PMDU: Moonlighter's Written App

HUNTERS GUILD: Moonlighters

Date Joined: 08/17/2014

Current Funds: 1 St

Merits: --

Strikes: --

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Tatu

Species: Shinx

Nature: Rash

-Characteristic: Hates to Lose

Gender: Male               Age: Early teens

Ability: Intimidate

Strength:3                   Agility: 1+2

Intelligence: 2              Charisma: 1

Total Points Left: 3/10

Type Bonus: Electric -> Agility

Thunder. Fang

Thief

Double Team

Protect

Inventory:

-Template scarf

----Description: A long yellow scarf that is used by Tatu as a sash to keep his egg in place.

-Item 2

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-Item 3

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Egg

Species: Egg

Nature: N/A

-Characteristic: N/A

Gender:   N/A                  Age: N/A

Ability: N/A

Strength:     5              Agility: /

Intelligence:          /     Charisma: :

Total Points Left: 5/10

Type Bonus: [type] -> [stat]

Move 1

Move 2

Move 3

Move 4

Inventory:

-Item 1

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-Item 2

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-Item 3

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========== WRITTEN TEST ==========

Above your team stands one of the few restaurants around Andalusst that could be considered ritzy, Café Obscurité. The name is often looked upon as ironic, due to the establishment's success and popularity. Many can't afford to dine here, but it is where the Hunters have invited your team to speak with a Guild representative. 

Tatu scoffs, bypassing the restaurant on all fours, as per usual, and heads towards the dark alley alongside the building. No way was he going to go into such an establishment, not that a feral like him would be welcomed in the building in the first place. That was why he had responded via messenger to the Guild, letting them know scantily of his situation and refusal to meet in a dining setting. The young cub felt more comfortable in the alley since it was similar to his current residence.

The moment Tatu stepped past the light and into the shadows of the alley, he was greeted by a sly, smiling Furret with a blue newsboy cap. The Hunters representative, he realized, and the long Pokemon seemed like a good fit for the present surroundings.

"Hey, you sure you wouldn't rather dine in? You could order your favorites; it's on the Guild's checkbook," he greets with a quick wave.

"I wouldn't exactly fit in there, so no." Tatu coldly replied, eyeing the sleek form cast in darkness before him instead of returning the wave.

The strange fellow, who appears unfazed, simply shrugs off his glare, "Your loss, I'm sure there'd be an Empoleon in there that you'd get along with just fine." the Furret remarks with another shrug, before lazily slumping back against the cold brick wall. His gaze doesn't settle on Tatu really, as though he's simply staring off somewhere.

"The name's Cuffin, but I'm sure you've already heard of me. No need for introductions on your part, I already know who ya are, Tatu," Cuffin says with another sly smirk, tapping his paws together. Tatu couldn't help but feel the chills running down his spine at the creepy statement. "So... I work for this kid, Sundance. He made me promise to ask ya a few things before I go off on my own thing. He'll get his feathers in a bunch if I don't, so humor me. First things first: why do you wanna join the Hunters?" The last question is accompanied by a roll of the eyes and a dramatic recitation, as if driving home the fact that he's being forced to ask this.

Tatu tried his best not to fidget under the the question, as it wasn't his custom to speak so casually about himself, "Seems t'be the perfect fit. I'm sure the others wouldn't... Approve of some of m'past dealin's." He ended up answering, trying to reveal as little information as possible about himself.

At the very least, Cuffin looks interested as he listens. Perhaps it isn't the question itself he's so annoyed about. "All right. Respectable, yeah. Down the list..." The scruffy Furret reaches for a parchment that had been tucked under his arm. Rather than hold it up to read, he crumples it in his paws rather rudely, then promptly tosses it over his shoulder where it bounced into a puddle of murky water. "What can you bring to the Hunters? What skills or talents can you utilize for us?" Once again, his recitation of the question is somewhat mocking.

"Anything. I'm up fer whatever as long as it's a fresh start. Not afraid at get m'paws dirty, I'm sure ya can 'utilize' that." The Shinx quickly replies with a devilish flick of his tail. 

"Yeah, yeah, I gotcha. I guess we'll get to see some of that soon enough. Don't get me wrong; your answer don't mean you're gonna be taken or thrown out. This is basically... formalities..." Cuffin pauses, tilting his head upward thoughtfully. "...Yeah, formalities. I think that's the word he used. Whatever that means."

A grin comes over the Furret's fuzzy face as he readies himself for his next question, lowering the register of his voice. "This one's more interestin', to the little guy's credit. Are you against doin' things that the Royal Guard ain't gonna like if they catch ya doin' em?"

"I'm here, aren't I?" Tatu replied cooly, narrowing his eyes and tilting his chin downwards a bit to peek over his prominent eyebrows.

The Normal-type's pointed ears twitch at the reply. "Exactly. I know well enough that if yer here, then you an' I are prolly already aware of the answer to that question. I just needed somethin' to tell the kid." With a sigh of relief, Cuffin tosses his hands in the air, then taps the wall as they rest against it. "Whew. All right, enough of that stuff. The kid is on the right track, but sometimes it seems like the royals crammed a stick really far up there, if ya know what I mean. All these "formalities" and junk... anyway, the rest is straight from me."

He looks left, then right... but given the way his bright eyes are never quite focusing on your team, this seems to be one of those "formalities" of his own. He then begins to explain in an oddly sincere fashion tap hat makes Tatu cringe a bit, "You already know the basic stuff, so I'm gonna level with ya. Truth is, the Hunters are all about knowin' things about everybody else. Yer gonna learn secrets that nobody else will know. It'll change the way you look at this whole city, and yer prolly not gonna like what you see, but you'll always know exactly what's goin' on under the coat of sugar. I wouldn't blame ya if you'd rather go hang with a Guild that doesn't deal in the worst of what Andalusst can offer."

"I-I'm sure this is fer the best." Tatu blurts out, cursing himself inwardly for stuttering, "I'm no stranger to the darker side of life. Yer not gonna hafta' worry bout' me headin' off ta' some easy goin' lifestyle. Plus, the more y'know, the safer you'll be." At the last statement the feline subconsciously reaches for the egg tied to his waist in a protective manner.

Cuffin's non-serious demeanor returns with a smirk at your response. "Is that so? Well... to be honest, I would've blamed ya, actually," he jokes with a lightly teasing tone. "Who doesn't wanna know everything about everybody? Life is all about keepin' yer options as open as possible 'til the right moment."

Just then, a childish shout comes from down the alley, followed by raucous laughter and the padding of feet. The noise startles Tatu a bit, but he forces himself to remain composed. For Cuffin, though, this seems to be like a cue of some sort. The Furret begins to move and walks up to the Shinx with a sly smirk playing once more on his lips.

"Before we take our seprate paths..." he begins, lifting up his paw as if holding some sort of imaginary cup. "You should know that I would have loved to make a toast to the new recruit," Cuffin proposes, though he leans in and adds with a whisper, "...That's you, just so ya know."