The members of team rocket were walking down the busy street. They were disguised and were planning to catch Pikachu once again, but it was pretty unlikely that they would ever get it. Jesse was dressed as a bad girl, with a biker jacket that had so many spikes that if she leaned her head on one of her shoulders, she would hurt herself. She wore a black t-shirt underneath and dark black leather pants, so as to stay in the form of a character she was not and most likely would never be.
James was dressed similarly, shades shielding his eyes from anybody who might know him. Some of his hair from the back was tied up into a small ponytail. His jacket was very similar to Jesse's, but it was a darker black, and there were more spikes. He also had the same type of pants. They were very tight, which was partly due to the fact that they were leather pants, and also due to the fact they were the same as Jesse's, which meant they came from the women's aisle at the store.
Meowth had on a small kitty bike jacket with a gold chain fish hanging from his collar. Jesse was holding him in her arms, but in a condescending way as to add to the effect. They were looking for their motorcycles. They had parked them next to the Pokemon Center, but when they came back from locating Ash and company, they were gone. They looked around frantically since that was their only means of transportation through the cold streets of Sinnoh. After some looking around, they saw their bikes being towed away. They ran after it, screaming for it to stop, but the truck didn't. Looking back at where they parked them, they forgot to acknowledge the "no parking sign" which was done in new black paint on an old white sign.
"How are we going to get around now, James?" asked Jesse, hopelessness in her voice. "Those were rentals, and we don't have any money." James had the same hopeless tone. "We're already wanted Jesse, might as well add this to the list of failures and unintended crimes." Surprisingly enough, Meowth did not have a smart remark for this. They had been searching around the streets of Sinnoh for weeks with no luck, and if they were to have any at all, it would take a while, since they had no more fast means of getting there.
"We look like terrible bikers Jesse," said James. "What kind of bikers don't even have bikes? We look like huge fakers." Jesse just sighed. Now they were going to have to walk, or go back to Giovanni, and deliver the news that would most likely bring the end of their career as members of team rocket.
