From: Insanellama <insanellama316@geocities.com> Subject: [PW!][CC] Leaving fuschia already? Date: Thursday, June 24, 1999 6:55 AM Chaoticllama and Claire walked casually through the streets of Fuschia city. They walked into a restaurant, that was really a front for a TR operation. "Erp rides at midnight" he said to the man at the door, "On the last charge of his immortals" replied the man. Chaoticllama smiled, and kept walking. In the back, they handed off the loot to the man who was to deal with ransoming it off. Claire and Chaoticllama walked back into the streets. Because of his disguise, his arsenal was severely limited at the moment. Claire's was as well, since she was now in typical tourist street clothes. They walked down an alley, to take a shortcut to get to the pokecenter. They were half way down, when both ends filled up with guys in black suits. There was an ATR on every chest. Chaoticllama spat into the dust. "You guys really think you're any better than Team Rocket? You ambush two people with 40. You steal to support your operation. Only difference is that Team Rocket is more efficient." Chaoticllama spat again after the sentence. He put one hand on his neck. The one who seemed to be the leader said, "Don't try to play your Team Rocket tricks with our heads, they won't work." He motioned for the men to slowly advance. Chaoticllama began to laugh histerically. He looked at Claire for a brief second, and she joined in. When the men had advanced about 20 feet each, Chaoticllama suddenly stopped, his hand flashing down his neck, and back up. It came out with the one handed oozie in front of it, and spray of bullets into the crowd. It also came with Chaoticllama's dive for some dirt. His other hand had the pistol up a second later. Claire was laying down on the trigger of her oozie. Chaoticllama caught a slug in his right knee, one in his left shin, and one in his left shoulder. Claire managed to avoid getting hit, and the battle was over. Chaoticllama stumbled up using the wall for support. His right leg was absolutely of no use. His left could support some weight tho. Chaoticllama put away his weaponry carefully, and called out Lowjack. He then transferred his entire arsenal to Lowjack's saddle bags. and had claire help him mount Lowjack. They made thier way to the pokecenter. Chaoticllama was barely through the door when he fell forward in the saddle. He had fainted from loss of blood. The nurse pressed a button, and 4 chanseys with stepladders came out. They lowered Chaoticllama onto a stretcher, and took him into the human OR. Claire returned lowjack to his pokeball, and set down in the lobby to wait. TBC