1x1 International Police Operations (Pikachoo x 122)

This roleplay takes inspiration from my fanfiction "Agent Mars: Codename Eclipse" and my "Catharsis" series of fanfics, and pretty much occurs in the same universe. @Pikachoo brought up the idea to do this roleplay, though! Also, I've recycled some content (the abilities) from a previous roleplay, but have simplifed them.

Mars

Spoiler: Mars' Profile

Name: Mars
Codename: Eclipse (for reference purposes)
Age: 17

Appearance: This is the same Mars from Diamond and Pearl, specifically from the DP Adventure (DPA) manga. Albeit she swapped her civilian clothes for a conventional suit with a red-and-black tie while working with the IP.

History: After the events of Pokémon Platinum, Mars was a wanted criminal until she received a helping hand from the Pokémon Ranger Kellyn, and she was let go by the IP eventually. Since then she settled in Floaroma Town, working as a quiet berry grower, and a legitimate Pokémon Trainer collecting Badges. But at some point the IP went to her for help with a plot by the crime organisaion Fiera and Mars voluntarily assisted them, since she had field experience with Team Galactic.

At the International Police, Mars works under the intelligence wing (IPI). But ever since her first dealing with Fiera she insisted on doing only part-time work for the IP. The IPI will call her to work occasionally, since Mars wanted to get away from the world of crime altogether. Plus, she didn't want to get assassinated by Fiera assassins either, so the IP respected her choice.

Personality: Ever since she no longer worried about the IP arresting her, Mars is kindhearted, mild-mannered, and likes to help others, and isn't afraid to ask for help. She thinks over her tasks carefully, whether it's growing berries, Pokémon battles, getting to her next Gym Badge, or executing a police operation. Her criminal past as a Team Galactic leader occasionally haunts her, but can grant her unusual strength and mind for a short time.

Mars' Abilities
Barricade 1
Medical pack 1

Abilities List

(C) indicates consumables and will require resupply.

We'll start with 2 ability points and I'll add more at my discretion throughout the roleplay. Update the profile where needed!

- Forensics

Spoiler

Surveillance flare (C) (1/2) Enables setting up crime scenes.
(2/2) AP: 30% chance to blind an enemy.

Heartbeat detector (1/2) Locate at least three hidden enemies or any living being within range. Decrease the evasion of enemies by 5.
(2/2) AP: Gain radar, which detects all beings within range of the Heartbeat Detector, and decrease evasion by another 5.

- Policing

Spoiler

Barricade (C) (1/3) Create a temporary makeshift barrier to stop enemies in their tracks as well as protecting you and your allies. Increases allies Def by 5% while active.
HP: 20
Def: 50%
(2/3) AP: Increase Def to 60% and HP by 5. Increase allies Def to 10% while active.
(3/3) AP: Barricade equipped with ballistic armour. Increase Def to 75% and HP by 5. Increase allies Def by 20% while active.

Stun (1/3) Paralyze and incapacitate an enemy with a 25% fail rate (stun yourself otherwise).
(2/3) AP: Fail rate decreases by 2%.
(3/3) AP: Fail rate decreases by another 3%.

- Covert Ops

Spoiler

Road flare (C) (1/2) Use a burning flare to enhance vision of allies as well as allowing faraway allies to locate you (within reason). Reduces enemy accuracy by 10 for two rounds.
(2/2) AP: Duration increases by one round.

Medical pack (C) (1/3) Heal 10 HP.
(2/3) AP: Heal status ailments.
(3/3) AP: Gain life support for reviving.

Camouflage (1/2) Hide in a cardboard box or a fake rock with a 15% fail rate (reveal otherwise).
(2/2) AP: Decrease by another 5%.

Stats

Spoiler

Mars

HP 20/20)
Atk: 8, Acc (80)
Def: 50%
Equip: ?

Connor

HP (20/20)
Atk: 7, Acc (80)
Def: 50%

Purugly

HP (20/20)
Atk: 5
Def: 60%
Body Slam: 8, Acc (90)
Fury Swipes: 2 x 5 attempts, Acc (80)
Aerial Ace: 6, Acc (-)
Hypnosis, Acc (60)

Pyroar (Hunter)

HP (20/20)
Atk: 5
Def: 60%
Flamethrower: 9, Acc (90)
Hyper Voice: 9, Acc (90)
Crunch: 8, Acc (90)
Noble Roar (Atk -1 on enemies)

Formula: Dmg = (Atk+Move)*Def

Now I'll try to be as laid back as I can, so I won't get distracted!

Feel free to describe whatever details you want for your character, Pikachoo!

 

It was a bright and typical day in Sinnoh's Sunyshore City with the sunshine enabling the city's iconic solar walkway to power the city. The atmosphere overall was quiet, with the gentle sound of the sea and waves filling the air and the market was bustling with activity as usual. Things were as normal as ever. But beneath the surface of the city was something no citizen of Sunyshore City would ever know about. Indeed, just under the Vista Lighthouse was a network of hallways, offices, and a loading bay that composed a secret base of the International Police. With its location situated to face the ocean and also under a landmark, it was a perfect cover.

Mars, the former Team Galactic commander, was in her office. She had been briefed that the IP had enlisted a new agent and that he was to assist with the current cases the IP had been working on. But in her heart, Mars wasn't particularly happy that the IP was recruiting teenagers again to do their work. She was a teenager herself, yes, but her case was special. And then there was Emma, codenamed Essentia, who was also another special case. She wasn't pleased much that the IP wanted her help at the stime. She could have stayed at home and worked on her garden! For now, it was time and wait for the new recruit to arrive. If only Looker was still around, Mars thought.

Anyway, for the time being, she briefly read the cases that might have traces to Fiera, the criminal network who had the resources and knowledge to execute assassinations on one hand and bring down governments on the other. Mars was thankful that the IP had enough influence on Fiera so they could leave her in peace, but that didn't mean she enjoyed coming back to work for the IP either, even if it was part-time. At least she was getting paid for this.

The letter that came to the new agent's doorstep told him to go to the Vista Lighthouse, and that the message would self-destruct a minute after it had been opened.

 

What Connor would never know, if not yet, was that the IP had always kept the area around the Vista Lighthouse under surveillance just to be on the lookout for anyone suspicious. Although the IP's base was secret, the organisation had no doubt Fiera knew about it. But they wouldn't expect Fiera to attack the offices anyway. In any case, the IP could always relocate, and then Fiera would have more to worry about. Nevertheless, when Connor was identified, the IP had quietly sent an agent dressed in a suit and sunglasses to retrieve Connor. It had darkened over Sunyshore City already, since it was located on the east side of Sinnoh, so the streetlights were flickering on.

Connor would eventually find himself, and his bike, being taken down an elevator within the Vista Lighthouse. This elevator was only accessible to IP agents and its use was heavily restricted. In the case anyone would get in by accident, the IP themselves would simply reroute the elevator to another part of the lighthouse at their own control. The agent who brought Connor to the base didn't say much, other than asking a few minor questions to confirm his identity.

"You'll be brought up to speed by our leading agent here, who works in the intelligence division," the agent explained. "You'll probably be assigned to a different department, though."

 

"I work with this base's administration, primarily," the agent replied, and then went on to explain. "We coordinate all activities within this base only, like controlling who works in this base and assisting filed operatives within this area of Sinnoh. We also manage communications from this base to the head office too; that and other support activities." The agent apparently didn't mind Connor's coin, even if the coin was remotely suspicious. "Otherwise, my secondary duties mainly involve local police work."

The elevator doors eventually opened and Connor was greeted by a mezzanine. On the mezzanine itself was a security desk, a front desk, and a number of bulletins. Below the mezzanine (or the "Mezz", as they nicknamed it) was the hanger that contained motor vehicles including cars and boats. Above Connor's head was, visibly, the second floor with offices complete with windows. It was a wonder that this was underground. Plus, there was the network of hallways that all joined at the Mezz too.

 

Indeed, there were cars parked together like those at Pokéstar Studios and also the boats moored at a dock that apparently led to outside. The opening to the outside was well-hidden and likely wouldn't have any people intruding in, as boat was the only way to get out.

The agent sighed. This kid really was excited to be here, but he couldn't blame him either. At the very least he wasn't making much of a scene either, even though there were stars in his eyes. He wondered how the kid managed to keep such a quiet personality and then suddenly became as excited as a sports fan. But at given Connor's outburst, he walked across the mezzanine and gently tapped Connor's shoulder. "You know, our intelligence agent here can sometimes react like that too," he said with a straight face. "And we have many front desks; at least one per base. And please stay calm."

He then motioned Connor to follow him to a flight of stairs that led to the offices. The offices themselves had just enough space for everyone to work in. Now that they were above, Connor could see the many workers and agents at their desks typing at their computers. It looked like they were doing research or perhaps gathering intelligence. Who knew what was going on in their minds? Some were updating the electronic bulletin, others were attaching actual sheets of paper on the bulletin itself.

They eventually approached one of the offices and the agent knocked before opening the door. He knew the intelligence agent would have already known they were coming, but it was better to be polite.

"Oh, hey!" a much friendlier and casual voice greeted Connor. "You can leave us, Sanada-san. Thank you." At that, the agent nodded and left Connor inside.

The intelligence agent had red hair and styled such that there was probably no one else in the world who had this hairstyle. Plus, she looked just as young as Connor. But to anyone who knew about Team Galactic, it was, there was no mistaking it, Mars.

 

Mars chuckled first, and then smiled a little. A genuine smile too. "No need to be so tight, Connor. This isn't the military. There's no need to be that formal, you know!" Just by looking at his quick change of facial expression, Mars could tell that Connor had some kind of expectation when he walked in and that had simply vanished upon seeing her. "Okay, I take that back. There's no need to be so formal around me, let alone saluting. You can save that behaviour for top officers."

She added, "I work under the intelligence devision, that's the IPI. But just for the record, while you still report to me, you're not part of the IPI. You're assigned to regular investigations and policing." Apart from knowing Connor's profile, which included his father's history with the IP, she also knew where he was assigned. "I work here only part-time, and usually not in Sunyshore City either."

"But you look surprised," Mars said. "What's on your mind? Lots of questions?"

 

"It's alright, Connor. I'm surprised you even recognised me." Mars flicked her hand as if to wave off Connor's apology, then gestured to the chair in front of her desk. "Have a seat."

Mars' office was, as Connor pointed out, clean. Printed files, paper, and pictures lined up against the shelf to the side. On Mars' desk was another couple files, presumably the investigation or something, a pen, a desk phone, a desktop computer, and a photograph of Floaroma Town with a picture of Mars, two Pokémon Rangers, and the Rangers' Pokémon. Two Pachirisu, a Grotle, and a Kirlia, namely.

"To be honest, I'm not keen on the police hiring youths and children into the force," Mars explained. "If it was up to me, I would have made sure everyone was a little older before getting enlisted." Her smiled faded. "I don't blame you for recognising me from Team Galactic either... and that experience was partly their reasoning for hiring me. I insisted part-time though." Mars looked at the photograph on her desk. "I owe it to these guys for helping me move on from my past, and here I am. Others, not so fortunate or willing." In her bones, though, Mars found it sometimes hard to let go of that past, since it occasionally came back to her while doing police work.

She passed the profile she was reading to Connor. "Expectations, eh? We have several agents around your age already working here; some of them in senior positions. Mine is relatively senior too, but that's because I'm in this particular department. Anyway, confirm if the details in your profile are correct."

 

For Mars, who was 17, it had been nearly two years since she had been released from the International Police. But she decided not to think about that now. "I agree with that. It's just that entering the criminal world can be pretty exhausting, and mental health is something we try to look after. We have a special agent based in Lumiose who's even younger than you, but even then she is dead-set on continuing IP activity."

Mars spent the next while going over the standard procedures of the International Police, including its mandate to protect communities and its allowance to use force where necessary. At almost every case, Mars emphasised, negotiation and non-lethal force were much more preferable to lethal force.

"But that aside," Mars added, who took back the profile Connor was reading, "I'm glad you're joining us anyway! We have a staff shortage, so any bit helps, I guess. If you have any more questions, feel free to interrupt me, or save them for later. If you're wondering how we know all this stuff, let's just say it's procedure of the IPI. I won't go beyond that."

"But tell me about yourself, Connor," Mars said, as she placed Connor's profile on Connor's application. "And be as casual as you want. I'm not that tight. Why did you want to join the IP? What are your strengths and weaknesses?"

 

"The IP has been having shortages ever since I arrived here," Mars explained. "But as I've stressed, this job isn't for everyone. If it were me, I'd want to go back home and live quietly, but the IP needs my help because they're all short on staff."

She looked at the profile again. "I understand your dad works here. We have that on file. But, sorry if this sounds rough, he has been missing in action while on active service. In the meantime, the IP accepts your application and you will be a full-time regular police and investigations agent. It helps that you can remember stuff, though. From here on, you have the full liberties of being an IP agent and report to superiors and supervisors, including me. Next thing I need from you is a codename, just so we can use it only in the field."

Just as Mars was pulling up the appropriate file on her computer, an office worker knocked on her door before walking in and handing Mars a file.

(How about if Connor's dad was captured by Fiera agents?)

 

(For now, how about they find out about it, but we'll improvise where needed)

"I sure hope nothing went wrong, but since he hasn't reported in, I wonder what became of him," Mars remarked and then turned to typing at her computer. "Anyway... 'Wolf'... Okay, there we go! From now on, when you're speaking to anyone while in the field, you are to refer yourself as exactly that. The IP will know who you are. For the record, my name is Eclipse."

She picked up the file and skimmed it. "Oh, and you may need some equipment too. Go to the gadget master downstairs, near the cars. He'll give you what you want and need. If you're not done by then, I might even join you! The gadget master has silver mop hair, so you can't really miss him. His name is Atelier."

Mars also seemed to remember something and picked something from the file the office worker gave her. "Oh yeah, and you can't forget these! Here is a standard-issue International Police ID card, for verification purposes, and badge. Having these two pieces together is extremely important when you're working in the field. Don't lose these. Got it?"

Downstairs, near the cars, was a huge workshop where the gadget master Atelier was working in. Plenty of counters and tables, each with at least something on it, with tools, lights, and machinery lined up against the walls. There was a seal fibreglass box with transparent walls that looked like it was used for equipment testing, a desk with a lamp, and - on the side of the workshop - a leather lounge sofa with a coffee table.