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Isadora suddenly noticed Claire nearby and was about to give the younger woman a smile in greeting, but her mouth turned down into a confused frown as she saw the concern evident in her friend's expression. "No, I don't, I'm afraid. Do you think this is about the raid?" Isadora herself had considered going on the raid, but her work was piling up and she decided against it. Had something gone awry, then...? She folded her arms in worry and shrugged in confusion at Claire. "Does anyone know what happened?"

Claire was busy nervously twisting her fingers as Isadora spoke and Lucas appeared. "I think so," she replied with a quick glance at her partner before she focused on Isadora again. "I didn't know anything about it, but I've heard some people talking and saying only just a few people came back from it.. I don't know how many went though," the agent added as she tucked a few strands of hair behind her ear. Aulus. Aulus was on it; he and Hayes, and Alba.. She didn't know anyone else. s**t.

It seemed he wasn't the only roused from his morning routine others looked just as disoriented ad him. In the foggyness of just woke up and not having had coffee he didn't register Nadja until it was too late. He snapped to his feet and edged away slowly.

A second voice caught his attention and he only gave luxury a half nod. Scooting to a wall, and away from Nadja, but not so far that he looked to be avoiding her.

Isadora nodded as Lucas joined them, giving him a polite "good morning" as he stood by them. Her attention was quickly brought back to Claire when the younger woman spoke again. She folded her arms tighter against her body at the recent developments. "Only... a few? Oh my goodness, that doesn't sound good at all!" Now feeling more and more nervous, Isadora's periwinkle eyes flicked over the growing mass of Rockets piling into the room.

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Lilith, still trying and still failing to stay awake, also scanned the crowd for any familiar faces she might recognize. She saw Faleen a ways away talking to Frost, and she saw Isadora and that other woman... Claire, was her name? talking by some older man Lilith did not know. She folded her arms and stood in silence, waiting for the inevitable announcement.

Elle looked around, but she didn't see anyone nearby that she knew. So she gently poked the person next to her--a woman with long brown hair. "I'm sort of new....do these assemblies happen often?"

The summons via her Rocket Dex was quite unexpected to say the least. Rather than delay the journey by changing out of her training clothing, the short pink haired girl made her way to the meeting spot. Kunai wore a sports bra and a pair of baggy pants that had drawstrings towards the ends, keeping the edges seemingly tied up at her calves. It was perhaps the least formal any of the others would see in regards to her clothing choice, but somehow the sour expression upon her face did not seem to relieve any nerves. In a rather testy manner, she flicked a pair of kunai knives, one in each hand.



One advantage to wearing a visor over his eyes all of the time was the fact that the dark marks under his eyes wouldn't be viewable by anybody else. However, the large yawn escaping 1337's mouth was clue enough that this was too early in the morning for his tastes. To nobody in particular, he asked between yawns "So, what's the buzz today?"

Blinking once when she heard the Pokemon's wistful little voice, not sure what to say to the Legendary.
The little pokemon seemed to notice something, and the movement draw Faleen's attention over as well, blinking when she also noticed a blond haired glasses wearing Rocket, who was obviously not Hayes,
The Jirachi seemed to come to that realization as well because it drooped back down again.

Faleen was not one that related well with Psychic types, she ignored them at best, and, they ignored her.
The fact that this pokemon was a psychic type didn't escape Faleen, but this was the pokemon of a respected colleague. A colleague that was missing.. and that idea scared her more then she would ever want to admit. Her dislike for the type asside, she couldn't ignore this pokemon, not Hayes' pokemon.

A Gloved hat pat the Jirachi's head quietly, stillnot sure what to say.

Once most of the expected Rockets had gathered Lucere entered the lobby. He'd composed himself since his meeting with Asch and was back to looking as stern and collected as ever. He approached the podium, which elevated him enough to look out over the sea of Rockets.

"Thank you all for coming." His voice was caught by a microphone embedded in the podium and projected across the room. The whole meeting had the uncanny feel of a press conference. "By now I'm sure most of you are aware of the events that transpired during last night's operation at Eterna Museum. Seven Team Rocket Agents were ambushed.. and taken by Team Galactic." Lucere's brow furrowed, yellow eyes drifting over the Rockets.

"We struck a significant blow to Galactic when we destroyed their Machine. It was an accomplishment to be proud of, but unfortunately it came with a price. Lives were lost on both sides. It would appear that Team Galactic is determined to see we pay a higher cost for that event. What happened last night was an act of revenge on Team Rocket. Myself in particular." He paused for a moment, collecting his thoughts.

After clearing his throat he continued, focusing down at a list, "The Agents taken last night were Kurt Hayden, Tyron Knox, Tambrey Greene, Shawn Darrow, Alex Hayes, Alexander Cole and, as you've known him, Loreven Smith." Lucere's eyes rose again. He was failing to hide a look of genuine concern. "Loreven's last name isn't Smith. It's Temero. He's my brother." Lucere's expression was tight. Serious. "I brought him here to protect him from enemies like Deimos, who might seek to hurt me through him, should they find out who he is. Hidden behind the rank of Executive he should have been safe here. He was never supposed to attend missions. He was supposed to stay put but..." Lucere paused again. He seemed to be having trouble composing his thoughts.

Frowning, he continued, "Team Galactic has broadcast a message to make it clear they know who they have. Loreven and the six Rockets in their custody will be made to pay for what we did.. as punishment to the rest of us. This is why, until we have them back, you all have one job. Find the current location of Galactic Headquarters. I don't care what strings you have to pull. We're going to get them back."

Lucere fixed the gathered Rockets with a glare set somewhere between anger and determination. "Does anyone have any questions?"