>>27479724>>27479803>>27479804Cheese and crackers, What am I doin'? I'm a hothead sure, but I ain't no sloucher. Gotta play this cool and do this right. I slip around the front and make it to the back behind the moonlit stoop. Nothing. not even a sound. I start to worry and peer in through the small window above me. There I see it.
A dame strapped to a chair, can't be more then 14. And sittin' pretty aside her is our man himself. ol' jack ripper the kanto cuthroat.
"Hey doll, how's about we goes to johto after this ey? I hear they got em fresh and ripe over in olivine." "Course I could just finish with yas here and go myself." I watch him get up and personal with the skirt, a claw slowly grazes her neck. Man, I can't watch this no more. I gotta do somethin' and fast.
I:
A. Sneak in through the window and ambush
B. Yell at them
C. Take aim and take the shot.
