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 Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 12:49 pm
"Yes, sir" Seth replied before cutting the link.
He then turned to the Rockets that were still inside the hangar. "Get the Galactic's location immediately! Contact me if you find anything."
With that he briskly headed for the exit and to the elevators, which would then carry him to the uppermost floor.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:04 pm
When Seth arrived at the top floor Lucere was waiting. Being one of the few agents at Team Rocket who'd had multiple visits with the boss, Seth would no doubt recognize his current state as abnormal. He looked tired. There were at least three mugs on his always-pristine desk, his suit was missing the jacket vest and tie, leaving him in dress slacks and a white button down shirt, and his hair was unbraided. He wasn't unkempt by any stretch of the imagination, nor was his office at all a mess, but by the Boss's typical standards, he was out of sorts. The hunt for the missing Rockets had been his only focus for the last week and he was losing sleep over it.
When the elevator doors opened he stepped around his desk and approached the Elite, "What did you find?"
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:10 pm
The sight that awaited Seth certainly took him by surprise. The elite was slightly stunned as he walked into the office, and it took him only a moment or two to size up the situation. His stoic expression turned into a frown.
I see. I understand.
When Lucere spoke though, the elite straightened his posture and launched into his report.
"Sir, the confiscated Galactic jet picked up a distress signal. It was broken up, but from what we could understand, there was a massive explosion in the Galactic stronghold. As we speak, I have the best agents trying to pin point the location of that explosion."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:30 pm
Lucere nodded, "We don't have time to ready a mission team.. get a scouting team out there. If they find the airship, don't lose it. If they don't find the airship they had better come back with useful information." Though his tone was that of a threat, Lucere looked distracted. On all previous visits he'd held Seth's eyes with an assertive gaze. Today his focus was distant.
A moment passed and he returned to his desk, where he picked up a piece of paper. He turned and offered it to Seth. Something in his expression had turned cold and murderous. "These were transmitted to us last night. Find something, Seto. Do not return to me empty handed."
The paper contained grainy images of Lore beaten to hell.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:37 pm
Seth certainly agreed with that sentiment. There wouldn't be much time until the location was completely vacated. A scouting party was a good idea, and he had a few people in mind for it.
When Lucere held out the paper, Seth took it and narrowed his eyes at the images. He could see the look in his leader's eyes, and if it had been his own brother... Seth would have felt exactly the same way.
"I won't," Seth said resolutely, crushing the paper in his hand.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:47 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:54 pm
With information passed to the communications team Frost moved over to join Faleen. "Media, social and otherwise, will be monitored around the clock and operatives off base on the job or out for recreation have been alerted." Now what should he do? Faleen was trying to get a trace on the signal they had received and there was no point in him trying to butt in there. He needed something else to do to be useful.
After a few moments of pacing up and down tapping his fingers in agitation he hit upon a useful task and pulled up a map of Kodo on his Dex. Opening it for editing he started to mark out search quadrants that could be assigned to operatives as and when they turned up looking to help. It would be like finding a needle in a haystack, but they had to try and if Faleen couldn't get a trace then having maps ready and waiting with manageable chunks marked off was the best they could do.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 1:54 pm
Seth nodded and turned to leave, although he paused for a moment halfway to the elevator. "Coming from one who also has a brother, sir. We'll get him back, all of them. I swear it."
Galactic had first killed one of Seth's favored agents, and now this. They would pay for what they had done.
Without waiting any further, Seth continued to the elevator and made his way back down to the tech floor where hopefully he would get some good news about the location of that explosion.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:06 pm
Seth received no answer as the doors slid shut behind him.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:08 pm
Almost immediately after Faleen had sent a message to her, she would receive one from Claire in return. "I'm scouting alone. What kind of smoke and how much am I looking for?"
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BlackFireKitsune Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 2:33 pm
Rory entered cautiously. This was the first time he was approaching the other agents, but he wanted to help in any way he could to retrieve the captured Rockets.
He walked up to the female agent. "What could I do to help, ma'am?" he inquired.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 3:37 pm
The typically quiet offices on the first floor of the base were abuzz. Distress signal from Galactic? Looking for smoke? Getting scouts and orders out to the field? Messages and paperwork were coming from and going to just about every department Team Rocket had to offer.
Talk about organized chaos...
"Sir!" Alba called out to the Agent working as his semi-supervisor for the time being. "Is there anything I can help with?" This was a chance to find and get the others back. He didn't want to waste it by being useless. With his lack of technological knowledge, though, he was worried he would be exactly that.
Looking more than a little frazzled, the Agent stopped short to address the man in the cheap, folding blue wheelchair behind a desk. "Just... Keep working on whatever printouts you were doing before." Judging by the amount of fidgeting and crinkling of the file in his hands, this Agent hadn't had much excitement to worry about in a long while. "Or if you finish that, go find another department that can use you." With that, the Agent hurried away.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 5:16 pm
When Claire replied to her, Via Porygon relaying the message Faleen lifted her Rocket Dex, having Porygon get back to work.
"We have reason to believe that the Galactic airship had a large explosion. I'm sorry I don't have more details then that, but either smoke, or pieces of wreckage that fell to the ground."
Faleen and her two robotics grunts worked as quickly as they could without making any mistakes, Porygon answering any commands that Faleen gave him, but not able to do nearly as much as he could within the Galactic jets, it wasn't formatted for him to be able to freely work in like he could a lot of Faleen's tech. But he did what he could with the information he was receiving in his data pad.
When Frost came over she did glance up, listening to his update and nodded with a soft smile.
"Sounds like the whole base is getting to work quickly, good."
She didn't know what Frost could do at the moment, but when she saw him bringing up a map of Kodo, she perked up, smiling and nodding, "Good idea, that will help,."
Faleen wouldn't be able to help out in the field, sure she could get on Charizard and look, but she belonged here, in the lab with this Jet and with her fellow tech's this is where she could do her best trying to find something, anything.
She heard someone walk up to her and asked if he could be of help somehow.
When she glanced over she was faced with a Grunt who she did not recognize.
"Unless you are skilled or familiar with any of our tech there isn't anything you can do here."
She felt bad not looking at him while she talked, her hazel eyes were instead turned down to her screen as she worked.
"We need field or web monitors to look for anything, or help with the supplies. It would be best if you reported to your Elite supervisor."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 5:42 pm
After spending several minutes on the top floor, Seth soon returned, heralded by stomping boots across the hangar floor once he'd passed through the door. The HQ was in a frenzy and people were dashing here and there trying to assist in locating the Galactic base. He had to dodge a few hurried bodies on the way through the tech halls.
"Have you found anything?!" Seth barked as he made his way over to the jet, first stopping to check with Faleen to see if she'd managed to trace that signal.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2012 5:52 pm
The voice of Seth carrying across the hanger snapped Faleen's gaze up.
"No Sir." She replied, standing, but leaving the two grunts to continue with their new plan.
"If we had been monitoring during the time the message was being transmitted we might have been able to more easily, but not with it dead."
She lifted a hand gently. "We're working on something different though, trying to find the frequency, I'm guessing its an open frequency the Galactics use, if we can tap into it if its being used, maybe we can narrow the search down."
This was beyond her skill though, "I've called in some of the hackers to assist me."
She knew of a couple of the Agents Hayes spoke highly of, even though her first choice would have of course been to get Hayes on the job.
"The moment we find anything, you will be the first to know Sir."
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