Because what in the world is having normal, harmless fun

[or_high_water]

[Good afternoon, Awesome Island!

It's a warm day out - rather lovely, in fact - but for once, Angie actually isn't spending it at that beach that all Hoennites seem to enjoy occupying when they're...doing anything that might be of any importance whatsoever. She's sick of staring at Hoenn, for one thing, and staring at it really won't bring it any

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[beautyburning]

[Marge has been trying to lie low lately, but there's a limit to what she can actually do without any orders or resources. So, over the past few days, she's begun to make inroads into some of the more populated areas of the island. Thankfully, she's managed to nab some civilian clothes (that don't look half bad on her, in fact) so that she can avoid getting too much notice.

When she sees that Team Aqua uniform, her first inclination is to avoid it. After all, she's no longer got any particular investment in Team Magma, and it's not like she'd want to initiate a team war either way. However...she recognizes that particularly skanky cut. She'd never liked Angie, having always reserved for her a special level of vitriol that only being an even more devious bitch than Marge could have earned.

So she'll throw a rock at your head.]

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[or_high_water]

[oh WHAT - ]

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[or_high_water]

[okay where the hell did that even -

...

Well.

Team Aqua had been instructed to keep a good eye on Team Magma back home, you know; civilian clothes don't keep her from recognizing your face once she's gotten a good look at the source of that rock, Marge. Of course, she's been informed about the truce between the two organizations, and she knows better than to truly instigate anything - at the same time, that doesn't mean she has to be nice to this bitch, either.]

Finally starting to use your brains, are you? [She'll just be shooting a bit of a pointed glance at Marge's clothes.] I don't think that'll do you much good here. Just a thought.

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[beautyburning]

[Infinite condescension. Well done, sweetie-you've figured out clothing!] You should give it a try. But then, I see you haven't got past thinkin' with your tits. I hate to tell ya, hun-hah. No, wait, I don't. [Smirk.] Makin' 'em bigger won't make 'em smarter.

[or_high_water]

Aren't you a class act? I could follow that up with a comment about how it isn't exactly my fault you're quite the carpenter's dream - [and you can have a gesture with those words consisting of both hands spaced apart, going down rather quickly in a straight line] - perfectly flat on both sides. But I don't see any need to stoop so low.

Now, are you done, or do you take after your boss in not understanding when silence is the better option?

[beautyburning]

[Tch. She shows her teeth a little at that-you don't know enough about her boss to talk about him, Angie.

She fakes a smile, laughing sharply.] Yeah. I'm done here. [A shadow passes over them momentarily, and her smile turns wolfish.] Swellow, however...

[Splat.]

[or_high_water]

[Spoken as though she doesn't know to move when your little toys in the air are pointed out.

...damn good thing, too. Near-misses are amazing things when they're not...completely repulsive, but that was a nice try.]

Again, classy. Coming from Team Magma, I suppose I shouldn't expect anything more.

[beautyburning]

Oh, honey. For you? It'd be an improvement.

[or_high_water]

If you're looking to improve someone else's appearance, you might want to start with your leader - or haven't you seen him yet? He's a bit hard to miss nowadays.

[beautyburning]

...That's not my business. [Bitch.]

[or_high_water]

Maybe it should be; he hasn't looked well.

Not like it'll matter for long anyway, I'm sure.

[beautyburning]

...Oh, yeah?

[or_high_water]

[Now, Angie really couldn't care less about Team Magma's dealings; for all she knows, they haven't been planning anything. But the fact that Marge can't refute anything she's saying...it really tells her way more than anything else Marge could possibly say verbally.]

Sorry, hasn't he been keeping you updated? I'd think he would - there's a male admin here that he positively dotes on. Honestly, I thought he was extending the courtesy to all of his admins; my mistake.

[beautyburning]

[...You bitch.

Courtney's smile is still pasted on, but her stance has gone stiff-legged and rigid, her fingernails digging into her palms as Swellow lands on her shoulder.]

If I were you, I wouldn't talk about what I don't understand, sweetie. [Her tone, which had been falsely pleasant, now becomes sharp.] So I suggest you shut your whore mouth.

[or_high_water]

[...oh, you're a cute one, aren't you.]

I think I understand more than you're trying to insist I do, darling.

[beautyburning]

[Still smiling, but now through tightly gritted teeth.] Do tell.