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James stands in his Team Rocket uniform, holding a rose in one hand. He looks more than just a bit lost.
As he reads the sign, he fiddles with the rose, spinning it between his fingers. He finally formulates a question, but it is a very specific question, with little room for philosophy or diverse answers.
"Has anyone seen Jessie or Meowth?"
There is a slight note of pleading anxiety to his voice.
Or, it could just be the acoustics.
As he reads the sign, he fiddles with the rose, spinning it between his fingers. He finally formulates a question, but it is a very specific question, with little room for philosophy or diverse answers.
"Has anyone seen Jessie or Meowth?"
There is a slight note of pleading anxiety to his voice.
Or, it could just be the acoustics.