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Again, Nyx was a tour guide, but this time in the labs. Team Rocket had received a new grunt and they were being placed in the labs. No one was just assigned randomly, of course; They didn't take foot soldiers and give them chemicals and tell them to get with the science, so that meant this new person had at least a basic grasping of some sort of science.

The small woman with mad scientist style white hair and a lab coat, waited in the lobby of the labs, where the elevators led, for the new addition to the department.

"Nice to meet you, Tambrey. I'm Nyx." The scientist smiled, "Welcome to the labs." She pulled two plastic cards from one of her pockets, one looked like a credit card and the other was a name tag. "These are for you. You have basic level access. This card will get you into the main labs only, which is behind me." She demonstrated by swiping the key card and then handing the two objects to Tambrey. The light on the swiping mechanism turned green and Nyx turned the handle.

There was a time, not long ago, where most of the labs were open, but non-scientist personnel and a rampaging experiment caused the head of the department to do an overhaul of said department, which included increased security measures. "To the best of my knowledge, your department shouldn't be under lock and key. Once you're past this door, most of the labs are fairly open. The only areas that are really restricted are the cloning department, experiment quarters, and other delicate and classified experiment areas."

"Oh... well that's not any fun, now is it?" Nyx frowned. There wasn't much in the labs that couldn't explode, but most of the things were either small amounts of chemicals or highly unlikely to go kaboom. Dangerous was another thing all together. "I'm pretty sure almost everything down here is dangerous... Ah well. We have a number of safety precautions in effect to keep us either safe or contained."

Nyx named off some of the rooms as they passed them. Storage, office, more storage, lab, lab, break room, "This is the meeting room," She motioned to an open door leading to a large room covered in wipe boards with a sizable table and office chairs in the center. "We have weekly progress meetings here. You'll meet Miss Nadja here if you don't see her before hand. She's in charge of the department. You're lucky you're a scientist and not an engineer. Miss Nadja is wonderful." Nyx spoke with an eerie fondness to her voice.

Nyx chuckled and continued moving, "Make sure to have a pokemon with you at all times down here. Either in a ball or out. The last thing you want is to be trapped between an escaped experiment and the exit with no pokemon or sedative gun." The scientist had an unfortunate experience with the charizard that had been mentioned, where she was in that exact situation. "Not that anything really escapes any more, but the day you forget is the day it'll happen."

Eventually she led them to a room full of cubicles, filing cabinets, and computers. "This is where you're going to be spending a lot of your time, at first. Other scientists, myself included, are going to give you all of the work we don't want to do." She grinned and laughed a little, "But don't worry. Everyone has to start out doing it, and you'll get your turn when we get another new staff member." Nyx sounded and looked amused. The break-in period had been her least favorite time, but she enjoyed having new grunts to repeat the cycle with.

"Yeah. Every newbie gets the grunt work. No pun intended." Nyx continued on, heading into a set of hallways that seemed to only contain a few offices. "Miss Nadja's office is this one." Nyx pointed at a closed door with a name plate on it that did indeed belong to said Elite.

One of the pokeballs on Nyx's belt started to wiggle as well. No one emerged, however, as Nyx had taken the pokeballs to the tech department and had them readjusted to keep her pokemon from escaping on their own. Too many problems had arisen from one of the beasts knowing all too well how to get out.

"Allen's office is down here too, you'll meet him, probably at one of the meetings, he's an old grump, and hard to miss. Never stops scowling. Sort of like Seth." She didn't go on to explain who that was. "There isn't too much to show down here. If you have any questions about anything, most anyone will answer them, or Miss Nadja's door is most always open."

"Yes." Nyx eyeballed the Pidgeotto as it escaped it's pokeball, but didn't seem alarmed. "Unless she is really busy or in an important meeting, if she is in her office, she's available. Not that you should bring her every little problem you have, but don't be afraid to let her know if there is something important."

The pokeball wiggled again and then went still. Apparently it hadn't learned how to break out again, yet. Nyx smirked; That'd teach him. "And that's it, really. Oh. And if you want to tweak the locking mechanisms on your pokeballs, the floor above us is the Tech Department." She smiled at the girl and her pokemon. Most of the people in Team Rocket always had at least one pokemon out with them, but they were creatures with free will, and sometimes ran off or got into trouble, especially without a watchful eye.

Nyx started to turn around to lead Tambrey to the janitor's closet (The most important room for new scientists) when the previously active pokeball opened and a large four armed balloon materialized out of the white light. "Blim!" The drifblim crossed a pair of his arms and put the other pair on his 'hips'. How dare his partner not introduce him! He was the most important part of everything!

"... This is Newton." She didn't explain any further, though she would if pressed, but started to walk down the hall as she had originally intended.

Newton shook the girl's hand, "Blim." Finally, someone realized he deserved some respect. He waved an arm at the Pidgeotto, rather unconcerned whether the pokemon liked him or not. After he let go of Tambrey's hand, he floated after his trainer.

"So, is today the day you start working, or is this just a tour day?" Nyx stopped at a door labeled 'janitor's closet'.

"Alright, then. I'm going to leave you to it. You can normally find your assignments for the day on the computer, I'm sure someone already showed you how to do all that, since you showed up down here." Nyx smiled and pointed at the closet, "Cleaning supplies here. There are other ones scattered around too. They all say 'Janitor's Closet'." The agent flipped through her clip board and chuckled, "Looks like you're on beaker cleaning duty, Lab 12."

Newton made a gasping expression and covered his 'x'.

Nyx pointed at the wall, "There are signs that'll point you in the right direction, with the numbers. Every door has a label. If you get lost, just ask someone." She nodded to herself, "Alright. I have to get back to work soon, any questions?"