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"Ah, tha' same has been with me." Sorano replied. "Same ole' song an' dance by bullets to tha' feet. Them higher-ups 'ere sure know how ta slug a barrel ta ya 'ead if ya do 'em justice. Sometimes I can't stan' 'em." Suddenly, his squinted gaze fell on Lore. "No offense er anythin', Lore, man. Yer pretty much tha' only lax boss man in this joint." His thoughts fell on Kunai for a moment, which caused him to shiver. NEVER AGAIN.

Turning back to Lilith, he flicked an index finger up to the moon. "Bingo!" he nodded in elation. "This be the same guy," and he patted the blond's back. "Adrian Moose, er how I like ta call em', Moose."

Another smarmy little grin followed by a wink. Sorano was much too out of it to notice that his best bud was making moves at his girl four feet away. No one said far away flirting was impossible.

Ah-ha... So this was the fabled Moose! Well, Lilith certainly didn't expect to meet him here, of all places. What a pleasant surprise this was. ...Okay, perhaps it wasn't really pleasant, per se. More like unexpected. The word 'pleasant' generally meant enjoyable, and Lilith, although she'd never admit it, especially to Sorano, didn't feel like her meeting with Adrian was terribly enjoyable. She wasn't entirely blind to all social cues, and from all of the smirks and smiles and winks she was getting from Moose, she could tell that he was being a little too friendly. She tried to shake it off, though. No need to get worked up over nothing, right?

With that in mind, Lilith looked over to Moose, who was sitting a short way away. A grin and a wink from him, and the Agent frowned slightly. Was he... trying to flirt with her? Really? Didn't he know that Sorano was her boyfriend? "Well... It's nice to meet you, Adrian. Or, would you rather I called you 'Moose?'" She still wasn't sure about the whole name thing.

Lore spoke again, and Lilith looked back up to him. At his query about upcoming events, she merely shrugged. "I haven't heard anything recently. Kind of a shame. It's not like I get told much either way, but..." It really was a shame, now that she thought about it. She did so poorly on her last [and first] mission, and she couldn't help but wish that a new one would come up soon. She wanted to try to redeem herself, if at all possible. With any luck, all of the training that her Pokemon had gone through would pay off...

"Mm.. well that makes two of us." Lore mumbled in response to Lilith, poking at his sandwich with a bored expression. "A place like this ought to have more excitement to offer its members. Half tempted to drum some up myself. When's the last time anyone heard from Galactic?"

Faleen was not one to blatantly eavesdrop, but the topic of conversation happening in the table just across from where she was sitting, had caught her interest.

Hazel eyes lifted, as the data pad she was reading over was lowered closer to the surface of the table.
Her lunch already finished, just enjoying a few more moments of sitting down before she would go back to work on a project she had been in the middle of on her rare day off.

This had not been the first time she had seen an Executive down in the common cafeteria room, especially not for this particular Executive. It confused her somewhat, but she certainly didn't have a problem with it, she saw the Executive level, she would think after a while of staying up there, piled on with as much work as they must be given, a cafeteria full of people would sound pretty nice.

"As far as I know the last time the Galactics made any kind of appearance was during that lovely day they trapped us into the mines with them."
She certainly had an edge of sarcasm to her words that indicated that it had been a fun event.
She had heard Frost telling him about that failed before it even started mission earlier.

"Someone from surveillance might have different news, they have been in charge of monitoring for Galactic activity, but from what I've noticed, there hasn't been a peep from them."

It was both a relief, and a concern, on one hand, they didn't have to deal with Galactic anymore, Faleen herself had not seen one since the disturbing realization that the Galactic boss was... an impossible genius.
But on the other hand, what could they be cooking up?

The two pokemon, clearly his, and who she remembered seeing the last time he was down here created a moments distraction.
calling for his attention before they scurried off on their own, further into the hall.

Faleen's eyebrows arched slightly, wondering to herself for a moment what they might be up to, but when Lore's turned back to her, she returned her attention, and continued.

"I was, yes sir. and I suppose 'interesting' could be a way to describe the experience." She slid a finger over the tablet in front of her, seeming to put it to sleep.
"It was insightful though, yes, we learned quite a bit about that Deimos and his team, as well as the G-ball he made."
She hesitated for a moment, looking thoughtful before she seemed to come to a realization.
"If I recall sir, it was the team you led that retried that particular piece of tech,"

Faleen's cheeks pinked a little, the straightness of her shoulders faltering ever so slightly.
It had been a while since that project had been shut down, and they had learned that Deimos had bested them by a large margin. And while she accepted it after a time and kept going, it still bothered her deeply to think about.
"Ah well. I'm afraid that won't be happening anytime in the near future. What exactly we learned from the Galactic leader lead to the realization that its quite... impossible to duplicate without extremely significant scientific breakthroughs."

Her gaze broke away from him to glance off to where the yelling came from. Guessing she knew what was happening there.
Pokemon of an Executive, just let then have the skittles...

"The project is closed until we have the means to continue, though another Agent and I have been working on a much... smaller scale of the G-ball"
She explained, with a shake of her head, as she looked back over to the Executive.
"Nothing in comparison to the G-ball"

Though normally one to avoid crowds, Claire couldn't help but notice a few familiar faces surrounding what looked like.. an executive. One she hadn't seen before. Why was he in the cafeteria? Certainly execs enjoyed a more private lounge or something with much better food..? Oh well. She carried her tray over, a Glaceon resisting the urge to weave around her trainer's legs as she followed, and then halted near the table but refrained from sitting yet. "Hello Frost, I haven't seen you in a while. How've you been?"

Alexina twined around the legs of Frost's chair, peering up at him with a questioning churr. Skiron?

Oh, but there were a few others she recognized too. "Hello Lilith, Faleen," on which her gaze lingered a bit longer than the others, "Sorano, and..." ..why did Sorano look like he'd lost a fight with a mallet? And who was that smarmy-looking blond near him? Oh well. She offered him a polite nod before turning to the still unnamed executive. He did seem a little - what was the word? - relaxed, or perhaps just lax. She couldn't imagine Seth hanging around with a bunch of the lower-ranking members of Team Rocket. "I'm agent Claire, and I'm sorry but I don't think I've seen you before, sir--?" She let the question hang there - your name? - without actually asking it. It probably would've been better just to ask outright, but with so many others there who seemed like they did know him, it left her with a vaguely uncomfortable feeling.