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 Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 9:59 pm
Izaya giggled once more, tightening his grip with his one good arm and pouting playfully as 1337 made a move to get up. "Neeeh, where are you going? I don't mind talking more about it. You like talking about yourself, don't you?" With his right arm still in a cast, however, his grip wasn't very strong at all. Not to mention he was as skinny as they came and still a good half-foot shorter than the hacker.
It was that moment Mairu chose to attack the wire attached to 1337's nose, not realizing he was about to sit up and thus threatening to dangle from said wire. She mewled in surprise and tried to scramble up his face to the top of his head as he moved, guessing that neither he nor she would have fancied him having a Purrloin as a new nose accessory.
Kururi looked visibly distraught. She had just been asked not to step on any more keys and yet now she was being asked to move while she was surrounded by them. Bracing herself, she crouched down, bunching her haunches before making a leap toward the Alakazam's shoulder.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 10:29 pm
There was a faint amount of pain that shot through his nose as the chain at his nostril was tugged by the little Pokemon. However, it wasn't anything that would cause his ever constant smile to falter. The Purrloin managed to somehow scale his face and found a place in his puffed up hair.
"I ain't goin' anywhere, Izzy-chan. I'm just sitting up." It was a fact that 1337's leg was broken, so unless the Alakazam was going to start carting him around, the Agent was stuck. He did, however, swat away the grunt's hands. "Stop acting like a horny school girl though... I know its a fetish for some... but not for me."
Though the act of jumping caused the feline to push even more keys, the Alakazam seemed okay as the dark Pokemon landed upon his rather solid shoulder. It was almost like he was wearing shoulder guards, but it was a part of his body. Now that the feline was no longer disturbing the flow of his work, he began to work on removing all of the nonsense that had been input during that miniature fiasco. However, in a quiet, polite tone, he acknowledged the Purrloin one more time. "Zam!" (Thanks)
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 10:54 pm
"Aaah? Then what are Lee-chii's fetishes, desu, desu?" the informant prompted tauntingly, tugging at 1337's shirt. The wide smirk he wore expressed that he knew very well there was nothing he could do to turn 1337 on, but that didn't seem to be his goal. Rather, by his persistent behavior, it seemed to be the opposite. 'Horny teenage school girl' was just one of his favorites because it was obnoxious to a large variety of people - perhaps even the majority, given its reputation.
According to his reaction to Mairu's stunt, pain didn't seem to set the agent off, so what did? The fact that 1337's smile didn't falter was starting to frustrate the informer. He wanted to know why, and what could. Besides the obvious ruining of his tech, though that might have just been more fun for the hacker to fix. What Izaya wouldn't have done for his switchblade about now.
"You won't tell anyone about my research in here, will you...?" he asked quietly. "It wasn't anything important; I just wanted to see if Aila had had some sort of brain trauma or mental disorder that had caused her to do what she did~ That's all." He beamed. "After all, no person in their right mind would commit suicide like that. I wanted to make sure whatever she had isn't contagious."
With his good leg, the grunt reached out to hook it around 1337's own uninjured one, perhaps in an effort to repulse him further. Whatever pain he felt in his movements and his side were completely worth it to Nakura. The fact that 1337 had chosen to sit up at all continued to humor him. "Stay with meee~" he whined pleadingly, his voice higher-pitched than usual in imitation of a clingy female lover.
The lighter Purrloin atop 1337's head crouched low, digging her claws lightly into his scalp, not wanting to fall off. "Loooin! Purrloin!" She called to her sister, noticing Kururi atop the Alakazam's shoulder.
Kururi, glad she could finally be out of the psychic-type's way, rubbed against him affectionately and gave him a quick kiss on his cheek in gratitude for his forgiveness. It was her way of speaking without using sounds, since she hardly spoke at all. She watched him for a few more minutes in amazement as he typed on the keyboard until she heard Mairu calling. At a nod from her twin, the pair jumped off their respective perches and returned mid-air to their Repeat Balls within Izaya's pocket.
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Posted: Thu Dec 22, 2011 11:21 pm
Initially, all that the grunt would get from 1337 was a cackle. However, all he'd eventually offer in regards to the matter was "Izzy-chan wants to get in my jumpsuit, eh?" There was the faintest sound of a pleased hiss as the purrloin did claw slightly at his scalp. The more serious subject that was brought up, and initially the reply was completely sarcastic.
"Totally postin' that sh*t up on the interwebz right now!" His hand was still, hinting that he was lying quite blatantly. There was a pause before he snorted out "NAAAAAAH, just f*ckin' with ya! I don't care 'bout your research..." The fact that Izaya was trying to get a guarantee from 1337 that he wasn't going to spread the word was clue enough that it was sensitive information. No matter how the grunt tried to cover it up with his playful tone, the truth was hidden in the request.
The moment his leg was hooked onto, 1337 pointed out with a finger, then tapped Izaya on the nose. "No! Bad Izzy-chan!" he said in a mocking scold.
The Alakazam nodded his head at the quick scratchy kiss, his cheeks flushed slightly. However, the Purrloin's presence was quite brief, and soon enough she had fled with another one. Now that she was gone, he was able to resume work again as usual.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 6:55 am
"Mmmhmm. 'Izzy-chan' wants to get in your nasty jumpsuit," he replied sarcastically, smirking wider. "No, no; you're too easy. Much more fun to go for the ones who pretend to put up a fight and play hard-to-get."
He stuck his tongue out when 1337 announced his lie about posting the info up on the internet. "Stop being such a tease~ You know, I really couldn't care less what you did with that information. There was a reason I used these computers instead of my own, personal laptop."
He'd mostly asked the question to see how 1337 would answer, but if he really didn't care about his 'research', then there was no harm in telling him Izaya didn't care either. He didn't want the hacker to think he had something to lord over or blackmail him with in the near future. He didn't think too many people would believe the man, anyway.
Izaya blinked as he was tapped on the nose before lunging forward as if to bite the finger that had tapped him. "Am I your pet, now?" he laughed, trying to drag the agent back down with his hold on his leg. "Don't you want to talk to me? Tell me about all the fantastic things you've done~?"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 10:31 am
Despite the fact that he was a computer nerd, he still had a decent amount of upper body strength. He wasn't a string bean, but decently toned. So even though the grunt tried to get him down, 1337 just wasn't going down.
"So easy and so complex, yes?" he asked casually while still holding that finger of his where it had been. Izaya's false n** was almost expected, since it seemed like a logical reaction from someone who seemed to like to tease and push limits. "I bet you'd like to be my pet. Have me feed ya and pick up yer sh*t every day... unfortunately... I don't think I have room in my schedule for such a responsibility."
There was a pause before 1337 added something seemingly more serious (though that obnoxious grin of his remained ever constant). "You're an informant? What fun would it be for me to tell you everything I've done when you can just look it up yourself? I would have thought you'd like the challenge of it."
The Alakazam, now that he had been able to keep working without interruption, finished up the task he had been working on and logged out of the computer after sending the file to 1337's device. Turning around, the Psi pokemon walked towards where the two men were laying about.
"...plus... I'm f*ckin' starving... so I'm leaving you, Izzy-chan. I know, you'll miss having your hands all over my hot bod.... but alas... I have to move on!"
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:04 pm
Laughing, the informant, who had next to no upper strength at all even without his injuries, let go, showing his palms in surrender. "Well, when you put it that way...there's no way I'd trust you to look after me. You don't even have underwear to remember to change~ I'll bet your Alakazam there has to be your personal nanny."
He sighed as the agent suggested looking up the info on him himself. "Even if I already know about it, it's not the same to read about a person as it is to hear them talk about themselves first-hand. I'm a people person, remember? It's a lot more of a challenge getting you to talk than to google stuff on you over the internet or infiltrating the Rocket data system. That's your department, not mine."
"I don't know how I'll be able to live without you, Lee-chii," the grunt whimpered as HaXX0rz approached them and 1337 mentioned leaving. "We should get together again sometime soon...you know, without all this 'injury' business." He nodded toward the agent's broken leg and glanced reproachfully at his own.
Grabbing for his wheelchair, he grunted as he heaved himself up and into it. "Don't be cheating on me before then. I hear that one nurse, Kofuku, is after any man she can get, hehe." He chuckled weakly. "Almost sounds like your soul mate. Just a woman."
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 12:28 pm
HaXX0rz shook his head at the mention of being a personal nanny. He did do a lot of things as of late, but there were even limits to what he'd be inclined to do. The thought of being a nanny was quite degrading. Though he hadn't been able to physically hear what had been said, as if he was trying to block out the commentary from the peanut gallery, he turned up the volume on his iPod.
"You think I don't know what information is available on me?" 1337 was grinning. "Oh goodness, if you think that scratches the surface of what I am, then you'd be sadly mistaken. However... the fact I do know that you are a people-person is why you won't get the information from me. There's no hunt in it involved for you, Izzy-baby." If there was one thing that the hacker had done an excellent job in, it was covering up the tracks of his life before Team Rocket. And now, he was challenging someone that seemed to have half a brain to dig up the clues and decipher their meaning.
It was about this time that the hacker began to glow faintly of a blue color. He was lifted up into the air almost like a toy being treated with care, his two objects he had been fussing with before being floated to his hands. The tools were left on the ground, since in all honesty, those were standard issue tools. 1337 could easily swipe more later. "Don't be mad, Izzy-chan, but I'll never be faithful to you!" The mention of the nurse caused him to laugh. "I only want The Bombshell... there are other fish in the sea, but that's the ultimate prize for me!"
The Alakazam began to walk, and floating along after him like he was a dog on a leash, 1337 followed. He might have been injured, but he was still mobile and able to do his work. From the hallway, one could easily hear the hacker shout out "ONWARD, TO THE MESSHALL!!" as if it was some sort of triumph. It was followed by the laughter of a hyena.
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Posted: Fri Dec 23, 2011 1:10 pm
"Oh, so you want me to dig up dirt on you...chase after you, in a way." the grunt mused, smirking coyly at the ever-grinning agent. "Well, I don't usually make it a habit to focus my attentions too long on any one individual, since my love is for the whole human race...but maybe I can make an exception this once. Because you insist on being so charming." A laugh. "Your secrets just better be worth my time to chase after~"
Any human whose actions he couldn't accurately predict was worth investigating; particularly a Rocket whose mystery far exceeded the shallow facade he wore on a daily basis. This would be a fun challenge indeed; the first real one in a long time.
Despite HaXX0rz' dislike of being thought of as a nanny, the way he picked up his trainer and carried him only served to support to Izaya's impression of the Alakazam's realtionship with 1337. "Nanny thinks you're talking too much, neh? Looks like it's time to go," he commented, giving a tiny wave as the hacker rose into the air. "You're such a heart-breaker~ But I guess I have all the rest of humanity to comfort me, so I'll do my best to move on."
Though he had not the slightest idea who 1337 was referring to with the name 'Bombshell', he thought maybe he could ask his partner later, or look it up. Izaya didn't think there was any Rocket with a codename like that, but someone had to know what the name meant.
"Heh...sayonara, Lee-chii," he murmured to himself as the agent and his pokemon left, grinning when he heard the other man's command from the hall a few minutes later. As for Izaya...his current hunger for knowledge overwhelmed whatever physical hunger he felt just then. He resolved to stay in the computer lab for just a little longer before calling a medical aid to return him to the infirmary, determined to at least get a head-start on his new research subject.
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