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Still not completely understanding why this boy fainted, Saleen stared at her Zorua, who was just as shocked as she was. They knew not of his enormous fear, and who would take a job in an organization revolving around pokemon if they feared them anyways? Ambrosia was worried she would get in trouble…but as the other’s spoke it seemed that Ambrosia really HADN’T done anything more then a simple touch. When Frost mentioned that Ambrosia wasn’t really to blame, she looked at her Zorua and sighed. “I suppose you are right. But….why did he faint?” it really didn’t make much sense to her.

Esther let out a laugh at Lindsay’s remarks. “My my…you are quite the confused pokemon. I don’t have to be born here to know what being a pokemon is all about. In fact I was born free in the wild. But pairing with humans is beneficial to us in the long run. In the wild we risk starvation and death from a stronger pokemon. Here we might be tools, but we have longevity that is less likely in the wild. No matter how ‘nice’ your trainer is. You are still a tool in their mind. Maybe not that bluntly, but you will be used, and you will fight.” said Esther as she sat calmly with a grin. This jolteon might make a big fuss, but she wasn’t worried. It’s not like she was a particularly weak pokemon.

Ambrosia however, was still young and lacked the fighting experience Esther had. And when the jolteon turned her anger to her, she was nervous. “I…I really didn’t mean to make him faint. I was just having fun with him. And don’t tell me what to do!” said Ambrosia, with a sudden burst of courage at the end. However when the jolteon ran at her with agility, she jumped back with a squeal before a black and gold flash appeared to block Lindsay. “Enough. Do not shame your trainer anymore then you already have. He is already going to get the heat for fainting over a mere touch. Do you REALLY want to make it worse by acting out? Pokemon behaving poorly will ALWAYS reflect badly on their trainer here. If he can’t handle you they will remove you! And he will be punished. Think before you act.” said Esther, standing her ground but making no move to attack. She did however give a warning glance to Ambrosia, that the warning was for her as well. She was sick of her and those two cats acting out, and she was going to put a stop to it.

Saleen quickly scooped up Ambrosia when the jolteon made a move to attack her and glared at the jolteon. “Enough you! Go back to your trainer!” she said as Ambrosia changed into a pichu and hid under Saleen’s hair on her shoulder. She really hadn’t meant to cause this much trouble…it was just harmless fun right?

(*Pokes muse for being a pain* XD

Hmm, either way would work *is no help*)

Xander just rolled his eyes and gave a small smile at Frost's terrible attempt to joke. "Mm, you do get special attention." he chuckled as he knelt by Shawn, unafraid of the fainted newbie's pokemon as he knew there were enough pokemon and other Rockets that would interfere. "He didn't brake his neck but it does look like he his his head." the blond said after a quick check, familiar enough with first aid to at least do that. He slightly moved over when Faleen came over, clearly looking for something.

Both Angel and Conrad kept alert eyes trained on Lindsay even though they stayed on Xander's shoulders, shifting with him to not get in the way. While it looked like the Jolteon was clearly distracted by the other pokemon they weren't going to take any chances.

(Haa haa, Faleen was the one that went to check on Shawn and got the Jolteon's pokeball X3 not Nikki.
As for what you want to do, its up to you, if you have something you want to do to continue it then cool, if not it can end soon and just start up a new RP XD it all works <3)

There were a lot of things that Faleen had a great amount of patience for, or usually an indifferent tolerances.
Misbehaving pokemon was NOT one of those things.
Faleen could deal with any form of malfunctioning robot, a crappy design she has to give a complete overhaul, even dealing with unreasonable people in most social situations. Pokemon on the other hand, they were to do what you told them, when you told them, and not make your look like an idiot.

This was what Faleen expected of her own pokemon, her Zorua pushed the limits of that tolerances, something she intended to work on thoroughly.
But the group of pokemon that were clearly not getting along, was pushing it. She didn't know what they were saying, she didn't care what they were saying, it was unprofessional behavior and it needed to stop.
First order of business, The Jolteon was returned into the ball once it had been retrieved.

"Calm down please, this is a public aria." She pointed out calmly,
Glancing over to the pink haired grunt when she had yelled at the Jolteon, yelling wasn't going to help calm the situation down.
"It might be best to recall your pokemon for the time being. I've alerted one of the medical staff to come take care of Shawn."

The whole time, Faleen's Zorua sat, watching with a smug little smirk on her face, paws draped over the side of the seat as her tail flapped back and forth, watching the show in front of her, it was always fun to be out of her pokeball to witness this kind of thing.

The Thundershock was true, and the food did indeed explode in Frost's face. Once the shock of being attacked by an ally's pokemon wore off, the pale-skinned man came to a realisation. He was dirty. Dirty. He was not pleased. His face expressionless, his pale eyes sharp and cold, he turned to regard the electric type. This transgression would not go unpunished.

"Skiron, Ice Beam it," he ordered his companion sharply, unclipping another pokeball from his belt as he spoke and releasing its occupant: the Spiritomb appeared with a piercing scream. "Persephone, Shadow Ball that Jolteon!"

Skiron had almost acted on his own, had longed just to unleash his power on the other eeveeloution, but he forced himself to wait those few moments to receive an order. When he did receive it, he didn't hold back; a vicious bolt of ice shot towards the Jolteon, and the Galceon snarled.

pay!> Cackling manically Presephone launched a well-aimed Shadow Ball at the enemy. She didn't care that her trainer had been insulted, but she was quite happy to go along with it if she got to cause a living creature pain.

Pulling out the handkerchief he had used to clean his fork, Frost wiped his face clean and signalled his pokemon to hold the fire as the Jolteon jumped on its trainer. "You, boy," he said to the panicked Shawn in silky tones, "will control your pokemon or I will have my pokemon beat it to a bloody pulp. Do I make myself absolutely crystal clear?" He was dirty. Dirty! He would see to it that this child was educated, personally if possible. How could anyone so ignorant have been allowed to come into possession of such a volatile pokemon in the first place? He was dirty!

Blast. She was right. He shouldn't have allowed anger and discomfort to make him act so irresponsibly. "You are of course correct Faleen," Frost nodded slightly before turning to address his pokemon. "Skiron stand down, Persephone limit yourself to Hypnosis if the Jolteon continues to misbehave." He was dirty. He wanted to go and shower. He knew he ought to go and get something else to eat but he honestly couldn't face the idea until he was clean again; just standing here and waiting for the situation to progress was hard enough.

Saleen nodded to Faleen and recalled Ambrosia to her pokeball. Esther however....stood before her trainer and Saleen didn't really want to return her...and risk the jolteon attacking her instead. But before she could consider it anymore, with the pokeball in hand, the 'trainer' of the umbreon awoke. Esther just rolled her eyes at the behavior of the jolteon. She wasn't afraid of losing to the untrained pokemon of a trainer who couldn't stand to touch his own pokemon. She just stood in front of Saleen, intent on protecting her trainer should the jolteon choose to attack.

When Shawn began to panic, Saleen chose to step closer. "Do not fear your pokemon. She does not want to hurt you, she merely wants you to embrace her. She is loyal to you, and if you don't take control of that loyalty, she will continue to make bad decisions. Don't worry, I am knew to pokemon as well. But she has potential if you can just take control." said Saleen, but she didn't get too close. The jolteon was very aggressive it seems. "You should recall her for now before she does something you will regret." she said softly as she motioned to the jolteon's pokeball.

Saleen had to admit, the food exploding in Frost’s face was very entertaining. She held back a chuckle. As wrong as it was for the jolteon to do that, showing her poor behavior, it was quite entertaining. As the other’s stepped in, Saleen took a step back. She had given her advice to the boy, but she figured he would have some punishment for what his pokemon has done..if not demotion. Hopefully basic training can teach him how to control his own pokemon…Saleen’s pokemon might be tricksters, but they also knew when it was and wasn’t appropriate.

"Shadow. I see." Pushing down the urge to just drop the conversation immediately and run to find a shower, Frost pursed his lips. "I have little truck with apologies," he went on, "I prefer... something tangible. Action. Mmh, in any case, if you do not learn to control her, the chances are they will pry her away. The labs always need new test subjects after all. If you care for her wellbeing get her under control and do it fast. If she had done to an elite what she did to me I have little doubt she would be on her way down to the basement floors already. A final two points: I am sure somebody will be able to show you the way, and no, we do not run a baby-sitting service. This is Team Rocket, Shadow, not a mothers' knitting circle. Now if you will excuse me," the pale-eyed man gave a polite nod to all present, "I am going to go and find some clean clothes."

Without waiting for a response he set off for the cafeteria's exit at a brisk walk. Once he had disappeared from view, the small man paused and retrieved his Rocket 'dex. Pulling up Xander under his contacts he typed out two words before slipping the device away again and hastening on to the showers. A few moments later Xander's 'dex would beep at him to let him know he had a new text:

Thank you.

"Lean fast then or give up your pokemon, simple as that." Xander said. Normally he would have had more patience then that but oh well, the kid had to learn. "Check your 'Dex for a map." he offered though, most attention on his roommate who left before he could get to him. He rolled his eyes with a small smile and planned on catching up with him later. The smile grew at the text he just received then, with a backwards wave of farewell, left the room, sending a text his self.

Your welcome.