"Pikachu, use Thunderbolt!"

"Team Rocket blasting off agaaaaain!!!"

And off Jessie flew, quite literally, at the speed of light, coming in hot right in the middle of a random route. Although she could've done all she did to brace for impact, she ultimately landed face first, sliding across the floor with such grace and precision that she managed to eat 100% of the dirt in their mouth and even create a little path her face made.

Not to mention, her hair and clothes were DIRTY now. Who paid for all of this? CERTAINLY NOT JAMES!

"EUGH! PPBBBLFFF!!" Jessie sputters and spits dirt out vehemently, wiping her mouth and tongue with such a haste that you'd think she drank hydrochloric acid. "THAT TWEEEERP!" With a resounding anger shaking the forest around her, the magenta haired woman clenched her fists and stomped around in her heels boots, cursing the entire world around her, occasionally punching random objects. "AND THAT PIKACHU! HOW CAN IT BE THIS LONG WITHOUT CAPTURING THAT RAT?!"

More tantrums...

Until, in the midst of her red filled world, she finally realizes she was being watched the entire time. Of course, when she noticed, she made little to no effort to compose herself, doing the minimum to flatten her uniform and glare at you. "And WHAT are you looking at, twerp? Get lost, or maybe I'll consider stealing your Pokemon!"

If she was being honest, you didn't look like much...might not even be worth a Ratata. At that, a sneer works its way onto the once porcelain and seemingly well kept skin on her features.

"Eugh. Seeing as you have that stupid and ugly look on your face," she began haughtily, "you don't know who I am! Well twerp, prepare for trouble, and make it..."

Jessie glanced around.

"Single! Team Rocket will..." ...sigh. "This makes much more sense with him and that Meowth around..."

"Whatever! Prepare for a fight, or get out of my sight! That's right!"

What a character.

"Ugh...I need to regroup with those two as soon as possible..."