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(Alkurah)
On the ground, Alkurah twitched as the first drops of rain began to fall, pattering lightly in an increasing tempo. Though conscious, she was paralyzed, eyes wide and staring toward the darkened sky.

(Duhr)
The giant fish sort of sat there, even while Ire bit and filled it with electricity. It didn't show any indication of moving, attacking, or doing anything except staring. Duhr meanwhile, gave Uta an incredulous look and swatted at the pokemon.

(Jih)
The Kangaskhan attempted to counter absol's aerial ace with a mega punch, head on. The pokeon was too distracted to notice the two little fur balls attatch to it, and roared out in pain as they drained away its life energy. Jih, frozen in place and unable to move, couldn't do much to avoid the shadow ball, which promptly knocked him out, and caused him to fall in a way that made his leg bend at a strange angle.

(Kleeiah)
"NO!" Kleeiah shrieked in frustration, inches from the device only to have a purple streak snatch it away. She rounded on the male Galactics, revealing a large run in her tights as she got up - then tipped over. "Get the Commander! These are fakes!" The Galactic tore angrily at the sticky web around her ankles.

Her Pokemon, meanwhile, had issues of their own - the Gardevoir swooped swiftly out of the way of Sebastian's Bite, only to find herself ensnared with the Starmie in Mise's Spider Web, directly in the way of Eclair's Thunderbolt. The elegant Pokemon flinched visibly from the electric attack's increased power in the coming rainstorm and shivered. Eclair would find a similar wave of paralysis running through her body thanks to the psychic Pokemon's Synchronize ability.

These guards had better-trained Pokemon than the hapless grunts in the hangar. Slim arms wrapped around the Starmie in a protective coil, the Gardevoir narrowed red eyes at the group of intruders just before the sky cracked overhead in a Thunder attack from the starfish Pokemon, powered up by the Gardevoir's additional Thunderbolt. The area attacks aimed, if that was the word, for the Pokemon nearest the pair - namely Mise, Eclair, and Sebastian.

Sebastian flew by the Gardevoir and landed on his feet. He turned around ready to try again when a combined thunder and thunderbolt attack suddenly headed his way. Being inexperienced, he froze, eyes wide at the double attack.

It was difficult to tell weather he passed out from fright before the attack or the attack it’s self was hard to tell. Either way after the lighting flash was over there was a black and green crumpled heap on the ground afterwards.

Agent Panther was displeased. Before the pokemon could get hurt by another one a he recalled it, and shuffled around his belt deciding who to throw out next.

Absol might have the benefit of a strong attack, but unlike Umbreon, Absol suffered most with the weakness of his defense.
So when the attack hit him, Faleen could only hear the start of a yelp before it was snuffed out, and see her Absol being thrown back through the air toward her. the large white pokemon hitting the ground hard and tumbling to a stop.

Faleen stared, not moving from her spot, or going toward Absol, who moved slowly at first, but was trying to get himself back to his feet.
Faleen didn't want to think about what kind of damage that had done to her pokemon, and she wasn't about to end the fight there becasue of it, these people needed to be handled.

Faleen was thankful that Inigo's pokemon were there to help, This pokemon was proving to be tougher then expected.
"Another Ice beam" she told Absol, when the pokemon finally managed to drag himself shakily to his feet, claws digging into the earth, one eye closed from obvious pain.
He did as he was told though, eyes fixed on the pokemon who attacked him.
Ice Beam on the Kangaskhan.

Banette widened his zipped mouth, taking a bow to the knocked out Galactic, before he spun around New Target! Hmmm "BAN BANETTE" Banette called and swooped forward, using his Double Team to surround as many of the Galactics as he could, smirking at them darkly from all around.

Chora made a mad dash back to Luxury, white thing clutched in her teeth. Taking it, she was just about to hand it off to 1337 or better yet Kunai when the whole world lit up.

The grunt's jaw dropped. When the flash subsided, there was Sebastain, laying fainted on the ground. Trae's pokeball wiggled, and Luxury gripped it tightly. She couldn't let her out, not now.

On second thought... With a flash of red, Trae exploded from her ball. One look to the battle field and she was seeing red. They hurt Sebastian. Eyes narrowed and teeth bared, she rushed the nearest enemy pokemon with her Bite attack.

Swallowing and regaining composure, she looked around. Kunai was closest, and the head of the mission, so she ran over to her. "Elite Kunai, Chora swiped this from one of the guards." Luxury held out the white object, having no clue as to what it was but knowing it was important.

AH! that one was moving! Banette cackled, and all at once the many forms of the ghost Pokemon rushed the women Kleeiah. his now very solid body slamming his whole body into the back of the elbow that was outstretched.
Blinking at the device that she had been reaching for as he tried to snatch it away instead.

Faleen noticed that the women Banette and his double team was swarming was reaching for something. She blinked and pointed to it. "We need to take this one out!" To anyone around to help

Absol turned, at Faleen's yell, panting lightly, and lowering his head.
planning to use a Night Slash to help put Kleeiah out of commission.

Panther’s hand fell, the second pokemon was unneeded. Though Trae’s sudden enthusiasm surprised him. A knowing smile crossed his lips.

This was no time to celebrate though, he glanced at Kunai looking for the step. He figured that would be going in the building, in disguise

(Backdated. As usual. >_>; )

Izaya, having noticed Faleen's dark-eyed Absol come up beside him, smiled at it as they hurried toward the Yanmega. The grunt had suspected from the start that it might have been the fastest mech - at least of the pokemon mechs capable of flight - due mainly to the fact that the pokemon it was based off of was known for its high speed.

However, he'd left the choice up to his superiors yet again. He hadn't wanted to say anything when he knew so little about the Galactics and then be blamed for poor choices later. He liked to know everything about a particular enemy before he started making speculations. It seemed the only reason they had chosen the Yanmega over the normal-looking black jets was simply its capacity to carry more Rockets, anyway.

If Nakura felt any gratitude toward his partner for sending her Absol to help him, he didn't express it. His pride had been wounded enough from having had Panther's ghost finish off a Galactic for him. So when Faleen brought the man's bleeding cut on his side to his attention, Izaya looked down at it, as if noticing just how much crimson was soaking his Galactic uniform for the first time.

"Ah...you're right," he said absently. "I'll be fine. Looks like there are others who need attention more critically than me," he added, glancing about at their gathered group of battle-worn Rockets. "One of them caught me by surprise is all," he chuckled, noting the frown on her lips. It was embarrassing enough to have had to sustained the attack. He should have been more alert. Why had he been so engaged in trying to communicate with Celty?

"You handled your pokemon extraordinarily well," Nakura complimented his partner, though he knew it would probably mean little coming from him. He was no expert in pokemon himself, nor was he even her peer in rank. Still, the way she had handled her Sharpedo, even as he had rushed at her with open jaws, had certainly been something. He felt lucky to have a partner so experienced with pokemon; especially those of the dark temperment.

"Everyone did. That was definately entertaining." Bonnie and Clyde's little show and been especially amusing, as had many of the other Rockets' pokemon. They had all done really well. Perhaps they were more reliable creatures than Izaya had originally given them credit for.

From the view provided by one of the red-tinted windows onboard the Yanmega, Nyx seemed to be having a little chat with the man called 'Star'. Though as soon as their business was concluded, his lights were immediately punched out. It was almost a shame. Izaya would have liked to chat it up with him a little, but that didn't seem very likely given their chosen alignments and the circumstances their teams were under. Ah, well. Perhaps another time. Who knew what the future had in store for them all?

Stepping aside as Faleen greeted the elite agent with a smile, he turned to find a place of his own in the Yanmega craft. It would be a long journey to Johto, after all. Though he had never before left Kodo, he knew the trip would be lengthy time-wise from the numerous maps on the reigons he had studied in the library.

There seemed to be a lot of interesting pokemon from that particular reigon. In fact, if he wasn't mistaken, Johto was the place he'd read that the Red Gyarados experiment had been conducted at the Lake of Rage. It seemed Galactic wasn't the only team that had found that particular reigon enticing; Team Rocket seemed to have had their fair share of past plans carried out there. How intriguing.

Upon hearing 1337's and Elite Agent Kunai's exchange outside, Izaya wondered vaguely why the pink-haired higher-up didn't just leave the hacker to his own devices. If he didn't want to come with them, why should she bother? They could just leave him here if he was going to be stubborn. Really, why did the short woman put up with him?

Again, he wondered if there was any romantic relation between the pair. He'd already spotted more signs than he'd cared to see of romantic feelings that teammates had for each other on this mission. It made him want to laugh. He wouldn't forget any of those intersting little tidbits any time soon.

Speaking of which, Hayes and the scarred man where laughing it up again. Scarface seemed to be forcibly attending to Hayes' injury, almost man-handling him as he did so. Izaya found himself staring at them. He was glad Faleen hadn't done the same to him, but still.

There was something he envied about the relationship those agents had. They seemed genuinley concerned about each other's well-being. It was a weakness in a way, that concern for another...but wouldn't it have been...less lonely?

Izaya turned to spot his recruiter; the one who had one-sidedly declared him her fried just a few days prior to the raid. He still hadn't really quite understood what that had been about. She knew she could be used; that she was exposing a weakness by confirming that she cared about him. She'd experienced all that before.

But why, then, did a young lady like her so well-versed in the cruel ways of the world still want to make herself vulnerable? He just didn't get it. Aila was still just as much a mystery to him as she'd always been. Turning back around to face forward in his seat, he sighed, crossed his legs and folded his arms. Ouch. He had to mind that cut to his side. As for his pokemon, Nakura knew they hadn't been involved enough in battle for him to worry about any wounds they might have gained.

Surprisingly, Faleen came to his side not long after they had started moving,equipped with a first aid kit though she appeared to have suffered no extensive damage herself. Nakura could only assume she meant for the kit to be for his cut, and he grinned at her in spite of himself. Of course; they were partners. It was their duty to look out for each other, whether they cared about each other personally not. Why had he gotten so worked up about Hayes and Scarface earlier? It had been the same partner relation for them. Nothing more, nothing less.

"Thank you," he said gratefully at last, accepting the kit to tend to his cut before she went to offer Mau her pliers. He was glad she was needed elsewhere; to have had to keep up witty banter with her as Hayes and his own partner had been doing would have just been embarrassing. He respected Faleen, but they didn't seem to have much in common and, thus, not much to converse about.

Izaya had seen his high school friend Shinra tend to his wounds enough times to know how to use a basic first-aid kit. By the time he had finished and put everything away, they were already at their destination. The Yanmega really had proved to be fast, after all.