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Salieri

Salieri's cheeks, which were already rosy at the thought of several embarrassing team names, became a little redder as the talk about porn continued. "I'm done!" she exclaimed, a little too loudly, as she finished setting up the Legends Crew C-Room.

Aside from Sal's, every other xtransceiver in the room would beep as they received their invitations to join the C-Room. "There. We should be able to communicate with each other now, with nobody else getting in one the line."

She looked around the room, trying to figure out how serious they all were about fighting Team Plasma. To Sal, this wasn't bravery, or heroism. It was stupid. Sure, they all had superpowers now. But how much good would coating a single fingernail in crystal do in a fight? Or having a rough patch of skin the size of an orange? None of their abilities were up to par for combat's sake yet. No, the elites of Plasma had people who had mastered Aura.

The Legends Crew? They had just gotten started. They needed training. Salieri wondered if any of them aside from herself (and, according to the kendo medal, Henrietta) even knew how to fight if it came down to it. Bill had no problem getting involved in the fray himself, so who was to say other Plasma members wouldn't do the same?

"I still can't believe you all want to do this." Salieri pointed at Henrietta. "What if Team Plasma IS at that concert tomorrow? What then, are you just going to attack them? I know they're shady, but we don't even know what they're really up to. And after last night at the banquet, people are really starting to support them. They aren't public enemy, they look righteous now. Starting a fight out of nowhere will make us the public enemy."

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Jump

Bill was right, his authority in the group wasn't going to get them a lot of information. Jump had basically drained him of all the info lower management could muster. An old base, however, was not a bad lead to start with. Depending on what kind of work was done there, they might be able to find something useful.

He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Yeah dude, sorry about that. I tripped, didn't mean to rock you." Not that he was going to take any more responsibility for that, but he felt a basic apology was in order. Jump looked over at Jackie and shrugged. If she wanted to take it from here, Bill was all hers.

Wayne

"They're not righteous." If Wayne was joking up until now, the seriousness of his tone seemed alien. "They're murderers and thieves. If something does go down tomorrow, we have to be there to prove it. Then if anything happens to us, or our families, it'll be obvious who to blame. The WG would come down on them hard."

He hadn't thought of that before. There was a definite way to get around Plasma's threat. Plasma wouldn't dare attack them if it just drew more fire. They could win this.

"Whatever happens, guys, we need to stick together. And we need proof that Plasma's no good."

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Jackie

Once the base location was confirmed, Jackie would take Jump aside and suggest that they meet there for some investigation. In the meantime, she ordered Ferox to stay with Bill and keep him 'company'.

And do whatever was necessary to stop him from escaping.

But first, she'd have to get back in contact with Zack and update him.

"Wayne's right," Henrietta said as she looked at Luka. "Our goal isn't fighting them to the end, Luka. If we can avoid confrontation we'll be fine. If we stick together, if we can coordinate we'll be even better. In Pinwheel Forest the biggest issue wasn't that we were fighting for our lives, it was that we were stuck in a burning forest with no idea where anyone was. I don't know about the rest of you but my run ins with death there consisted mostly of me sticking around to make sure all of you were safe."

Essentially, she didn't see herself as a giant victim waiting to happen. Not anymore. "We don't have to fight them, we just have to force them into the open. Ruin their plans and make sure everyone comes back safe. We're Pokemon trainers, strategy should be our thing."

Sure, they might be risking their lives, but if they could pull this off? Plasma's threat wouldn't put them in danger, it'd make the legends crew publicly untouchable. "One good win and we force them into a corner."

"But what we need now is to get into that concert." It wasn't really something you could buy tickets for at the last possible second. Helena's concerts could sell out in days, hours sometimes, and those had went on sale a while ago.

Wayne

"Admit it, Luka, you just don't wanna go to a book signing on your own!" Wayne teased, grinning, "Seriously though, how's a travel guide writer gonna offer decent advice? Unless he knows how to get the heck outta this crazy town."

Wayne

"That actually sounds like a good plan. TK can sing a duet!" Wayne had his finger up, until he thought it through, and his hand dropped back onto the bed. "Actually, can any of us even play instruments?"

He caught Lilligant's expression. Her eyes were wide and serious and she was shaking her head.

"Err, on second thoughts, I'd rather just spend the day training. It's not like we can try to anticipate everything Plasma's up to and be there all the time, right? Henrietta can scope the place out, have a good time, and tell us if they attack over the C-Room."

Henrietta stared at Wayne for a moment. Pizza? She might have money for that. Maybe. Sighing and giving in, she typed it out in the chat room.



"It's better if we're not moving around as a giant group anyways. Luka goes to the book signing, and I'll see if there's another way into the concert. The rest of you relax or like Luka suggested earlier, train." She looked over at Luka - it was their operation now.

Salieri sighed as she looked at the C-Gear. Wayne and the rest of them were having way too much fun with this thing. "Training, yes. That's the best idea any of us have had." And really, it was all Salieri wanted to do tomorrow. Not just training her pokemon, but herself. Aura was not like Kung Fu, there was a learning curve she needed to adjust to. "I saw this place called the Battle Institute near the south gate, so that's where I'll be."

She held up her xtransceiver. "And I'm fine with any type of pizza. But I'm done messaging you guys while we're all in the same room." The Battle Girl shook her head and ran her fingers through her bangs. Kids these days and their texting habits. Sal would never understand.

"Oh, Henrietta. You should take this."

Sal reached into her belt bag and produced an item ball. In a flash of blue light, a Plasma Grunt uniform materialized. They were unisex, and this one was one size bigger than what Salieri normally wore.

"I stole this off a grunt in the Pinwheel Forest. The uniform let me sneak around their platoon, they had no idea I wasn't a part of it. If Plasma does show up, this might come in handy."