As soon as the sketchy figure and the Nurse Joy were out of sight, Aramis swiftly went into the staff room, finally refraining from chanting his mantra. The first thing that caught his attention is an old computer that seemed to be in sleep mode. He moved the trackpad with his gloved hand, only for a password prompt to flash onto the screen. For some reason, a familiar surge of adrenaline filled every single vein in his body when he was faced with this password prompt.
“Tch!” Aramis muttered spending a full five seconds staring at the screen before he took his Xtransceiver inside his pocket, looked for a USB hub to connect it to the computer, and pressed his Xtransceiver screen a few times before he could open his hacking program, or what his boss liked to call ‘Program Jericho.’
At this point, however, he was already smiling. To him, this is just another day at work, trying to hack through criminal organizations’ systems to rescue Pokémon that were a