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This SUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKED.

A tall, lanky man was making his way through the hallway, and though he had his trademark grin upon his face, he wasn't exactly as happy as he seemed. He felt betrayed, even though he had no true loyalty to the Elite Agent, Kunai. Likewise, she had no true loyalty to him other than being his boss on a part time basis.

She told him that he needed to start working on some work on the undercover aspect of her department. The Elite knew how to do her homework, and had managed to pinpoint which Pokemon the hacker needed to work with a bit more. It was a Pokemon that the Elite seemed to approve of being utilized in her department, due to their unique ability.

Said Pokemon was no trailing behind the computer hacker. swaying its inky colored tail behind it. However, that wasn't the most striking feature of the Pokemon.

Her eyes glowed a brilliant neon green.

"...Kunai said I needed t'assess yer abilities with illusions..." he stated, not even looking back to the Pokemon that seemed to snicker behind him.

The Zorua waved her tail around behind her, flashing her teeth for a smile. It didn't really care who it was following around, as long as it wasn't in that stupid box.

"...if ya see a Pokemon... um... do whatever it is yer supposed t'do..." He waved his hand dismissively as his foot literally clunked into some random chunk of metal.

A chunk of metal that was actually a Pokemon.

"OH SH*T!!!" he practically cackled out at the random pang of pain that managed to run through his foot.

There was something vaguely different with the manner which this Rocket dealt with his pain.

With a huge grin and laughter.

Within a moment, the Zorua that had been trailing behind the computer hacker peered out to see the other Pokemon. Glancing back to the human for a bit, she had to tilt her head for a moment, curious about the reaction he seemed to be having.

This was a weird human.

Shrugging it off, the little fox padded up to the steel type before jumping into the air. Before she landed again, all of a sudden she seemed to take on a strange new form like the other Pokemon in front of her.

She was a perfect replication of the Pokemon, save for one feature.

Her eyes were that same bright glowing green color.

Rather than actually say anything productive, all she did was snicker.

The Rocket finally seemed to be over his whole "I collided my foot with a steel-type" pain, and in an intrigued manner, he uttered "...iiiiiiiinterestin...."

HAZMAT (as her original trainer called her) didn't seem to mind the attention. However, she also wasn't the sort to sit and gloat about it like some sort of diva. The real Aron jumped up and landed, and upon landing, she could feel a very tiny rumble underneath him that pulsed out slightly.

Once more, she nimbly jumped up. higher than the other Pokemon had managed, and landed very delicately on her feet, even in this Aron-guise. She might have looked like the other Pokemon, but she truly hadn't turned into the same species. She definitely was not nearly as heavy. Perhaps it was a fault on her own part for not being able to portray the weight properly with the power of her illusion.

The hacker observed this behavior, and for a brief moment, his hand started to seemingly type at some sort of invisible keyboard. Yet, when the Aron's keeper seemed to make herself evident, he ceased such busy work and turned to her with that creepy grin of his.

"...I think I would have probably liked it more if he sat on my foot. Naw, he jus' got in my way as I was walkin'... kicked my foot into him... felt so good..." Failing in the subtlety department, the man loomed in closer to the girl, giving her a very exaggerated up-and-down look over.

"That definitely ain't the standard uniform if I ever saw an exception. Seems more and more of the new recruits are into the whole 'unique uniform' thing." He definitely fit into the group that preferred to keep things unique. "Your outfit makes you look like a dominatrix!"

Yeah, he said it.

The false Aron snickered some more as the legitimate Pokemon seemed to want her to test her abilities. All the steel type had done was make its claw glint, which when it came to manipulating her appearance, it was pretty easy. Some of the more complex attacks still gave her issues with making it look right. Lifting up a paw, she for a moment made it seem as if her own claw had glinted like the use of Metal Claw.

1337 seemed quite pleased with the reaction he got. It was obvious that wasn't what she was going for, but the hat definitely made the outfit, and it made it very kinky, so to speak.

Her personality and mannerisms however, did not fit such a label. Completely unashamed, he leaned in even closer, his face nearly looming in front of hers now. "Oh baby... thanking me for calling ya a dominatrix? Maybe I should take ya back t'my room and ya can show me how much ya appreciate that! Teach this bad boy a lesson!"

Oh, this was going to be great. The classic wall in the way, preventing escape. 1337's expression didn't even falter for a moment as he easily closed the gap, leaning in further, craning his neck down slightly she he was looking down towards the girl's face. He used his arm to hold him into that place, almost like a classic romantic moment.

However, 1337 wasn't about "classic romance" by any means.

"...So, tell me Silvy-locks... what's your name? I probably need t'know that... so I know what name to scream out later!"

The Zorua definitely wanted to go outside. However, there was still the matter of the weird human, who was acting weirder again. What was he doing to that human girl? In her curiosity, she made her way to the man's boots and started to nudge it with the top of her false guise's head.

Before 1337 had managed to get his answer, he uttered "...Well, that doesn't feel like an Aron botherin' me..." He hadn't been paying much attention to the Illusion fox Pokemon, which made sense why his senses weren't being fooled.

He pulled himself back so he was standing straighter and didn't have to rely on leaning against his arm. Did it mean he was going to tone anything down? No, not really.

"One three three seven... since I'd definitely be making you scream my name out before you made me scream out yours, Silvylocks!" It seemed that he had no intentions of using her real name, nor giving his own. Then again, it wasn't exactly like anybody knew his actual name.

Despite the distance he seemed to give the girl, all of a sudden she seemed to lurch forward from pain. "I'm disappointed in you, Silvylocks... that's no way fer a 'dominatrix' to act... I mean, your Pokemon's only 130 or so pounds, right?" Logic would say that her toes should have been broken (not that the girl would be able to notice the fact his eyes were actually looking down now).

Rather than help her out beyond acting as support for a brief moment, the lanky computer hacker bent down and picked up the green eyed Aron without a hitch. He brought it up to eye level, seeming to take interest in a few things.

"...yeah... I shouldn't be able t'pick ya up, runt... yer doin' it wrong!"

In a disrespectful manner, the hacker had taken to seemingly "pumping iron," except the iron was the false Aron, whose legs were wriggling in protest to the display. This was completely degrading, even if she was in a false form at the moment.

Rather than pay mind to the seeming retreat the grunt had made, the man easily slid up to the door, pushing the door open wide enough to lean against the frame. He continued to pump his (protesting) iron, not even seeming to look into the room, as if he was playing it cool.

"Silvylocks, you disappoint me... here I thought we were gonna party... but now yer party poopin'... I cry..."

He was still grinning, and did not seem to be remorseful at all.