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 Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:04 pm
Roserain 
He heard a familiar voice from inside the stalled wagon.
“Riza!! I’m not sure, there was an explosion. I think we’re at the mines, but I don’t know anything more. Are you alright? Is everyone in there alright?”
Trist was pawing the ground nervously, looking around as if he was expecting an attack. 
"Yeah...I think we're all fine...an explosion?! It's the Rockets, isn't it?"
She stared at Trist, "I know...this isn't a really good time but....you caught a pokemon? That's awesome!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:04 pm
Kira smiled and little and looked up at Adele. "Don't say that, or more things will happen to us! Murphy's Law is alive and well, after all." She ran a hand through his hair. "Are you alright...?"
Oh, how Fuyuki would barf if he could; this was getting disgusting.... That's when his attention was turned to the grunt, and a evil look came in his eyes. Peeeeerfect. Growling deeply, he began to walk up to the Grunt, his lips pulled back to show his fangs. ~You'd better run, human~ He barked out in Poke-talk.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:04 pm
Duelist of Pokemon Don't attempt to stop- HEY! LISTEN TO MY THREAT! D< As the trainers dashed about trying to get everything back under control, a loud rustling and a string of curses came from the bushes just off to the side of the first wagon. After a few moments, a lowly Rocket Grunt pops out with a weird, laptop-like device clutched in his hand. He coughed and wiped away the soot clinging to his uniform and face.
Why did the boos have to go through such extremes? Using the Electrode was a bit extreme in his mi- AH! Startled, the Grunt did a dramatic finger point at the trainers. The enemy! Now was a prefect time to show off his value to the gather group!
"HEY You....um....BRATS! DOn't even bother continuing to move onward!" His evil display was pathetic...it was clear this guy was a lackey....
"um...uh....OH YEAH! We shall gather what is in the mines! GO BACK AND WEEP IN THE CITY! FOR TEAM ROCKET SHALL PREVAIL!"
Okay...this is odd....Either can listen to his rantings or continue with whatever you needed to with helping the carvan. You can even tell the guy to shoo. Your choice. "I AM GONNA RE ARRANGE YOUR FACE!" Mis tightened her gloves a she ran towards the rocket grunt. he seemed scared and weak, it should be easy enough seeing as he called out no pokemon.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:05 pm
((I figured it wasn’t, but I had to try xD; *huggles Nyght*))
He could hear a voice ringing out from way up ahead. He looked at Riza for a moment with a half smile and a nod, there would be time to talk in a bit, and then motioned he’d be right back. Urging Trist to the first wagon, he jumped off the Girafarig and ran up to the grunt, ignoring the aching in his muscles as his anger carried him forward and his arm pulled back as he punched the grunt full in the face.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:05 pm
Alastair peered curiously at the Rocket that just emerged in his path, looking rather like a butterfly expert who had just discovered a rare butterfly trying to wave a little net at him. It was just so… pathetic, but you had to watch anyway. Hmm… the idea of capturing a Rocket member and interrogating him a bit was rather tempting… too bad Alastair didn’t have a lasso with him.
“Yes, I can see. You’re clearly very important to the team, what with being out here and everything…” hey… maybe he could even fool the grunt into thinking he was on the same side! How perfect would that be?
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:06 pm
He followed after, not about to go sneaking towards where the Rockets were stationed all by himself.
He was thankful Yero hadn't given him away, after all. He was out there to make sure they didn't get themselves overwhelmed. He wouldn't have Yero and Carter running off to get hurt alone.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:06 pm
Kali blinked at the grunt that jumped out of the bushes. She glared daggers at him while crossing her arms. "You should be the one weeping. Don't you realize what you're up against? And who do you think you're calling a brat?"
As if to make the point clear, Ziku hopped to the ground in front of Kali and started shooting sparks.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:06 pm
 Meeka laughed at the Rocket who put on a dismaying appeal to look evil. "Hehe, what a sucker!" she laughed.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:07 pm
Saspra looked over at the grunt and almost burst out laughing.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:07 pm
"Hey!" Leta glared at the Rocket grunt, but after a few moments of listening to him speak, it became clear that he wasn't a threat.
"I say we just ignore him and move on..." She said, looking a bit confused. "If he's here, the rest can't be too far off." The color drained from her face slightly at the thought, but she refused to give in to her fear. She had missed out on far too much action to bail out of this now. It was now or never for her.
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:07 pm
 Sunnie didn't even bother to talk to the lowly rocket grunt - her and Vitesse just galloped right on by him. What was he going to do, really?
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:07 pm
Faraon's nose twitched and he jumped out of the wagon, letting out a loud roar towards the idiot grunt.
Lock sighed. "Oi! Shoo! the one that should be going away to weep should be you, you sorry excuse of livng thing!" The healer growled from the wagon, in reality, he just wanted Faraon to come back, but he wouldn't stop the feline if he wanted to kill the little runt.
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Adele smiled and nodded. 'I am okay!"
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:08 pm
The rocket ignored all the trainer's comments and actions, he was busy typing away on his laptop. After rapid typing at at least 100 words per minute, the rocket pressed the enter key triumphantly. Three ghostly balls of light surrounded him.
"Go! SHUPPET!" He commanded. One of the whispy balls of light formed into a shuppet with a black ring around its body. The rocket typed "shadowball" on his laptop and pressed the enter key again.
The shuppet's eyes glowed red as it created a ball of black energy and launched it at the wagons. It seems that the shuppet is being controlled...maybe you can still throw a pokeball at it?
((THROW NAO 8D ))
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Posted: Wed Aug 06, 2008 1:08 pm
Oh great, and now some squeaky little punk was outside. Maybe roughing him up a bit would take his mind off the throbbing in the back of his head.
Slowly pushing himself up, he got himself over the wagon's side, and wearily walked up to the rocket grunt. Grabbing him by the shirt collar, he gave him a glare colder that Snowpoint Temples, and spat in his face, before walking to where everyone else was, still rubbing his temples.
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