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 Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 8:15 pm
Well, at least his bird was cute...
Though Palu settled in for puffing and glaring at the little thing.
Sky would not remind her what to call him, of course... but it was kind of funny and adorable that the pokemon kept saying his trainers name.
"I suppose you better have something to call me... 's Tambrey." Well, he'd find that out at some point anyway.
She looked from the bird to the bag as he kept going through it, becoming interested in what he was looking for, but before she could ask, found herself receiving a comment.
"I just told you I was in the infirmary." She replied, carefully, looking back to study Star's expression.
She suspected that wasn't it.
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2012 9:12 pm
He arched a large angular eyebrow as he studied her face more carefully, "......I suppose." After eyeing Tambrey a few moments longer he seemed to decide she must be right and looked away again, "As I said earlier, I'll need to speak with Temero. How does one make an appointment with him?"
Tambrey, like the rest of HQ, was no doubt aware that no one just made appointments to speak with Lucere. The Boss only saw people if they had important business to discuss. His doors weren't open for chats. Most definitely not for housing complaints.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 4:44 am
It was only really a matter of time, or a minuscule amount of effort spent, for Star to be able to work out that... well, (a) she'd been in that cell or (b), before that, she'd been among the Rockets who had come to the Galactic base to retrieve Nyx and gone on to help take out The Machine. However, if he hadn't worked that on out, or remained unaware, she wasn't going to volunteer the information... Though she supposed he /might/ recognize the bruises she still carried for the moment; she remembered the conversation from the Galactic brig.
How did you make an appointment with Temero? The Boss?
Uh...
"... Well you could do something really seriously against the rules and then he might personally want t' come and shoot you?" No scratch that, even if she /had/ been serious, would Lucere really personally handle it after all? She knew little about The Boss after all, even after spending so much time with his brother.
"You have to be a higher rank t' talk to him and then he's not really an 'open-door policy' sort of boss anyway..." She settled on. "Grunts don't usually get to see him." She frowned. "We're probably stuck with eachother."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 6:31 am
"I'm not a normal Grunt though." Star gestured at himself, "Obviously. I'm certain there's a way I can speak with him."
While Star pondered how best to use his amazing not-normal-grunt status to his advantage, there was a knock at the door.
"Roomservice!"
The ex-Galactic twitched, distracted from his scheming.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:14 am
Tambrey stared as Star gestured... Oh.
"... Obviously."
He really was like this... all the time then. It hadn't been -that- long since he'd been given the disappointing news and he still thought, seemed convinced... that he'd been given more than this current position.
It was almost disturbing.
The knock at the door was pretty welcome, though with yet another arrival, the grunt wished she'd known people were coming whether they be new room mates or visitors.
She probably wouldn't have chosen to look like she'd rolled out of bed, which of course was, currently, quite literal.
'Roomservice'? She smirked.
"I's open!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:31 am
The door opened and Lore poked his head in, smiling. Though his face was still a mess of healing bruises, now decorated by the occasional bandage, he was cleaned up and looked like he was feeling about 100 times better. He was also sporting his new uniform, looking a lot more comfortable in Grunt black than Executive white.
"Hey neighbors!" He stepped in, beaming. "I just got my room assignment down the hall. Aren't these quarters great?" He stepped close enough to slap Star on the shoulder, "S'exciting, right?"
Still seated on his undressed bed, Star glared up at the other man. "..it's fantastic."
Lore chuckled and offered the lanky man a black bundle, "You left this in the infirmary. Figured you might want it back."
Star eyed the bundle. It was his Grunt uniform. "Not particularly."
Lore rolled his eyes and set the uniform on the foot of Star's bed, "C'mon, man. It comes in your colors and everything." He gestured at the spindly man's red and black ensemble, "What're the chances of that? 'Sides, look how handsome they make me look." He held his hands out so Star could get a good look at his new uniform, "Flattering, right? I like the belt."
Star was giving Lore a look like he'd tasted something unpleasant.
Still smirking, Lore turned his sunny attitude on Tambrey instead, "Hey there! Y'know every time we see each other it seems to be in small enclosures." He chuckled, twirling a finger around to indicate the cozy room. "Nice drapes."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 7:55 am
She might ordinarily disagree just a little about the quarters being 'great'; they could be kind of small and you... well.. you got stuck with people.
Tambrey eyed the man who was currently refusing to accept his new uniform.
She found herself snorting a little at the suggestion that the grunt uniform came in Star's 'colours'... So they did. It wasn't something she'd have thought of suggesting to him.
"The hats they come with are pretty nice." She piped up after Lore mentioned liking the belt.
The grunt didn't really imagine they, or Star at least, would enjoy the hats so much but it was something to add.
"Well this one's an upgrade on the last," She admitted, wearing her smirk, in response to Lore's comment. "And... those are -not- my choice. Uh. Welcome to the neighbourhood though- which room did you get?"
Palu eyed the other human. Well, she recognised this one... He was definitely wearing the wrong uniform though. The bird wasn't entirely sure about promotions and demotions, but she warbled her condolences anyway.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 8:31 am
"..I don't wear hats."
"Perfectly understandable, with lovely hair like that." Lore smirked and jerked his thumb in the direction of said quarters, "27B. Rooming with Conyers. Apparently he loves black and white horror movies and he knows how to make taco shells out of ground Doritos. It's a match made in heaven."
"What is wrong with you?!" Star was on his feet suddenly, looming over Lore. "You could have been an Executive! I was there, he was on the verge of offering it to you!! Are you mentally handicapped?? Were you dropped on your head as a child? He was literally going to hand you the rank that should have been mine. And you turned it down for this??" He flailed his arms at everything around them.
Lore arched an eyebrow. He didn't seem daunted by Star's screaming. Growing up with a sibling like Lucere, it'd take more than indignant rage to frighten him.
He glanced at Tambrey, then back at Star. "I'm gonna be honest. I could explain it to you, but you definitely wouldn't understand." He offered the taller Rocket an encouraging smile, "I hope you will some day. You'll be a lot happier. So in the meantime I'll say thank you for the part you played in our rescue, Mister Sager. We both owe you." He gestured between Tambrey and himself. "And I still think you sound like a really awesome robot."
Star's eyebrow twitched. That clearly wasn't anywhere close to the response he was expecting. Frowning, he dropped his arms back to his sides. A moment passed before he straightened up and turned his eyes toward Tambrey. "..you were in the cell."
"..was I not s'posed to point that out?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 9:10 am
"Conyers... Ah, the guy with the Godzilla apron." She didn't elaborate further.
"It sounds like y' got lucky with your room mate..." Tambrey slid her eyes pointedly to Star after the comment...
To watch and listen to him ranting at Lore. She even found herself sort of half-ducking as she watched his limbs flail around...
Arceus, the man was like some sort of inflatable tube-man when he was... flaily. Which already seemed to be often.
She would keep nothing breakable at 'flail-level'.
She felt a certain amount of satisfaction that Lore just seemed to.. breeze right past the ranting, but blinked as he thanked the spindly man.
Well, /of course/ he'd know eventually, but she'd thought it would take him a little longer.
Frak. The word 'owe' wasn't one she'd planned on using around Star.
The robot comment, however, she would have agreed with.
"That was the accommodation we were given during our visit..." She confirmed when Star asked. They had seen another room or two, of course and taken part in the provided, unwelcome activities courtesy of a certain blue-haired commander.
"'S fine." She offered up quickly when Lore asked.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 9:49 am
"He has a Godzilla apron? That's amazing.."
Star sighed and folded his arms. "Well Loreven makes a good point. If not for me you'd both still be there."
"You're a God among men." Lore was still smirking, picking a piece of lint off his sleeve.
"...mmyes." Star frowned, eyeing Lore again. "With that consideration in mind.. I need to speak to your brother."
Lore looked up from lint picking, "Oh? Shiny. I can pass on a message what d'you need to tell him?"
"I didn't say I need you to pass a message, I said I need to speak with him."
Lore glanced at Tambrey a moment, "Abooooooout..?"
"About my negligently unsatisfactory accommodations."
Lore looked around the room, "S'not that bad. Once you get rid of the drapes."
"I refuse to share quarters with another person."
"Ah.. yeah. Hmm.." Lore scratched his chin, "Yeah about that.. he's.. not gonna talk to you about that. I can just.. tell you that right now. Save you a lot of hassle. Look, I don't wanna burst your bubble but.. he's not your biggest fan ever.. I don't think. I wouldn't take it personally, he's not a fan of most people.. or things." Lore tilted his head, looking thoughtful, "So far I've narrowed his interests down to salon products and Brooks Brothers..."
Star's eyes narrowed, "Stop rambling. How do I get to his office? I've seen the buttons in the elevator, there isn't one for the top floor."
"Yeah that's cause that button's in his office. I'm sorry Star.. you can't just swing by. If it makes you feel any better, if you could swing by he'd just yell at you to get out. Actually I do a really good impersonation of him, so if you want we could just create the whole scene right here."
Star grunted and glanced at Tambrey, "....I'm not sure how you survived a month locked in a cell with this ridiculous man."
"Y'know, I'm not either but I figure it was probably good practice for being confined to small spaces with other ridiculous men."
Star shot Lore a dangerous glare before turning and limping toward the window, "If you refuse to help, I'll get Lucere's attention myself. He needs to learn he can't ignore me."
Lore's eyebrows climbed upward, "Where're you going?"
The ex-Galactic plucked a pokeball off his belt, "To knock on his window."
Lore blinked, then winced, "Ooo, okay yeah that's.. actually probably the worst idea I've head in.. ever. For your own health I'm gonna urge you to reconsid-"
"Shut up." He shoved the window open.
Lore glanced at Tambrey and shrugged.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 10:57 am
"He does." Tambrey confirmed. "And.. if I recall correctly, slippers tha' look sort of like Zoroark feet..." The other aspects of his outfit, whenever she'd seen this, were for what ever reason described no further.
Of course he'd latch onto that bit.
"I suppose we would. So.. thank you for that." She conceded and offered at least a thank you.
He /was/ right about that- they did kind of owe him thanks for their rescue but she felt uneasy about the idea.
She listened then, surprised to find she could almost predict Star word for word in her mind when he asked about speaking to The Boss.
"Yes, no one should be forced to share a room with me..." Tambrey rolled her eyes a little and shook her head. "I did try to explain that to him. Your brother doesn't seem very 'open door' as much as 'three layers of granite' in that sort of policy..."
She was still sat on the bed and swung her legs a little as she spoke.
"Oh, we didn't spend all the days together." The response was maybe a little too quick; it was definitely said uncomfortably.
She still managed to quirk a smile at Lore's answer, however.
And then Star was going for the window.
Of course, it wasn't to 'get rid of the drapes', unfortunately.
"... You know, you'll hold the record for the shortest-lived room mate I've ever had... and the first one that /actually/ died." Tambrey told Star, surprised as the window opened. "I would think the man's brother'd... know him best..."
Palu started as the window was opened. /She/ wasn't allowed to leave via that window (of course neither were the other flyers, but that wasn't important) and this /new human resident/ was going to climb out of it!
She stood and frowned, then chirped a good telling off at him.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:26 am
"Thank you for your abundant concern but I'll be fine." A red beam of light shot through the open window and Scream appeared outside. Star nodded at the large bird, took a step back and, careful not to aggravate his injured leg, launched himself out the side of the building. He landed neatly on the like-colored Pidgeot. The pair performed a quick showy barrel roll, then shot skyward.
Lore leaned toward the window, "That was neat." He looked back at Tambrey, "Well I hope your next roomate's cool. Or at least less pointy."
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:50 am
Palu narrowed her eyes as the larger bird appeared. Hmph. Right, there were two new birds to share territory with and one was a Pidgeot.
She wasn't happy about that and made a note to instruct Pygi on the correct response to strange birds; declare loudly about being the dominant one in the room.
"... D'you think he was some sort of coordinator before he became...? Uh. Well anyway." She'd been referring to the barrel roll. It had seemed impressive yet unnecessary and she wondered if he'd have done it even if they weren't watching.
"I think he'll be back. We saw who he managed t' live with on that ship..."
She wasn't sure if Lucere could be as scary than Tethys, but only one of them had electrocuted and beaten her.
And Lore was very nice. He'd grown up with Lucere.
"How have y' been?" She turned her attention from the window to the other grunt now.
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 11:55 am
Lore pulled out his pokedex and focused on it briefly to type something. He looked like he was sending a text message, "Oh, I'm great! How 'bout you? Sorting out all the bumps and bruises from our holiday?"
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Posted: Thu Mar 29, 2012 12:19 pm
It wasn't a very large leap of logic to conclude; "Warning him about company?"
She wondered, now, how the two were together in private; clearly as Lucere's brother, Lore was loved and she wondered what sort of siblings they were.
What had it been like growing up to produce two who were... this different seeming.
She answered his question.
"... Yes, mostly. 'S scars and stuff." And it felt awkward to walk still and she couldn't close her eyes without -something- returning into her mind.
"Good.. to be home though."
Home. There was another place she called that.
Tomorrow, she promised herself, she would see if she could go and call.
"Sort of looking forward to being off the base still, though. Fresh air and.. stuff."
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