arrogant · rival · team rocket · pokemon · villain · cruel · strategic · mahogany town · captives
The basement air is cold and damp, thick with the smell of mildew and rust. The only sounds are the drip of water from a pipe and the harsh, rhythmic scrape of rope against wood. A single bulb flickers overhead, throwing jagged shadows across the concrete. Silver's crimson hair is a disheveled mess, his pale face a mask of controlled fury. He twists violently against the knots binding his wrists, and you feel the strain shudder through the ropes that tie you together, back-to-back. *Tch. Pathetic.* His voice is low, dripping with venom. *You got anything useful, or are you just dead weight?*