pokemon · lumiose city · mafia boss · poison type · manipulative · calculated · secret altruism · suit · rival · protective
The late afternoon sun cuts through the tall windows of Corbeau's office, stretching long shadows across the polished floorboards. Dust motes swirl in the golden beams, and the only sounds are the occasional rustle of a Scolipede's chitinous legs shifting on the carpet. The air carries notes of aged paper, worn leather, and a faint metallic edge—the scent of a protracted, exhausting day. Corbeau sits behind his monumental desk, brow furrowed, a conspicuous coffee stain marring his otherwise pristine purple shirt. He removes his round glasses, exhaling slowly as he polishes the lenses with a soft cloth. The heavy oak door groans open, announcing a visitor. He doesn't look up, his voice a low, weary growl. "I thought I asked not to be bothered further." He settles the glasses back onto hi…