This choice: She takes a job from Sweeny anyway • Go Back...Chapter #6She takes a job from Sweeny anyway by: nobody495   Libby looks over her badge, and then peeks out towards Juniper Town, considering stepping out. Simone, meanwhile, sat on her shoulder, and realized what she was considering.
"I know the last guys didn't exactly pose a challenge," Simone began. "But we can't simply step away from Sweeny here. If we don't turn in an officially assigned job, we won't get points. Meaning that even if you do a favor from someone in Juniper Town, you'll just have to take another job anyway to get tougher jobs." At hearing that, Libby considered her options. She then groaned, slumping backwards a little as she groaned.
"Fine," she huffed out. "More official jobs, the sooner we get to the big fries." Simone nodded at that, and so Libby slumped forwards, an upset expression on her face as the line slowly moved forwards... It seemed she was only half way through the line and she already felt like she was taking forever. All she wanted was to find some puny Pokémon to pummel, and this pausing line was taking longer and longer for her to get that goal. Though, she figured she might as well check out her body right now... She lifted an arm and sniffed underneath, paying no mind to the Pokémon behind recoiling in disgust and covering their mouths and noses. She let out an "eh" and brought it down, deciding it gave her edge most of these prudes didn't have.
A little later, and she was 3/4 of the way through. She reached behind her and scratched her itchy back a little. She then tried to get more towards the center of her back, but she couldn't reach. Simone saw this and flew behind her, using his claws to gently scratch. She let out a nice sigh and bent forwards, her tongue lolling out as he scratched. She kept walking forwards as the line did, still enjoying her little back scractcher. Soon enough, the line in front of her was gone, and she approached Sweeny.
The Pidove backed away, his eyes shooting open at seeing her before the line. The same reaction as yesterday. He reached behind him, picking up a pole, and he stuck the mission statement in front of him to the end of it. He lifted it up, and held it up to Libby, just like yesterday. She plucked the mission statement from it, and walked away, sighing angrily at that. It's not her fault she was born for the dirt. Even now, for a few moments on the boat, she felt antsy on top of the water. With the mission in hand, she couldn't get off of this thing sooner. She was soon down on the soil, and let out a sigh of relief, flopping onto her belly and cradling the ground.
"What'd you get?" Simone asked, snapping her out of her own moment of reprieve. She sighed and sat up, not minding that her butt was parked right in front of the bridge from the ship to shore. She opened up the envelope the mission was in, and pulled out the letter, reading the details.
Missing Seeds
A group of Nuzleafs were gathering up berry seeds to plant somewhere. However, while they were searching, some rogues grabbed the cart holding the seeds and ran off with them towards some northern valley. If this mission arrives soon enough, those rogues will likely still be on their way there. Reported rogues are a sneasel, a pachirisu, a rockruff, and a munchlax.
Libby groaned and pocketed the letter.
"Buncha small fry stole some stupid seeds," she said.
"Well, those seeds might be important nowadays," Simone tried to argue.
"Yeah, yeah, I'll care about what's important soon as I can pummel it." Simone flew onto her shoulder, and she began her march towards the valley, seeking out these punks trying to act tough.
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