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Frost nodded to Xander - his usual smooth cool exterior back in place - before turning to face Seth with a faintly puzzled expression. "Sir, I have a... That was an expression of disgust, wasn't it? Apologies. Very well, as you wish, I will conduct myself with more restraint in future." The tall man probably wasn't listening to him but he felt he ought to give a proper response nevertheless... Incidentally - thought a faintly annoyed part of Frost's mind that was well hidden from the world at large - you are a fine one, sir Porygon hurler, to be criticising other people's beheviour management. Still, that was the privilege of rank he supposed.

Both her partner and her newly-promoted recruit (the only who seemed to enjoy making things difficult for everyone else, it was important to note) had gone on on the mission. Two people that she considered herself at least partially responsible for had been completely and thoroughly removed from her sight, and that was incredibly frustrating. Asch was capable enough to take care of himself, of course - granted Izaya didn't do something ridiculous to blow their cover. Aila kept her patience by reminding herself that the grunt had undergone basic training twice on top of previous experience as an information broker and certainly wasn't as stupid as he often made himself appear.

She sated herself by keeping up with the news reports streaming on the internet. Things seemed to be going relatively well. When various sources began to indicate that the criminals had made their escape, however, she quickly grew restless. She waited for a time to see if Asch would return to the neighboring room but quickly gave up in favor of seeking out the mission team herself. The recreational facilities were always a favorite place to unwind after the harrowing trials of raids, and so that was the first placed she opted to search.

And her assumption paid off. Where the first thing Seth noticed was Frost's and Xander's act of intimacy, Aila couldn't help but take note of the sight of Izaya being seized and lifted like a child over a trainee's head and dumped unceremoniously over the back of the couch. A rare and fleeting smirk betrayed her amusement only momentarily before vanishing, replaced by a more restrained expression. With a respectfully acknowledging "sir" to the executive and "ma'am" to the elite, she moved to a place relatively near the couch to address Izaya, who had apparently been swiftly quieted by Seth's appearance, "Welcome back. No explosions this time, I should hope?"

"It's admittedly difficult to maintain stealth once a trainer becomes even faintly suspicious of your intentions," she replied with a partial shrug, folding her arms behind her back. "If you don't have a means to disable them right off the bat, they'll fight back." One of the reasons she had been so pleasantly surprised to find that her Cottonee was able to use GrassWhistle, especially since Fleur was much too large to stealthily use her Sleep Powder anymore. She regarded the presented pokeball momentarily, considering the various responses she could give before choosing one, "I'm happy to hear the mission went well, but you've got a ways to go if you're looking for praise."

"Then I found a means to disable them right off the bat. I didn't know no one else would," he defended with a self-satisfied smirk. "I mean, it did help that I picked a target I knew and thus had no problems getting her to trust me, but it was a pretty flawless steal if I do say so myself." Ignoring the part about her other stupid pokemon decided to come out and chase me back to the vans, of course. He laughed at her last remark before putting his stolen pokeball away into his pocket. "I think your words are probably all the praise I need, Aila-chan. I can accept that."

Looking over discreetly as Nyx spoke to Seth, Nakura watched in silent anticipation of how the Executive would react. He mused over Nyx's casual explanations as she seemed blatantly more interested in watching the television. She obviously wasn't afraid of Seth, and though Izaya hadn't exactly found the tantrum-throwing Rocket to be frightening either, he wondered why the Elite didn't fear some repercussion for her lack of formal respect. Rather than Seth himself, it was troublesome to deal with the amount of power he now wielded.

With a chuckle at Nyx's tossing the Dodrio at Seth, Izaya fought the very strong urge to take his own stolen pokeball and 'carelessly' lob it at the Executive's big head.

This was seriously not. FAIR!!! How come Trainee's can't go on raids huh? Oh yeah, that's right...

Some one had to clean the shitty bathrooms otherwise the whole headquarters would stink...

Seriously?

Ally walked into the rec hall, trying to celebrate the raid she was NEVER apart of, when she spotted her cousin locking lips with some short blonde guy. She raised her brow in question, but paid it no mind, who was she to judge her cousin on who he swapped spit with? She looked the blonde guy over, deciding that at least he looked good. She hoped they would do the lip locking again when some brown headed neanderthal told them to get a room. Really? Someone's homophobic...

When they stopped she was disappointed yet again, but at least this was the time she could bug and tease her cousin about his little lip adventures. Hopefully the guy didn't have an STD...She looked to Xander with a thinking gesture and decided that the best way to annoy the hell out of her dear cousin would be to jump on him. But how?

"Lightbulb...."

Without warning, she weaved her way through people and waited till she was close enough and jumped on his back with a grin.

"Xander! Dear cousin! How was your lip locking adventure?"

Oh the joys of being small and short...Well, short at least. She already knew she was far from small...

While Seth wasn't a homophobe, he was a straight as they came. Even so, if it had been a man and a woman kissing in the rec room, he would have said the same. The Executive didn't care for public displays of affection, at all. He didn't do it and he didn't like seeing it. He also considered putting a stupid grunt in his place by throwing a Porygon very different from practically making out in a public space. Thus, Seth was no hypocrite in his mind. The apologies from the pair didn't gain a response from the Executive though, and Izaya was shot a glare when he suddenly burst out into laughter, but that was all.

Seth stood there with folded arms and a disapproving frown as Nyx tried to lean over to see past him. He was not impressed, but made no fuss of it... yet anyway. Still, he listened to what she said, about to comment on Asch's lack of ability due to the fact that he got stabbed... until it was revealed that he had stolen two Pokemon. Still, one injury wasn't bad considering how many past raids had gone. But the fact that there was one that didn't steal anything, and that many of them had been lazy... did not bode well with him.

"And what do you plan to do about it?" Seth asked as he caught the pokeball and looked at it with disgust. A Dodrio? Seriously? What the hell did he want with a goofy three headed bird? This one would be going in storage. Forever.

Jerome let out a grunt of a chuckle at Izaya's wordy reply, returning his own silent reaction as his black inked eyes glanced to the pokeball in his hand.
"Who?" he asked, looking back over to the informant

Someone else walked into the room, someone very well, and from the uniform... that was someone important right? might be, the uniforms tended to take on a more stuffy look the more important the person.
Jerome eyed this man as he walked over to the tiny human with poofy hair and start demanding information about the mission.
Jerome didn't pay much more mind after this, glancing over as Izaya moved to sit down in front of Jerome instead.
The gangster had no problems with where Izaya chose to sit now, leaning forward a little to rest his elbows on his knees.
"Who's the suit?"
The ending of his question was nearly cut off, when once again, something... well, more like someone hit him. tumbled against him, off of him, and down into Izaya on the floor.

"Woh!" Once again, dark orbs widened in surprise, pushing himself on his feet and looking down at a blond man, with a girl on his back.
"Starin' to think this couch ain't really a relaxin' place to sit." He said, Though reached a strong, slightly scared hand out to help the boy up off Izaya.

Faleen blinked when Seth was suddenly walking over to the group, but said nothing as he continued to ask Nyx about the mission, looking between the Elite and the Executive as Nyx explained in a little more detail about how the theft had gone.