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Faleen had anticipated going to Seth very shortly after the mission, for a couple of different reasons, one being about the Growlithe that had formally belonged to the Pokemon league's champion, she didn't want it, she wasn't sure what to do with Komashi... but after some time of thinking she had been brought to the conclusion that she didn't want anything to do with the traitor or Pokemon connected to him, even if it would be out of spite, (something she considered as well), she just wanted to be rid of him, rid of it all.

Other reasons were more for concern about her position... she had been fairly close to Will, when he was a rocket, spending most of her time off down at the branch, training, or in the city, visiting with him... if she could recall anything strange and report it, it might help with figuring out what kind of information Will could have leaked back to the pokemon League... she knew he had to be in contact with someone.
She did worry though, that this might be looked upon as suspicious as well, that was honestly the last thing she needed, for her own organization to think she was a leak as well, that thought horrified her. She would NEVER betray team Rocket! She wasn't a traitor, she wasn't like Will!
Faleen didn't want this to affect her position in the robotics department, she had been hoping for a chance to ask for bigger projects to work on, then simple grunt work... this better not ruin her opportunity, than lance would have taken far more away from her than just a friend.

Seth had been off duty for the first few days they had returned, so Faleen had had to wait until he returned back onto at least partial duty to report to him.
Though to her surprise, she had been approached by an agent, and told that the Elite had wanted to see her in his office.
Of course she went, hands tightly at her side, unsure of what to expect, the fact that they were getting in a lift to go up to the formal Elite offices made her a little nervous... the last time she had gone up there she had been in trouble.
But the grunt tried to remind herself that she hadn't done anything wrong this time... had she?

She said nothing to the Agent that lead her up, and he said nothing to her. she wasn't sure what she could say anyway, lost in her own thoughts.
Once the lift doors opened, and the Agent took the lead out, Faleen folded her hands behind her back, making sure her posture was tall, respectable, and presentable when the agent knocked on the door that had Elite Seth's name on it. Before opening it,and allowing her to enter... he would wait outside, like usual.

Faleen lifted her eyes up to where Seth was sitting, still in a sling for one arm, but looking better than he had at the end of the mission.
"Seth, Sir," she greeted as she stopped inside his office, waiting for an order from him. "I'm reporting, per your orders..." and here she stopped, waiting.

She did as she was told, striding forward quietly, and moving around the chairs to take a seat, moving her hands into her lap.
she moved her gaze back over to the Elite's to show that she was paying attention.
He wasn't glaring... that was a good thing.
At the mention of Lance, formally known as Will, and her involvement with him, she honestly wasn't surprised, she knew it was going to come up eventually.
but it did cause her to blink once before she answered. "Yes sir. I was" she answered, keeping her voice very professional.
It was almost surreal when someone would say allowed that Will was a rouse.
"Mostly during my days off..." her voice took on a more strained hint.
"I would assist him with his pokemon training... or supposed..." clearly that had been utterly unnecessary

She shook her head softly "At the time sir, No I didn't" she answered "He acted like any other grunt, from my experience with him he was just a normal guard, struggling with his team and lacking inspiration."
She hesitated, furrowing her brow with a soft frown, but not looking away from Seth as she spoke with him.
"In hind sight, things he said, or actions I witnessed raise suspicion and awareness... now that I know who he really is. but at the time his behavior toward me wasn't much different from other grunts I've interacted with..."
who knew... maybe there was some glaringly obvious hints that she hadn't noticed, either because of social inexperience, or maybe she was just blind because she considered him a friend... though, more likely than not, he had just been very careful, But than why take the chance of having her come down as often as she did... He was probably using her to keep up with what was going on at HQ. Seth had to be aware of this.

"Sir, we did talk, socially, I'm unsure if he was seeking information of a certain kind, but sometimes the topics would be about Team Rocket, he would usually ask about rumors that he heard that spread to the branch from the HQ..."

Upon hearing that this wasn't the first time that Lance had interfered with Team Rocket her eyes narrowed softly, though not directly at Seth, face drifting down toward his desk for a moment, quietly angry, the skin over her cheek bones flushing a little.
This hadn't been the first time... the idiot was trying to be some kind of hero or something?

She wasn't familiar with the incident that Seth was talking about, but she did intend to find out tonight when she got off duty.

Either way, she agreed with Seth, this had to end, and others had to learn that no matter who you were, you couldn't mess with Rocket and get away with it.
He needed to learn from the mistake he made.
She calmed her features, before returning her eyes to Seth, taking a moment to sort through her thoughts as she nodded.
"I'll recall as much as I can Sir. If there is anything in particular though..."

Here she paused again, thinking back to anything that would stand out in her memory.
"Most of our discussions were based around Pokemon... personal questions toward one another, the usual social tactics used when meeting someone new and becoming more familiar with them.
I would mention the robotics department sometimes, but nothing in depth on the projects... I think he knows that there are defenses around the HQ. But he didn't ask many prying questions about it, not that I think he needed to, he had told me once that he had looked at my public profile... I'm not sure who else he might have looked up.
When I would return from a mission, he would ask about it, I would clarify rumors for him, and we would discuss what further options might exist for Team Rocket... with Team Galactic in the picture."
Here she paused again, lowering her gaze back to the desk, as she frowned thoughtfully.
Thinking back, most of their interaction consisted of just... friendly conversations... they talked about Pokemon and progress a lot, bettering themselves... always wanting to better themselves, and encouragement toward one another.
This of course, drew a weighted breath from her nose. But her features didn't change from that of controlled anger, and she didn't stop.

"He would show me devices that needed repairs done in the branch, and as I mentioned before; most of the time was spent talking about Pokemon, since he was claiming at the time that he was having trouble controlling his Charizard -" She furrowed her brow at this, softly scowling. "-Or in the city. we kept in contact via e-mail, with updates on our work schedules."

"The things that stand out more in my memory now that he's come out as a traitor, are the looks he would sometimes get when I would talk about some of the tasks that Rocket preformed, stealing Pokemon and other such jobs, he asked a lot about those.
The last time I saw him, I was out with Grunt Kofuku at one of the parks in the City, he was talking on his cell phone with someone, but I didn't hear who it was, and he hung up fairly quickly when Kofuku drew his attention to us. though I overhead him mention something about "Ending" something soon.
I'm uncertain if he knew the location to the main HQ, Sir, I remember suggesting that he take lessons to help with his Charizard, but he said that becasue of his duties that was unlikely to happen. I get the impression that maybe he hasn't been."

That had been to basics of what they had talked about, and the things he had said to her, or what they had done.
Here she left it open for any questions the Elite might ask that could help her better narrow down what they might be looking for
while she paused herself to think if there might have been anything else she could narrow down, or recall.

Right now though she was having trouble getting past remembering him mostly asking her personal questions about herself, or her opinions. Why? He could have gotten so much more out of her, more than where she grew up, or why she liked dark types.
Either he was getting something out of her that way that she wasn't aware of, or he wasn't as good at undercover information gathering as they seem to think he is... unless he was getting it from somewhere else.
More than likely, she was just being used to try and better his visage as a member of Team Rocket.

Her hands clenched lightly into first over her lap, jaw clamping tightly, Seth put it into perspective alright, and the fact that she might have been used to further help him foil, or harm Team Rocket did not sit well with her.
That's all it had ever been.
This ashamed, and humiliated her.

She listened to him talk, nodding softly when he gave her the assignment to report to the branch and see if there were any clues in his room.
"Yes Sir. I will do that right away."
At least she could do this, she would help make things right.

"Oh." She spoke up again, remembering something, reaching over and removed one of the dusk balls from the strap, leaning forward she placed it onto Seth's desk.
"Sir, this is his Growlithe."

Eyes scanned over the Growlithe's dusk ball once more, with complete unconcern, she was done, she didn't want anything to do with it anymore.
"In that case, I apologize for not turning it in sooner, Sir"
Had she known they wanted it, she would have found someone to turn it into sooner.

When his attention moved back to her, she moved her eyes back over to pay attention to him, falling very still with his comment toward her.
the statement numbing her a little, but she responded with a nod and a "Yes Sir,"
.... gullible... of everything, she had been gullible. her brow knit together, her eyes lowering to her knees as she quietly stood when she was dismissed. "Thank you sir, I will report back." she confirmed.

Her look was significantly more cold as she made her way out of the elite's office and down the hall when she met with the Agent to escort her out.
Will had made her gullible... gullible he played her, like she was an idiot,
gullible!.
That delusional sister of hers was gullible, Rosie was gullible.
Faleen was not supposed to be, and it disturbed her that she had been so blind!

Gloved hands clenched at her side, stepping back into the main hall, her strides lengthened as she then folded her hands behind her back, making her way to the garage for a vehicle she could take to the city branch.

It was long after normal duty hours, yet Seth was still in his uniform when he received the message from Faleen.

He was soon waiting for her in his office, after telling her to meet him there.

"What did you find?" Was the first thing that came out of his mouth when the grunt entered. The elite looking up as he sat at his desk once again.