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Seth's Dark Tyranitar was just as intimidating as its trainer - if not even more so. Dark pokémon seemed intriguing, but Akemi liked her companions the way they were.. And she, no matter how loyal she was to the organization, she could never treat her pokémon as 'tools'. They were her friends, her trusted companions. They were Team Rocket members just as she was - in her opinion, at least.

The girl decided to release her red-eyed Wartortle out of its ball, and the turtle pokémon looked around silently to get a grasp of the situation. It understood this was serious and did not goof around, which Akemi was grateful for. Fushigi would have been the same, but Hikari and Rei were... a little less trustworthy, at least for the time being.

The late arrival of Panther had obviously put Seth in an even worse mood, and Akemi could not help but feel sorry for the fellow Grunt.

Rin stood just as silently as she had sat down, closing her eyes briefly in the effort before glancing around the room to take an inventory of the pokemon already released. Knowing your surroundings and all that. She didn't have the need to make much other movement, as the only pokemon she brought with her was one who lived upon her shoulders or at her side almost constantly. Seth's words made her grin, though the expression was hidden beneath the cloth across her face. Granted, the movement of the fabric's folds gave some hint to a facial change.

She nodded lightly, and the silver-hued Eevee, somewhat less dirty in the effort to be 'presentable' for an official class, hopped down from her shoulders to stand rather bristled at her black-booted feet. His expression, unlike most eevee, was far less pleased. He didn't like to be at the forefront of anything. He didn't like to be the center of attention. Unless he was hurting someone or stealing something. Thus, his ears pinned back and he sat with a disgruntled and breathy 'veeee' at Rin's toes.

Her respect was a silent one for those of higher rank, notable by her straight posture and utter silence- be seen and not heard- though it seemed a cookie-cutter respect, and certainly not one of worry or concern over the growing fury of the elite agent running the class.

Cal looked on in awe at the Dark Tyranitar. She had a vague knowledge of them but never did she see one up close. When the elite asked for them to release a pokemon, she fiddled with her pokeball some more. She was reluctant to let her Pichu out. He was cute, no doubt, but he wasn't serious and just caused trouble. But why was she here anyway? She did need to get him under control.

She noticed that the other elite had moved away from the group and didn't take out any of her pokemon. She toyed with a dangerously sharp kunai knife while she looked at the group.

With a very drawn out sigh she released Skye from his ball. He blinked and squinted his eyes, letting them adjust to the light when he saw the Dark Tyranitar. He shrank back a little, but put on a brave face. Cal looked down at him faintly happy, he hadn't done anything yet.

Soon enough, Seth had spoken up. More like yelled at another grunt who had entered the room late. She looked on as the grunt made his way up to Seth and she noticed that that grunt looked familiar. She stifled a a laugh as he went past. Skye had noticed Shade and was about to go up to greet him, but Cal quickly stepped on his tail and scolded him without a word. She looked up at Panther eagerly to see what Seth had in store for Panther.

Faleen all but squirmed in place with excitement, oh YES they were going to see this fight, she of course knew the drastic type advantage, but that added to the deliciousness of the situation.
At this point, she didn't care that it was against the Grunt, she just liked seeing Darks beating the crap out of their weaker types, at least that's what she really hoped for anyway.
leaning forward a little, she waited waiting anxiously for the first move.

Watching with a stoic expression, Seth had pulled out a Team Rocket standard issue Pokedex and scanned Panther's Gengar.

Thus, the elite was not at all surprised when Panther ordered his Gengar to do a Thunderbolt attack.

Due to the accuracy of the attack, it easily hit the Tyranitar, but caused it to do little more than grimace and growl lowly. The attack seemed to only inflict minor damage, suggesting that it was likely of an advanced level.

"Hmph. Is that the best you can do?" Seth's taunting voice rang out from the other side of the room.

Outstretching his arm, Seth then pointed towards the ghost type. "Now! Tyranitar, use Crunch attack!"

In response the dark type bellowed a roar, its aggressive nature surfacing as it was now allowed to attack. It then charged, coming at Panther's Pokemon like a runaway freight train. The floor shaking with each pounding step it took. It was faster than it looked, and before long, its maw opened only to close again in a loud crash of jagged teeth. With every intent to crush the ghost in a super effective attack. As much as one could crush a ghost anyway.

Akemi and her Wartortle watched the battle with interest. The Gengar didn't seem to have much of a chance but at least it was putting up a fight. The Tyranitar wasn't going to come out completely unharmed, at least. Seth and his Dark pokémon were merciless, it seemed. Like a Rocket should have been, most likely. Akemi knew she could never be like that... instead she would have to find her own way, her own methods of serving the organization.
Luckily she did have some natural talent when it came to stealing pokémon, at least. She was a skilled pickpocket, and unaware Trainers were easy to surprise.

Soon, she would have to go on bigger missions as well, however, and that was why she had to train. A lot. There were other people who were her age and had advanced to Agents already.. so at least she had a chance when it came to the question of age. She would just have to prove herself useful, and today seemed like a good day to start.

As Panther's Gengar used Hypnosis, Akemi turned to watch the Tyranitar in order to see if it would indeed fall asleep, or if the Dark pokémon was more resistand to such moves.

The gengar took it in the back letting out another cry, this time it was angery more then suprised. He was severly low on health, the Tryanitar's cunch severly weakening it's defences. It got away as quick as it could, sparking.

Not much could salvage the battle now, and the grunt knew it. Panther forwned to himself at the sparks but nodded, letting the gengar do what it wanted. "Shade, thunder bolt!" The elite was right, taking advantage of the opponets weakness was the thing to do. under normal circumstances he would call it off now and make for a quick excape. But that would not save him from this battle, best to go down fighting.