Crimson Town

[Raven]

The Braviary stuck his foot out. A note was tied to it's ankle, and it watched Quincy with keen eyes.

[Crymzun]

Quincy grabbed the note and proceeded to read it to see what it had said. he looked rather comfortable even though he was standing in front of a monster of a bird that could very well shred him. Pikachu getting a little nervous hopped onto Quincys shoulder.

[Raven]

The note was written in a comfortable scrawl, but it wasn't addressed to anyone. Probably since who the fuck was going to take that note from the Braviary's leg without it letting them? It read:
Meet me at my old place tomorrow morning. I'm sorry if I woke you. Braviary will leave when you write a note with your preferred time. I'm free before seven.
-RV

[Crymzun]

Quincy had a content look on his face with a small almost unnoticeable smile. He looks up at Pikachu could you grab me a pen please? pikachu hesitantly hopped off quickly returning with a pen and climbed back up to his spot on Quincy. He scratched Pikachus head "thanks bud" he wrote on the letter well if its not to much trouble, now would work for me and then he handed it back to the braviary, "thank you" sorry ivy here he pulls out his pokedex for her and it does a slight scan and begins speaking Braviary, the valiant pokemon and the evolved form of rufflet. These powerful pokemon are incredibly loyal, as well as are strong enough to carry a car while in flight. The amount of scars on these warriors of the sky is a symbol of respect among their peers he looks to ivy "figured that would help you more than me trying to explain. He gives a slight head bow to Braviary and moved out of his way to fly out. Quincy looks at the sisters "Alright i have to go out and meet someone, you can stay here or come with me. I'd much rather you be close just incase this place is attacked but if you're tired then sleep."

[Mismagius]

Maria watched him take the note, and write a reply. After that, she also heard the pokedex entry, and smirked. "Ivy, don't you have a pokedex?" and then shrugged. "Someone? Who're you meeting?" her interest was piqued, and you could see it in her expression. "Where are we going?" her eyes were wider than he had seen before. Then, she looked away. "There's a possibility of us knowing them, if they're a lesser part of a gang..."

Ivy listened to the pokedex entry and smiled. "Thank you, Quincy..." she figured now was a good time to call him by his first name, as he had done her a favor. When asked if she had a pokedex, she nodded, but did nothing more than just watch what was going on and listen to the conversation. When she decided to speak, she asked a simple question. "Is it to do with your work?"

[Gifted]

Who was Justin Cross?
Well, that was a really complicated question. As a young child the question was easy to answer. He was a police officer’s son. He was going to uphold the law just like his father. He’d be a hero and rid the city of crime. Every day he’d sit by his fathers side and hear wild stories of outwitting criminals, capturing gang members and freeing stolen pokemon and Justins heart swelled with pride. One day he was gonna be just like his dad. One day, he’d be a hero. He trained hard to be just like his father with the one pokemon his father would give him, his precious Gallade. At ten years old, he became a legal trainer and he used is Gallade to catch exactly five more pokemon. He wanted to uphold the law when he got older, be a cop. He never thought he would break it.

It happened a month before his 11th birthday. He’d never have considered skipping a day of school, and so was still there when it happened. When he got home, the blood was everywhere. Bullet casings smeared with blood lay at his feet. His mother and father lay dead in the middle of the room. Tears stung Justins eyes and he ran to do the only thing he could think to do and call the cops.

They took him back to the station and roped off the scene. His fathers picture hung on the wall honouring officers who’d been gunned down in the line of duty. The other officers told him it was most likely a member of the Devil's Advocates, which his father had recently arrested several members of. Knowing his died doing the right thing made his grief easier to bear, and it wasn’t long before Justin was set up with foster parents in the form of a police officer with two other foster boys, and his wife.

Who was Justin Cross?
While he lived with his foster parents his answer to that question was systematically dismantled. His foster parents clearly only adopted children for the cheap labour; they were abusive physically and verbally and frequently left them to fend for themselves entirely. Through his foster father he learned that his father had been a rarity in a town like Crimson, that the police force was corrupt and filled with almost nothing but dirty, corrupt men. His parents case was closed for a bribe, and Justins faith in the men who were supposed to protect and serve this city was shattered. The police didn’t stand for honour, truth, justice or all that other stuff like his dad had always told him. All they stood for was how much money they could line their pockets with.

Justin’s bitter disillusionment turned to directionless hatred and he lashed out at anything and everything. Being a cop was all he’d ever wanted to do. It was who he was. Now that that had been taken away, he was left with nothing but anger at the world, at the police force, at the father who’d lied to him.

One of his foster brothers then got him set up with the Saints Row and a man there had taught Justin the ways of the streets. He committed to the gang. He broke his Pokedex, and caught more pokemon for his team. His new gang buddies gave him a Scrafty and it became his new companion, Gallade locked away.

Who was Justin Cross?
He was an enforcer, an intimidator and a vicious pokemon battler. His anger directed outwards at his opponents made him an almost psychotic and definitely formidable opponent. He would take on anybody, do anything. When the man who showed him the ropes was snitched on to the men with more influence in the gang as a possible enemy spy, Justin dispatched of the man without so much as a bat of the eye. He was one of the Saints Row and he did what he had too to survive in an uncaring and hateful world.

[Crymzun]

"No i wouldn't say it has to do with my work, but i guess i'll see when i get there." he puts on his shoes and pikachu jumps on his shoulder and he also gestures to a pleading Garchomp standing beside him "Alright Cynthia you can come this time" he gives a slight wink towards her and receives her draconic tongue touching his face one more time in excitement. he opens the door and looks to the sisters "well? you comin for a walk or what?"

[Raven]

When the door was opened again, the Braviary swooped out past Quincy and off to return to his trainer, the note clasped in its beak

[Mismagius]

Maria put on her hat and hood once more. "Of course we are! Lex, Crysti, Shadow, let's go." she told them, as she walked out the door behind Aldagrove, knowing her sister would follow. Vaguely, she wondered who they'd be meeting, but it wasn't that high a concern for her. "Aldagrove, where are we walking to?" she asked to fill the silence.

Ivy smiled and nodded towards Quincy, and then untucked her hair, and put her hood back up, walking behind them. "Magi, Araena, Lia..." she said softly, knowing they knew what she was telling them. Lia and Magi were playing small tricks on each other, or anyone else they saw. Lia had teleported next to Cynthia, and then teleported her 5 feet from where she was before. Ivy, quite flustered looked towards Cynthia. "I'm so sorry!"

[Gifted]

Justin sat at the bar discussing business with one of their friends. An old veteran of theirs named Adam Clark had just gotten out of prison and hadn't immediately come back. Justin agreed to go see what was up and to re-recruit him if necessary. He hadn't noticed his foster brother come in, too intent on his conversation. His Scrafty sat on a chair beside him.

[Raven]

Ryan hurried down the street to where he was supposed to meet his old friend's brother. These meetings always made him nervous, even though he looked forward to seeing the younger Aldagrove. However, he hated what Quincy did, despite the fact that it was for the Advocates more often than not. The thing that worried him most, though, was that someone might follow him here, for all he wasn't the Devil at the moment. He feared that with his identity, or with the knowledge that he trusted Quincy, the Saints - or even ambitious Advocates - might try to use either snippet to their advantage. Ryan wished, not for the first time, that Quincy had taken a less dangerous path. Some part of him (the Devil inside, he supposed) also wished that Quincy had taken him up on his offer to join the inner circle of Advocates. He guessed Quincy had taken the safe route in that, since an unaligned thief might be better off than an aligned one. He did wonder if the gangs would put up with him much longer, unaligned or not.

He came to the place, as always, with no trouble. As soon as they were off the street, Sneasel insisted on coming out of her ball. She went about inspecting the house that had been Ryan's mother's in the Burrows, but which was now used only for meetings such as this one. Ryan checked the time. He was, as per usual, early. He expected Quincy in approximately ten minutes, if Quincy had been home when Braviary found him, so he set about cleaning. There was only sparse furniture in the house; every flat surface was covered in nothing but dust. There had only ever been one picture, a photograph showing Ryan and his father, but Ryan had thrown it out shortly after his mother died. What little else they had had consisted only of clothing, and -when they were lucky- food. They hadn't even owned a table, though Ryan had one moved in with a few chairs since. All else that remained consisted of various pillows scattered throughout the tiny two-room building, for the pokemon to use however they pleased. Ryan was just finishing up when he heard the door open. He poked his head of the bedroom and smiled when he saw the boy he'd been waiting for.

[Raven]

Francis sighed. He hated it when his brother talked business, though he did a fair bit of it himself. His Houndoom gently headbutted Justin's back. Francis stood back, looking the other man up and down with an expression that conveyed the message 'you're in my seat' all too clearly.

[Crymzun]

Quincy walked in with the girls behind him as well as Cynthia behind them. He looked up and saw Ryan "hey it's been far to long its good to see your well. Dont worry about the two behind me btw they're all good." pikachu ran in behind them "all done scouting bud? anyone?" pikachu gives a shake of his head and looks at ryan as it has been a really really long time and gives a big pikachu smile "PIKA PIKACHU!" So what is it that yah needed Ryan?

[Raven]

Ryan leaned against the wall. "What, I can't just invite a friend to my place to talk?" he asked devilishly. "It's nice to meet you girls, my name is Ryan, in case you hadn't realized."
"SNEASEL!" The thief pokemon made herself look as big as she could and started walking at Ivy and Maria, trying to appear intimidating.

[Gifted]

Justin felt the houndoom hit him and turned to see Francis standing behind him. "Francis! Hey!" He grinned and hugged his brother, but let him go quickly "'Sup? They tell you to come get me or something?" 'They' was understood to mean their foster parents. The word 'parents' should not be in the same paragraph as those bastards.