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Team Epsilon

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"This is so pointless."

Chrysstal yawned as Harry led her from the outskirts of the village towards the Treehouse Headquarters of the Rescuers Guild. She was still quite impressed with the masterpiece, but somehow the view of it was beginning to become normal for her. All of the obsessively huge Poke heads wouldn't, however.

"Why are we doing this again?"

She complained the whole way, much to Harrison's irritation. Eventually, once they crossed one of the bridges into the village, she decided to just sit down. After much more complaining and plenty of stubborn threats, Harry resorted to just dragging her lazy ass the rest of the way, leaving her at the door step of the treehouse. He walked up the stairs into the Fresnel's personal dorm, knocking quickly on the door a few times.

"Who is it? What do you want?" An aggravated voice echoed from the interior.

"It's Harrison, from Rescue Team P.D.Q., I was wondering if you still needed someone to deliver that letter to Anana?" He called, trying to talk through the door.

"Ah, yes!" Was heard from the other side, along with some idle footsteps. He swung the door open quickly, almost hitting Harry in the face, had he not stepped back. "My teams that I have sent have not yet report back to me, so I can only assume that the letter hasn't been delivered successfully as of yet." He stated rather solemnly, and sighed. "It's unfortunate that I can't rely on these teams to simply check in with me to let me know of the status of their mission, but I guess with all the sorrow lately that it may have just been overlooked." Even though he was looking directly at Harry as he spoke, he wasn't making eye contact; it was more like Fresnel was looking through him. He shook his head quickly, "No matter, I hope I can trust that you will not follow your former Rescuers' examples and do report to me afterwards, correct?" He asked, bending down to meet Harry at eye-level.

"Yes, of course! If it's okay, I'm also bringing another Rescuer with me; Chrysstal, from, uh... What was her Team name again? Elipson?" He scratched his head in thought.

"Hm, oh, yes! Epsilon, that oddly colored Sneasel with the weird Treecko friend?" Fresnel clarified.

"Yeah that's her! The Sneasel, I mean." The gecko confirmed.

"Yes, she only recently joined the guild, did she not? I do hope she's done well enough to feel at home, it's rather difficult with such crisis happening." The kangaroo giraffe said to the sky.

Harry shrugged. "It can't be helped, we simply hafta adapt to the world around us, no matter what it throws at us." The gecko said philosophically.

"True, indeed, hm," He agreed, looking over the ledge and raising a brow. "Does that happen to be your friend there, sleeping on the door step?" Fresnel said, trying not to laugh.

"She's not exactly into it today." Harrison said, laughing.

"Ah, I've wasted too much time. Let me run over to Calla's and fetch a copy of that letter for you two. I do hope he hasn't lost it by now." The sheered sheep said with worry, before waddling down the spiral staircase and into the village, the small reptile following close behind.

Harry sat on Chryss's stomach while he waited for Fresnel to come back, much to the Sneasel's discomfort. She smacked him upside the head before just not caring. It didn't take long for Fresnel to exit the building of that odd paper-obsessed fox.

"Here we are, nice and crisp." Fresnel said, examining the envelope, thankful that the crazy fox didn't lose such a valuable letter. "Do be careful on the journey there, you two, I've heard that the Bay hasn't been in its best condition lately. Anana's reputation has been tainted recently, so be careful around any bafoons who may try to attack you for delivering something to her." Fresnel cautioned.

"Eh, whatever, we'll be fine." Chryss chimed from under Harry's ass, before he remembered that she was down there and stood up, grabbing the letter. "I mean no one's gonna know who we're delivering it to unless they explicitly ask, right?" She made a point before hopping to her feet.

"Well, I imagine with other teams having gone there, they must've gotten jumped to not have succeeded the mission." Harry reasoned.

"Pah, child's play. I'm sure you Pokes around here don't even know the meaning of getting jumped." She said in a rather obnoxious accent, wanted to display her foreignness rather openly with that statement. "Lead the way, Lizard Boy." She ordered, tapping Harry in the back of the neck.

"Whatever you say, Weasel Thing." He replied, receiving another smack on the head.

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Cameos:
Team PDQ [link]
Fresnel

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Team Epsilon

~

"This is so pointless."

Chrysstal yawned as Harry led her from the outskirts of the village towards the Treehouse Headquarters of the Rescuers Guild. She was still quite impressed with the masterpiece, but somehow the view of it was beginning to become normal for her. All of the obsessively huge Poke heads wouldn't, however.

"Why are we doing this again?"

She complained the whole way, much to Harrison's irritation. Eventually, once they crossed one of the bridges into the village, she decided to just sit down. After much more complaining and plenty of stubborn threats, Harry resorted to just dragging her lazy ass the rest of the way, leaving her at the door step of the treehouse. He walked up the stairs into the Fresnel's personal dorm, knocking quickly on the door a few times.

"Who is it? What do you want?" An aggravated voice echoed from the interior.

"It's Harrison, from Rescue Team P.D.Q., I was wondering if you still needed someone to deliver that letter to Anana?" He called, trying to talk through the door.

"Ah, yes!" Was heard from the other side, along with some idle footsteps. He swung the door open quickly, almost hitting Harry in the face, had he not stepped back. "My teams that I have sent have not yet report back to me, so I can only assume that the letter hasn't been delivered successfully as of yet." He stated rather solemnly, and sighed. "It's unfortunate that I can't rely on these teams to simply check in with me to let me know of the status of their mission, but I guess with all the sorrow lately that it may have just been overlooked." Even though he was looking directly at Harry as he spoke, he wasn't making eye contact; it was more like Fresnel was looking through him. He shook his head quickly, "No matter, I hope I can trust that you will not follow your former Rescuers' examples and do report to me afterwards, correct?" He asked, bending down to meet Harry at eye-level.

"Yes, of course! If it's okay, I'm also bringing another Rescuer with me; Chrysstal, from, uh... What was her Team name again? Elipson?" He scratched his head in thought.

"Hm, oh, yes! Epsilon, that oddly colored Sneasel with the weird Treecko friend?" Fresnel clarified.

"Yeah that's her! The Sneasel, I mean." The gecko confirmed.

"Yes, she only recently joined the guild, did she not? I do hope she's done well enough to feel at home, it's rather difficult with such crisis happening." The kangaroo giraffe said to the sky.

Harry shrugged. "It can't be helped, we simply hafta adapt to the world around us, no matter what it throws at us." The gecko said philosophically.

"True, indeed, hm," He agreed, looking over the ledge and raising a brow. "Does that happen to be your friend there, sleeping on the door step?" Fresnel said, trying not to laugh.

"She's not exactly into it today." Harrison said, laughing.

"Ah, I've wasted too much time. Let me run over to Calla's and fetch a copy of that letter for you two. I do hope he hasn't lost it by now." The sheered sheep said with worry, before waddling down the spiral staircase and into the village, the small reptile following close behind.

Harry sat on Chryss's stomach while he waited for Fresnel to come back, much to the Sneasel's discomfort. She smacked him upside the head before just not caring. It didn't take long for Fresnel to exit the building of that odd paper-obsessed fox.

"Here we are, nice and crisp." Fresnel said, examining the envelope, thankful that the crazy fox didn't lose such a valuable letter. "Do be careful on the journey there, you two, I've heard that the Bay hasn't been in its best condition lately. Anana's reputation has been tainted recently, so be careful around any bafoons who may try to attack you for delivering something to her." Fresnel cautioned.

"Eh, whatever, we'll be fine." Chryss chimed from under Harry's ass, before he remembered that she was down there and stood up, grabbing the letter. "I mean no one's gonna know who we're delivering it to unless they explicitly ask, right?" She made a point before hopping to her feet.

"Well, I imagine with other teams having gone there, they must've gotten jumped to not have succeeded the mission." Harry reasoned.

"Pah, child's play. I'm sure you Pokes around here don't even know the meaning of getting jumped." She said in a rather obnoxious accent, wanted to display her foreignness rather openly with that statement. "Lead the way, Lizard Boy." She ordered, tapping Harry in the back of the neck.

"Whatever you say, Weasel Thing." He replied, receiving another smack on the head.

~~~~~~

Cameos:
Team PDQ [link]
Fresnel