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 Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:18 pm
They would? Oh good. He could put his contacts in and leave the various little gadgets and papers with scribbled bits of code that accumulated in his pockets somewhere safe.
"He probably figures he can pound anything that comes his way," Hayes shrugged with an easy grin to Repo, and tossed the can in the trash as everyone filed out of the room. "Guy's got a hedgehog that leveled a ballroom and all."
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:23 pm
 'Kind of' a show off seemed like 'kind of' an understatement to Frost. The man wore a cape. A cape. He had no words for how annoying he found that level of sheer unbridled flamboyance... Still, at least it did sound like they were going to interfere with the ridiculous man's plans. Legendaries. Was it possible that Galactic had got wind of the location of another? The forest... Well it wasn't going to be Articuno unless something was seriously odd in the world, but any legendary was an asset to Team Rocket; he shouldn't concern himself with wishing for something in line with his speciality to be procured.
"I have everything I need," Frost said with a nod to Lore, "I shall proceed to the garages. If vehicles have not already been selected I can locate two suitable ones in short order; I work down there." Not that the executive wouldn't be able to guess, given that he was utterly convinced that he had engine oil in his hair...
Humm, so who else was here? He hadn't looked around before. Tony, the man he had run into in the library. 'Brey he knew from that party, and he also recognised the terrible pink-haired woman from that event. Some of the others he had seen around base from time to time, but hadn't ever spoken to. He was pretty sure, however, that he hadn't spotted the man in the cropped shirt with all the piercings; he would definitely have remembered if he had.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:24 pm
Saleen listened, Team Galatic. What a bunch of idiots, trying to mussel in on their turf. Team Rocket was older and stronger! There was no way they were going to get away with this, especially not in Kondo! When they got the okay, Saleen got up and left for her room. She normally liked to look good, but she knew in this type of situation looks were not the main importance. She quickly changed into her rocket uniform, and grabbed a bag of supplies just in case. She loosened her bun so that the braid hung more like a ponytail, but it was folded up in a bit of a ‘loop’ so that it didn’t exceed her mid back. She then put on her hat and left for the garage. She was followed by Ciara and Esther, and had their pokeballs ready to return them if need be.
She now waited for everyone to show up and for orders to be made. She wore her messenger back over her chest, and with her uniform she barely ever wore on, it might have been hard to recognize her at first to anyone who knew her. Saleen didn’t typically wear this, she found the outfit to be horrid in fashion! But she knew it was the best choice for important business…no matter how much of a pain it may be…
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:25 pm
Oh spot on. Ten minutes was more than enough time to dart back to the cafeteria and stuff something down his gullet. A nice baked potato perhaps. As far as things like pokemon and uniforms...well lucky him, having come from a bit of personal training. All three of his own pokemon were safely hooked to his belt. And seeing as he wasn't alone in his room, of course he was in uniform.
"More like a hedgehog for a head, if'n y'ask me. Go in quiet an' low key an no one's th'wiser. Then you donna have t'go smashin' things hither an' yon t'ge' away. No one'd after ye if'n they donna know ye'r there." He nodded in parting to Hayes and walked swiftly from the room.
Exactly seven and a half minutes later he reappeared in the appointed garage, the lingering scent of potato, butter, and sour cream still hanging about him. There was nothing like a good potato before some hard work, no sir.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:26 pm
Well since they had a few minutes to grab stuff... Alexander turned and briskly walked out of the room before braking into a jog to his room. He quickly grabbed his ready bag, always keep one f you can be pulled on missions in a matter of minutes, then hurried to the garage. He already had Conrad and Zack's pokeballs with him and he had been wearing an uniform so he was all set and ready to go.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:26 pm
Demyx didn't really need to get anything in the way of supplies - he was already in-uniform and Arpeggio's pok͑éball was already safely clipped to his belt. But he supposed it couldn't hurt to grab a few extra pokéballs or some potions and revives. Revives especially, given that Arpeggio was the only pokémon he had with him in Kodo.
It was with this thought in mind that he fell into step with the others, before casually maneuvering his way over to Hayes. He might as well strike up a conversation with the Agent while he had the chance - and what better time to do so than now? It certainly helped that he'd just made a very open-ended statement that was just begging for comments from anyone who overheard it.
"Man, are you serious? I thought that was just a wild rumor!"
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:32 pm
Ten minutes, hm? At least he could change into his agent uniform. It probably wouldn't due to run about with a flapping lab coat getting caught on every tree or bush or what have you. It vaguely raised the question of how people managed a cape, and he thought to the last mission. But that was beside the point.
Hearing Hayes mention the ball room, he glanced to the blond. "Was that what happened? I think we owe him one for that then." He flashed a slight grin, thinking since he had been laid up in the infirmary for a while and Nyx spent the whole time playing a prank on him, he could take his frustration out on Galactic. Yes, it would be perfect.
Mau ran a hand through his bi-colored hair before excusing himself to grab his uniform. Since the incident in the labs with a particular charizard, he'd kept a full arsenal with him at all times. It didn't take long to change and rejoin the others in the garage. He sure hopped they wouldn't have to face another league member this time though. It was sort of a bitter thought, but hell, if they could take out Lance AND Kyogre, Galactic was going to be a cake walk.
Right?
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:33 pm
Mister Sorano Dinkley, Team Rocket Agent Extradainaire (trademark), was there all this damn time. Really, he was. Okay, no- Bodily in all effort (or as much as he could manage) was his entire form being pulled away by Executive Lore. Mind, however, was still drifting in that tempest sea wishing ever so lightly that they stop giving him missions during his rest hour. During the little relay of a giant metal arachnid (insect?) storming about in Cypruss Forest, he replied with a deft and utterly intelligent, "Errmhm!" which translated to eager ears, "Oh yes, I am totally excited to go on this mission, sir! Just make any use of me as possible!"
So! Wiping the drool from his mouth, he winced with the whole mentioning of clearing a ballroom.
"Tha' b*****d . . . " snarled Sorano, like a whee little Skitty. "an' his Shay leavin' me in a coma . . . I wan' 'is 'ead." He prompted such action by thrusting a balled fist to a separate palm. Okay, now he was ready.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:35 pm
Uniform; check.
Tambrey even had her hat on.
Pokemon; check.
Tambrey had Palu and Lasi already with her. She didn't imagine that the baby Pidgey that was her only other pokemon would have proven to be terribly useful on this mechanical bug-squashing exercise.
No, she was better off leaving Pygi at base, safe and sound.
She found that she decided that this made her ready to go really...
What else would she really need? Hm. The bag. She hurried from the room. Really she felt a bit guilty about greeting no one, but this was a mission right? Right. It was work. She could chat when she was done preparing.
The grunt hurried back to her room and grabbed a bag; within it were always things she thought might become necessary and she really couldn't think of any additions that would be useful.
She paused to stop and tap Pygi's ball, a silent apology for leaving her behind for the day, then double checked Palu's and Lasi's.
"Right.. Garages." She muttered to herself, adjusting her hat then hurrying out of the door to get there without making herself late.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:35 pm
"Heh," Hayes grinned, raising his free hand in a parting gesture as he veered off for his own - whoa, hey, guy in a belly shirt. Face like a.. face like a face full of piercings, too. (The agent's creativity was reserved for technology, not descriptive imagery.)
"Pretty sure," he replied to Demyx, heading for the elevators at a deceptively fast amble. "I didn't see it explode-" That bathroom break had probably saved his life, or at least a limb. "-but the guy definitely had a Shaymin." And a top hat. It was hard to forget the pink top hat.
"Oh, hey, hold on a sec." He threw an apologetic half-smile at Demyx and reached for his Rocket Dex, calling up a familiar contact.
"Sir? I'll be taking a long lunch."
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:44 pm
When the gang arrived at the garage they'd find two sleek black SUVs waiting for them with Lore standing beside the front one. "Forest isn't too far away if we really punch it. Fortunately the thing was spotted on the north side, so if we're lucky we won't have to do too much walking once we reach the treeline." He nodded, "Any questions before we head out?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:44 pm
"Well geeze, maybe I should start paying closer attention to all these rumors if one like that was true," Demyx said absently, laughing to himself and falling into step besides Hayes. They seemed to be heading in the same direction, but they'd probably be getting off on different floors. Damn Grunt dorms, why couldn't they be slightly closer to the dorms of a guy so easy on the eyes?
When the other blond pulled out his Rocket Dex, Demyx made an affirmative noise, careful not to interrupt. The call was probably at least somewhat important - likely to a superior or something of the sort. And he didn't need anyone getting on his a** for being an a** while someone else was on the phone with a higher-up. But once they reached the elevator, he dutifully pressed the button for the direction of the dormitories.
Once they'd parted, he'd headed straight for his room and grabbed his in-field bag from near the door. With this shouldered, he made his way down to the garage. It was mission time!
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:44 pm
Hayes off hand comment caught Panther's attention. It was team Galactic that had caused that explosion? he knew they had been causing trouble but didn't' realize the full extent.
Ten minutes was fine. "Sir" he left in short order, taking enough time to dump his hat and gather up his pokeballs and bag. He didn't think he'd need much else. Running a hand through his messy hair, Agent Panther became all business, taking the stairs down to the garage. He was already in uniform, and he waited by the cars, with the gathering group.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:44 pm
A voice came back from the speaker on Hayes' Rocket Dex.
"What?! Who gave you permission to do that?" The elite bellowed on the other end, clearly displeased with this turn of events.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:47 pm
Hayes had been ready for this, and the Rocket Dex was at a safe distance from his ear when Seth bellowed. 'Up,' he motioned at Demyx, jerking a thumb toward the ceiling of the elevator.
"Uh." Good question. "Who's that new exec?"
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