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 Posted: Sat Apr 23, 2011 11:46 pm
Faleen was given a cool, almost reptilian stare. "That's impossible."
"We have other priorities at the moment," Tethys reminded the elite, "like breathing. The air supply is limited here and the process may take hours, so I suggest you decide soon if you value your data over your lives. The door is-"
Tethys' Starmie swooped and deflected a jagged rock from her head. "Orion!" the Galactic snapped, then looked back to the little committee.
"Withstanding all conventional efforts. And if it makes you feel any better, that one-" Her eyes flicked to Faleen, "-can observe."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:05 am
Deimos shrugged, "That works."
TRP huffed and glared at the Galactics a moment before looking back at the door. She didn't have any better ideas. Grunting, she turned her eyes back to Faleen, "..if he starts accessing any information on them, rip them out of his hands." She looked out at the Rockets, "..those of you willing to part with your pokédexes, hand them over. I'm not going to force anyone to agree to it." Still frowning, she detached the dex strapped to her belt and offered it to Tethys.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:09 am
Nyx grumbled under her breath, not at all happy about the idea of handing over her rocket-dex, but it was that or suffocating... She was rather fond of breathing, so that really left her no options. The scientist shifted her legendary-clone to one arm and pulled out her dex, ready to grudgingly hand it over.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:14 am
TRP was the one to make the decisions, Faleen wasn't going to argue, so with a nod of her head and a respectful "Understood Ma'am" Faleen looked back over to the Galactics.
At the mention of volunteering dex's Faleen reached to hers, hesitating once her fingers touched it.
Normally she would have no problem turning it over, the only thing that made her hesitant now was the app that had been newly installed into her dex, give to her by Agent Hayes.
It would... seem a shame to lose it in the process of whatever Deimos wanted to do.
She had little choose, she just felt wrong losing the app so soon after being gifted it.
Pulling the Rocket dex off her belt, she walked over to hand it over, with a soft frown.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:28 am
"Here, sir." Tethys took the dex without thanks and passed it to Deimos, then began collecting the others, moving on as soon as they had left the Rockets' grasps.
Nyx's she held for a moment, subjecting the scientist to a brief, expressionless look before she passed.
When she came to Claire, she paused.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:30 am
She tensed a bit when Tethys paused near her, but she sighed silently - more to calm her nerves than anything else - and pulled her 'dex from her pocket and offered it out to the waiting Galactic. She wasn't fond of giving it up, but she preferred escaping to anything else. Despite being extremely nervous inwardly, her expression betrayed no change of emotion besides possibly boredom and mild irritation from being trapped in a cave with enemies after suffering two crashes and three consecutive cave-ins.
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:32 am
Tethys grasped the 'dex, but did not take it. Instead, standing there, she inclined her head slightly. Three seconds.. five.. seven.
In the dark, her eyes were fathomless.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:38 am
For the second time that day her blood turned to ice in her veins - slower this time, of course, but lasting uncomfortably longer than before - when the Galactic didn't take it and simply stared at her. Slowly she released it so Tethys was holding it, not taking her eyes off the other woman, and her eyebrows lowered a bit into a more displeased expression. Why wasn't she leaving? Why was she just.. just standing there, staring at her? The longer it went on, the more nervous it was making her. Exponentially. No, no; this wasn't going to bother her, it was fine. She was just.. taking a long time to leave, that was it. That was all. Right? Right, of course.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:49 am
The female Galactic lingered over at Claire... for quite a long time, this drew a confused frown from Faleen, only able to see the look on Clarie's face.
what was going on?
Glancing over at TRP, and Nyx, wondering if she was just missing something.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:53 am
TRP frowned and approached the pair, "Tethys. There's other pokédexes to collect."
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 12:57 am
Something moved behind the Galactic's eyes, like some trick of the light. Her lips flexed around a word.
Then she was gone, depositing the collected machines in Deimos' hands on the other side of the cavern.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 1:01 am
Head bowed softly, watching for a moment from under her brow with a soft frown. She looked over at her Umbreon as he turned his head up to her, that had been unsettling, were the Galactics planning something?
When the Dex were given to Deimos, Faleen took a moment to hand the bag of sandwiches to Agent Nyx, folded her hands behind her back, and lifting her chin back up as she walked over to where he was going to be working so she could keep a close eye on exactly what he would be doing. Umbreon coming over, not only to be with his master, but to provide added light.
Faleen had to be honest with herself... she was interested in seeing how this was going to work. Engineers curiosity.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 1:05 am
Deimos took the dexes, not looking like he'd really noticed the tense moment. Smiling with his pile of goodies, he hopped over to a large stone and sat on it. "Could I get some light?" He blinked as Faleen's Umbreon arrived, "Oh good." He reached under his cape and pulled an envelope-sized leather case from the back of his belt. He unrolled it, revealing a long set of small tools, which he carefully arranged on a stone beside him.
Meanwhile, TRP offered Claire's shoulder a pat before returning to her position by the door.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 1:13 am
Faleen took a seat on a rock as well, giving her a good position to watch. knees closed and she leaned forward a little, watching as a very nice leather roll up took kit was pulled out, taking a moment to look over the tools he had while he organized them.
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Posted: Sun Apr 24, 2011 1:22 am
....what was that look for? What was that? Did she.. did... No, no, of course not. No, she wouldn't.. what word was that? She didn't quite catch that. Then again, she wasn't good at reading lips anyway, but either way it was extremely disconcerting. Extremely. Claire watched her leave with a frown, mind racing and trying to convince herself that no, Tethys hadn't realized anything - nothing at all - when there was suddenly a hand on her shoulder. Violet eyes slid to the elite as an eyebrow rose - did TRP know? It was more than likely, but her mind was still preoccupied on other, creepier and potentially fatal things - but she didn't say a word. She couldn't, even if she wanted to, her thoughts too focused and racing faster than an Extremespeeding Arcanine.
No, nothing was wrong, everything was fine. Tethys was just.. just being her usual, creepy self.
Zeus gave his trainer a curious look, one ear flicking as he glanced from her to the creepy lady and back. What the hell just happened?
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