrant seems unlikely. More on this story - and a debate on the ethics and legality of telepathic interrogation and testimony - after the break."

The news station flipped to commercial. From his seat, Stealth muted the TV, tossing the remote onto the cushion next to him. Several seconds passed in silence, finally broken when Drew murmurs a soft "huh."

Behind him, Rotom cleared his throat. "So, word on the street is that some of the locals are planning a heist on this casino place." After a couple questioning glances, Rotom huffed. "What? You guys have your hobbies, I have mine."

As the group descended into chatter, Drew pursed his lips. Items and stuff, whatever, they were material things. Yeah, those vanishing was bad for businesses and crap, but that was the extent of that. It took a special kind of scum, though, to steal Pokémon, even from a place like a casino.

To steal back stolen Pokémon, though...

A grin found its way onto Drew's face. "Hey, you lot," he spoke up over the din of everyone, "You lot thinking what I'm thinking?" An answering, wicked grin showed Rotom was already on board, while twin smirks from the resident thieves signaled their support. Ace let out an excited whoop, ready to test out her latest Nitro-9 attempt. Of the others, the trio of youngsters seemed apprehensive, but only Sahara looked like she might be against Drew's insinuation.

Drew brought the nearly forgotten phone back up to his ear. "Hey Cas," he spoke, cutting off what honestly must have been an impressive rant given the circumstances. "I'm going to have to get back to you later. Something's come up. ...What? No, I don't know where Muddy disappears. He's a Mudkip, they don't do much."
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This is the main entrance to the Casino – as such, it is substantially guarded and monitored. Entering requires passing through two thick steel double doors, the first of which bears scars of previous attempts by law enforcement groups at breaking and entering. The amount of force required to break through them is probably beyond the capabilities of one Pokémon, or even a team of six. Since everyone in the daylight hours is posing as a trainer in search of a good time and quick riches, however, the doors will open for you... for now.

Once inside, entrants are greeted by a pair of guards on either side of the entryway - an Aegislash on the left, and a Metagross on the right. They wear little guard hats atop their heads with a Jirachi on them to indicate their positions. The Metagross in particular regards everyone with suspicion, but merely keeps an eye on the crowd.

Behind Aegislash are some more practical features of the lobby, such as a check-in counter/help desk, restrooms and a small souvenir shop. There is also an ELEVATOR near the restrooms. Behind Metagross are some plush couches for patrons to sit and relax, as well as the STAIRWAYS leading UPSTAIRS and DOWNSTAIRS. Two more guard Pokémon – an Arcanine sitting calmly by the help desk, and a Machamp in a Jirachi's Casino leather jacket (with four arm holes, of course) wandering about – make four in total.

In the center of the lobby is a massive fountain, lit by natural light from a star-shaped window above. The fountain depicts Jirachi, water spewing forth from his third eye, as statues of various Pokémon swim and play happily in the pool of water below. Behind this statue, one can continue STRAIGHT AHEAD to explore the rest of this floor. If the mood strikes you, of course, you could always turn around and go back OUTSIDE.

There are seven visible security cameras around the room – two point at the front door, one points at the check-out counter, one points at the fountain's back side, one points at the stairwell and one points at the entrance to the elevator.


Where will you explore first?
It was like a prison, Drew thought as he approached the imposing facility that housed his target. A glittering, gilded prison. With confirmation from Rotom that all the other would-be thieves would be casing the place today, Drew found himself with no choice but to do the same. Strength in numbers and all that. He'd have preferred a little more time to prep, but the day he'd had would work for now.

There'd been an impressive argument, amidst his team. Corvinus and Stealth both had argued that only one Pokémon should be out with Drew when casing to keep memorability low and that under no circumstances should Rotom be present. The plasma Pokémon, naturally, had been quite offended. Drew, forced into the role of mediator, couldn't help but agree that handy as Rotom would be with surveillance systems, he was kind of the opposite of subtle. If they ended up going with an in-your-face attempt that night, Rotom might come into play, but for now? Stealth was the name of the game. It was a little ironic, then, that the eponymous Pokémon was tucked away in his Poke ball, a last resort option should things go pear-shaped. Nope, Drew decided to play to strengths, and with air support and a decade of experience at cat-burglary, Corvinus the Murkrow seemed the best choice.

Presently, the crow flapped alongside Drew, waiting for his cue. Reaching the edge of the facility, Drew gave a shallow nod. With a nod in acknowledgement of his own, Corvinus split off, swooping up into the skies above the building while Drew kept walking towards and past the entrance.

They'd decided, quite reasonably they thought, that any plans for the inside would be useless if they couldn't get into the building to begin with. Thusly, they resolved to case the outside as a two-pronged team: Corvinus from above as a harmless, wild Murkrow and Drew - in his rather generic looking tourist get-up - from below as a random passerby. Then, if they were lucky, they'd move onto the interior of the casino. Coached on what to look for, Drew hoped that between the two of them one would find some way of entry, preferably as inconspicuous as possible.
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