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"GET THAT MONEY UP."

Let’s rush these fools. She gives him a hushed whisper, a signal to go. Logan, young, dumb and teenaged, is flanked by his childhood friend and partner in crime, the two of them skulking with purpose out of the darkness of an alley, in pursuit of cash, cards, jewelry and whatever other not-so-hard earned goods they can snatch. Logan and his friend rob other thieves for two reasons. One, other thieves have no recourse (they can't go to the cops), and two, it keeps their consciences clear. Clotheslines to the back of the head, and wood molded into the shape of firearms, driven into the spine, would strike fear and paralysis into their targets. In the middle of the night, Logan and his partner in crime, young, dumb and teenaged, would run off into the dark of the night, with plundered currency covering their palms and golden rope in between their fingers.
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When team rocket makes their presence known, not just in Sinnoh, but in their hometown of Jubilife, Logan and his friend jump at the opportunity. No more petty theft and wannabe gangster-ism. It was time to get serious. They both had their own reasons for joining beyond simple greed. Deep, psychological issues and adolescent scars that serve as the catalysts for their lives of crime in the first place, but they agreed not to speak of it outside the comfort of late night hookups and the ephemeral warmth of each other’s embrace.

With renewed purpose (and respective complementary pokemon from their employer), the two of them set out to make their mark on Sinnoh. Logan in particular not even hesitating to look back.