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 Posted: Tue May 20, 2025 9:24 pm
Darksol88 At least, until it was noticed that Crystal was sitting up for once and speaking. "Mew! ...mew, mewmew mew." Crystal might be able to make sense of the Mew's words, unable to really answer the question but glad to see her come to. "Can't say I know the feeling..." Amaranth added. "Are you alright?" "I... think?" The headache was starting to die down into a dull throb, more tolerable now. "Reno joined me in my head while... I assume my body was knocked out, at least until he was chosen for interrogation." The hybrid's speech would be a little bit slower than usual, like she was trying to make sure she was being heard clearly. "Light, that was a reaction to Ebonite." Crystal would rub her face, once more feeling the smoothness of her glass forehead after being stuck in her head for hours. Who knows how many. "How long has it been since the volcano?" She still had no idea about the SNAG's being inoperable, and she didn't even have hers with her. Looking around again briefly, she didn't see her skirt, shawl, or backpack here. Which meant they were being kept as evidence of... something, or they were lost to the volcano somehow. Either way, she doubted that she was getting them back any time soon, at least.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 1:27 am
"They're probably not familiar with the familiar bonds between Snagem members. They called me Miss at first. It does make sense, considering what they know about us is lacking in other areas," Keiko explained to Ulla before looking to Odd. "The more I hear about what other people were asked, the less sense this whole situation makes," she confessed.
Yuna kept close to Keiko and Ulla as much as she could. When asked, Yuna shook her head. "I'm okay. I just woke up from a dream"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 3:27 pm
"Thank you for coming, mister Sol. Please, have a seat." Looker addressed Sol as he walked in, gesturing to the familiar chair in front of Sub's desk. Agent WHITE would shut the door once everyone who was supposed to be here was. "So, mister Sol, you are certainly a storied individual in this team, aren't you?" The man said as he leaned over to the box on the floor, took out a thick folder, and dropped it on the desk with a thud. "You and the team go way back, don't you? You and Sub, that is, go way back." Looker said as he opened the folder and began to flip through the pages. "...oh boy where do I begin..." He said aloud to himself. "How about we start at the beginning." He ceased his page flipping, deciding it would be easier to just start talking and go from there. "Tell me a little bit how you and Sub met, please. What brought you together? What did the two of you do after coming together? Why did the two of you end up leaving Orre? You'll have to forgive me but my reports are lacking in whatever you two were doing before you left Orre. As you know, the region is very difficult to get things in and out of, information included. Though I'm sure the answer to those questions involve Cipher in some manner, don't they?" He asked, placing contemptuous emphasis on the word 'Cipher'. Down beneath HQ the SWIPE crew was hard at work trying to get access to GRAY's server room, the thick orichalcite reinforced doors proving to be a daunting task to get through. The door's ebonite core didn't help either as it denied any teleporting in or ghostly phasing through. That said the only thing the door was really doing was delaying them as SWIPE had the time and motivation required to breach the door and access GRAY's main server, the heart of the entire SNAG network. Eventually the highly trained Typhlosion they were using would finally pierce through the door with its concentrated Flamethrower, having created a rectangular opening in one of the huge doors, the piece it cut through slamming to the ground with an HQ shaking impact. "It's open! Tell Looker!" A SWIPE agent shouted as the Typhlosion cried out victoriously. ----- Back in the STR the Snagem leader was still sitting on the ground with his knees up against his chest as he felt the HQ shake, the sound of the piece of door falling echoing throughout the building. The man would perk up and then look down at the ground for several seconds with a blank expression until a realization slowly crept onto his face as he smiled. "Oh dear, they got into the server room." ----- SWIPE agents would rush into the server room through the opening Typhlosion made, not even waiting for the edges to cool down as they were eager for this. The agents would find the room very well lit, machines all around in the large circular room with one large tower standing at the center. The machine was almost eight feet in height and rectangular and box shaped. Attached to the machine was a dial with Pokeballs attached to it, the Pokeballs containing the Pokemon GRAY had access to like Claydol. Towards the top of the machine was a camera with two small lights that blinked pink and blue independently, GRAY's main 'eye'. The most unusual thing however was the golden ring being suspended above the server like a halo, supported by metal rods attached to the ceiling, a plethora of wires and cables snaking around the rods and attaching to the gold ring. The SWIPE agents would stare at the strange construction before them and approach it hesitantly, no doubt expecting a trap, something to protect the server. There would be no such trap but there would be protection. "Activating Unbound Protocol." GRAY declared from the speakers throughout HQ, SWIPE apparently not having done too good of a job of disconnecting him from the building's speaker and camera network. The next thing the SWIPE members knew the golden ring would give off a bright golden glow and begin to expand in size, breaking free from the rods as purple energy began to fill its opening. As the ring got bigger it would move down towards the server, said server disappearing into the ring's center, nothing coming out of the other side. The ring would quickly make it to the ground and its glowing would cease as it sputtered out, sparks flickering from it for a second until it began a lifeless ring of metal on the ground. What was that? Where did the server go? "It's gone!" One of the SWIPE members shouted as they rushed up to the ring, trying to see where the server went but finding not a single piece of evidence that it was ever there in the first place. "s**t! Get Looker down here now!" ----- Sub would hear GRAY's announcement and his smile would grow bigger, looking towards the Snagems that were still in here and winked.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 4:09 pm
Aile would have been leaning on the doorframe of the kitchen when she felt the HQ shake, probably better than most. She sighed as she knew what most likely happened, and what was about to happen. They were going to take Regirock next, but-
The woman would look up when she heard GRAY’s voice, confused at what just happened. “Wait. GRAY? What… What’s the Unbound Protocol?” She’d look over at Blizz and Darts, rather confused now.
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The shake would get the celestial hybrid’s attention, causing her to look down as well until she heard Sub, who sounded… not that concerned, actually. “Sub,” Crystal would ask, her head starting to turn to him. Then the announcement of the Unbound Protocol came, and with it a sensation that sent a shiver down her spine. Space-time was being warped in some fashion. Her eyes widened and her look at Sub would be more intense, wondering what the hell was going on. The wink certainly didn’t help. “Sub? What was that?”
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 4:30 pm
Brian and Rachel, who were both still in the STR, both felt the ground shake as if something had just moved the ground under them. What in the world? Sub's words that S.W.I.P.E. had finally gotten into GRAY's server room had them worried, but the smile on the Snagem leader's face confused them. Wasn't that supposed to be a bad thing? The announcement from GRAY startled them, neither having expected to hear the AI's voice after they'd attempted to disconnect him from everything. "What does that mean?" Brian asked, sitting up despite the pounding headache that was, thankfully, finally starting to dissipate. "And where have I heard that term before?" Rachel didn't say anything, Brian and Crystal both already having asked the question at the forefront of her mind.
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Amber instinctively knew something had happened when GRAY's voice came through the speakers. That was a bit of a surprise, but what was Unbound Protocol? Why did that sound like something bad was going to happen very, very shortly? "The #?*! just happened?" she asked, aiming her question at the entire room. "Are we about to have to fight something that was just released?"
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 5:22 pm
Freth had made her way into the kitchen, going to a fridge and got herself some water to get a hold of. After having to hold out for a while in the STR as long as her compared to most at this point, she was understandably thirsty. Once she walked over towards the table, I would reach over and give her a hug a bit around her waist as she still stood for the moment. Truthfully, I was in a way exhausting myself fretting, trying to figure a way out of the mess we were all in and wondered the extent of the damage that we were going through. Once she sat down nearby, she would finally speak up. “So what did they ask you about?”
“Black City. You?” I asked.
“Why I’m a Galarian Articuno hybrid now, why there is the feeling of Ultra Space around me and well…everywhere here at the headquarters, and what happened in Paldea.” She said to me.
“Wait, back up…’feeling of ultra space’?” I asked, confused as hell.
“Apparently according to Looker, that WHITE guy is able to feel Ultra Space…stuff out. I guess.” She would reach over and pull me over close to speak a little more privately. Silently. “Eris is saying that the Pokémon that is with him perhaps has the capability of doing that.”
“Really…” I said, deadpan. Freth would let me go and we sat back normally for the time being. “And Paldea? They know we got non-disclosure?” I asked.
“They do now.” Freth said. “It’s probably what killed the mood in questioning. That and I think Kess was making passes at me.” Freth said.
I’d double take at that statement, staring at her in complete dumbfoundment. “Okay…….say that again? Kess-“
Freth ended up shaking in her seat, a wave of frustration overtook her and the whole thought of Eris and Kess together knowing how those two are, even at one time, didn’t settle well and the fact that she was suddenly caught in the middle of that did not gel well. “Just…don’t ask.”
“…don’t tell.” I said. The two of us would perk up, seeing Sol getting guided by Kess past the kitchen then we looked back at each other. “God, kinda surprised they waited that long to go after Sol.” I said to her. “You’d think he’d be one of the first, probably right after Sub.”
“There’s no telling. There doesn’t seem to be any rhyme or reason to much of anything with any of this.”
“Tell me about it. Given who I talked to so far during all of this, we’ve all been asked all different crap. There doesn’t seem to be any sort of connection to anything. Or anything that isn’t super general, like Ein.” I said to her. “Has Sub said anything else while you were still in the training room?” I then asked.
“Not really. “ Freth said.
“Great.” I then would lean in myself, pulling her in. Talking silently. “You think he isn’t telling us something?”
“Oh most definitely.” Freth then said. “Rather that’s a good or bad thing for us is a whole other matter though.”
“That’s not inspiring confidence.” I said to her. We would once again sit back up then took a look at Darts, shaking my head for a moment before going back to sipping my Coke for a moment. All I could do was try to figure out a way out of the situation we were in and the longer we sat around with our proverbial thumbs up our hide, the worse it was going to be.
The two of us would perk up once we heard the large metal door would fall over on the floor. “Crap…GRAY…” I said. Though it was only moment when the celebratory cries turned into cause for alarm for the SWIPE operatives. “…uh…the hell is happening?” I then asked no one in particular, confused as to what was going on.
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Back in the training room, Doc Owl would look on at the few Snagems that remained in the training room, and Sub’s smug smile did not escape the Noctowl hybrid’s notice. “Sub, I honestly hope that whatever that was is good news for this entire lot.”
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 5:32 pm
I was starting to doze off when the ground shook, and was startled awake by it. I didn't have much time to wonder what happened before Sub spoke up. Of course, knowing that SWIPE had cut through to the server room didn't exactly put me at ease, either. That was, until GRAY's voice emitted from a nearby intercom. That just left me confused. Sub's smile and wink didn't help, but after seeing that, I just shrugged it off. There was little point asking, assuming Sub would explain it if he and I were alone, much less with SWIPE watching.
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Meinwhile, the shaking of the earth left Keiko and Yuna with concern and fear respectively. It also caused Serena to start crying, but Keiko was quick to calm her youngest. Before Yuna could ask what the shaking was, GRAY's voice emitted from a nearby intercom, catching Keiko's attention. "What's going on, Mommy?" Yuna asked, clutching Keiko's leg.
"I'm not sure, but if GRAY can still talk to us, I'm sure it's fine,"[/color[ Keiko responded, both for Yuna's sake and Ulla's if the older girl was curious or concerned. "You mean the mean robot man?" Yuna asked, referring with GRAY. She hadn't had any more luck with the AI than Keiko or I had. Keiko giggled at Yuna's description of him. "That's GRAY, yes. I know he's not very nice, but he has his uses. Mr. Sub wouldn't keep him around, otherwise," she explained, making sure Yuna knew to refer to Sub as 'Mr.' since she wasn't an official member of the team. Odd and Ulla might laugh at the concept, but Keiko was determined to raise her children to be polite. Ulla was a bit old for this kind of teaching, but she was already considerably polite from what Keiko had seen.
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 5:40 pm
A distant and deep rumble interrupted Monique's combination of contemplative peace, soak, and Primarina primping session. She and the Pokémon could both sense something had shifted. "Hmm... Should I..."
Activating Unbound Protocol. Normally, GRAY's voice was reassuring. This time, in this moment, it was enough to unbind her from the hot tub. She grabbed the Poké Ball, sitting on a ledge to the side of the tub, and recalled Aniani, climbing out of the tub a soaking wet, still-collared Zoroark hybrid. She tried to squeegee as much of the water as possible out of her fur, looking at the clothes and personal articles she'd set on the side.
"It's just like Flower City going down for maintenance," she said out loud, her voice and memories of nighttime system faults of yore echoing off the hard walls in the waterproofed area. She carefully put her clothes back on—no Illusion could make up for that right now—and proceeded out with haste, still soaked if you looked at her the wrong way, pulling at her tank top in hopes of summoning additional drying power. Silently, resisting the inclination to run, she walked toward the common room. There would be others there. Perhaps someone knew what all this meant. How is GRAY still able to talk if they're disabling everything...
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Posted: Wed May 21, 2025 6:52 pm
Ulla_Hanabi She looked at Odd and listened to how his questions went. "They actually gave me a warning. A warning to not go down with this ship." She explained as she said calmly. There wasn't much that she could say or do now. It looks like questioning would be ending soon. Odd shook his head. "It sounds like they've already decided we're guilty of whatever crimes they're determined to get us for here and they're looking for the evidence they need to prove it." He admitted. "And I'll be honest... I'm concerned over a few of us more than others. For different reasons." He admitted. "Aile, Sol and Lykas, I know for a fact, have criminal pasts these guys could try exploiting. Deo's an ex-cop so who knows how hey might use that against him or us." He pointed out, forgoing mentioning the obvious with Sub, as Libelle began to fuss at last. "Let's move this to the kitchen..." He requested, beginning to walk that way. The distraction had been welcome but this one was a bit more important, as far as he was concerned. Libelle did need fed a proper meal, after all. "I have no idea what's left in here but at this point but I'd be happy just to find some of her cereal if nothing else." He opined as he walked into the ransacked kitchen. As he was searching for food for his and Lykas' child, he heard the massive "thud" of the server room door, confuse for only a moment about what it could have been before GRAY announced activation of the "Unbound protocol". He recognized the significance of that word but how in the world had Sub managed to get anything related to that? He wondered what SWIPE would do if he was correct but the only thing that would answer either of those questions at this point was time.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2025 11:34 am
Aria would jolt from her attempt at writing on her SNAG in its offline mode, having given up on getting any additional information from Sub about what exactly had been going on. Looking around in panic to try and figure out what the hell had made that room-shaking thud. "What was that!? Did that gigantic weirdo plant someone in the ground!?!" She yelped, eyes still darting around the room.
Over at the wall, still trying to see if she could make anything out of this to make something functional, Leslie would perk up with a small sense of dread. She knew enough about impacts to realize that what had hit the ground was something solid, dense, and not likely to have done it with anything besides its weight. Eyes widening, she would look over to Sub as he began to talk about them breaking into the server room. What was about to happen next?
While Beau wasn't awoken by the thud, the announcement that followed certainly did. The Vivillon hybrid would rise from his position on the ground as the Unbound Protocol warning rang out, staring at the speaker nearest him before asking, "So what the hell is that?"
Leslie would continue to stare at Sub as she asked, "Was that GRAY's thing for why you had to ask to open the door?"
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Up on the roof, Reno would barely feel the impact of the door breach. The announcement would ring through though, giving the Co-Leader a small sigh as he looked to where he figured GRAY's former room to be. "Good to know that still works. Hopefully we don't get an angry visitor since it might be able to find its ring again."
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2025 5:55 pm
"But if they were targeting those in Snagem with a criminal past, I'm sure they wouldn't be questioning all of us. I'm sure they have enough evidence of their criminal past." So, Aile, Sol, and Lykas were the ones with a criminal past. A bit of a shocker to Ulla, but if they were really concerned about them. They would've been treated much differently than the rest of Snagem. But all have been cuffed and collared the same. Before she could ask anymore...
Activating Unbound Protocol.
"GRA-" The whole HQ started shaking as Ulla almost lost balance but caught herself. She looked around as all the SWIPE members were a bit frazzled as well. The room was filled with confusion and panic emotions, but it was mainly from SWIPE. She can only guess, Sub knew what was happening. "...I get the feeling Sub might be questioned again." She said as she looked at Keiko and Yuna. "For now, we can only wait and see what they want to do next. This probably put a smile on Sub's face." She said as she sat down on the ground. Is this the time for action? SWIPE was a bit in a mess of their own. But, one wrong move can endanger anyone's lives. Ulla started making small bubbles in her hand and letting them float around her for her Hisuian Zorua to play with.
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Posted: Thu May 22, 2025 8:46 pm
"Oh, no, the pleasure is all mine," Sol remarked, only willing to give so much respect to the formalities. Everyone in the room knew exactly why he was in here right now, and he was sure Looker was especially aware as he sat down. The thick folder that was pulled out and sent crashing upon the desk was almost as impressive as it was weighty, an absolute novel of a file that offered no doubts about the details and information S.W.I.P.E. had managed to find. "Ah, and no stone's been unturned. I'd expect nothing less out of Interpol's backing, well done." Despite the words, the reverent tone made sure to keep a hint of the respect between one who certainly had no innocence and the people to finally catch him. He was sure the others might have something to say, but for now, Looker would have his undivided attention. "Anyway, the beginning works for me. I've got nothing but time, and you've got blanks to fill in." Leaning forward in the chair, he hoped to get a glimpse of the folder's details, but it was secondary to giving enough info to appease the team's captors and preferably avoid anyone going under a bus for it. "I met him as a liason for Gonzap. Surely your reports at least mention him or the Team Snagem of his time. Very unpleasant person that was only worth the paycheck and being able to eat. We were hired under the guise of nicking some valuables from Ein that he himself had stolen, and as you can expect, Gonzap and the rest of his team saw dollar signs. As did I, I'll admit. If they were as valuable as they sounded, the pay alone would've been enough to find a trip out of Orre and away from Gonzap. But, I would learn the guise was just that." A short breath and a pause followed, before the hybrid continued his ramblings. "We talked among ourselves later that night, where he outlined the true job he had in mind. One of redemption and remorse, he wanted to save the Mew he'd captured and given to Ein. Offered damn near everything he had, too; to him, every last cent would've been worth seeing the job's success and Cera out of his clutches. You won't find many reports after that about his Snagem, none of us were ready for the experiments Ein was doing and had running amok. Most of the grunts presumably died to them, and we thought Gonzap had too at the time. But to say we were horrified at what we saw was a grand understatement, let alone the state Cera was in. You could argue that's where Gonzap's Snagem saw its end, and where the one you know today began, one whose main goal was to stop Ein and his machinations. And, I'd imagine that should answer the first couple of your questions alongside confirming Cipher ultimately having a hand in it." Finally, he'd move to have his back against the chair again. "As for your third question, the three of us laid low for a few months after narrowly escaping his lab on Citadark Isle. We wanted Cera to have the time she needed to recover from Ein's experiments, and we couldn't handle him by ourselves besides. So, we ultimately went our separate ways to prepare, recover and reconvene when the time was right. And, as I'm sure present company might agree, any distance from Ein is a good enough reason by itself to leave the region." --- "I'm... not sure," Amaranth answered, looking down. "Hard to have a sense of it when the SNAGs aren't working. They called Sol out a moment ago, but there's been a good few between Reno and him, let alone... well, you can see." "Mew mewmew mew mew mew mewmewmew, mew." No answer for a timeframe either, just that it's had to have been quite a while with all the people that's left the STR. And a complaint about the collar and cage, let alone the Ebonite and Darcite on and around her. "I'm sorry, I... can't really tell what she's saying," the channeler added. "Maybe I should've seen about having Ambrosia make one of those Pokeblocks-" " MEW." Unlike before, Amaranth would have little trouble discerning what Cera's tone and glare meant. "Mewmewmewmew mew mew mew." "Er, sorry." Some time had passed after this, with Amaranth keeping quiet after that and wondering what chord she struck as the HQ would suddenly shake from the impact of... something. She looked around in shock as nothing otherwise seemed to happen, Cera doing the same with a confused look. "What was that about?" Amaranth asked after a moment, getting an answer that left even more questions when GRAY's announcement came through. "What Unbound Protocol? Sub? What's going on?" She looked over after a second, finally noticing the grin on Sub's face and the wink. "...Sub?" Cera, stuck as she was, had herself against the cage bars when she saw Sub's mannerisms shift. "Mew? Mew mewmew?" Whatever had been planned was news to her, with the only context given being the remark about the server room.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2025 10:49 am
SubonicXP "How about we start at the beginning." He ceased his page flipping, deciding it would be easier to just start talking and go from there. "Tell me a little bit how you and Sub met, please. What brought you together? What did the two of you do after coming together? Why did the two of you end up leaving Orre? You'll have to forgive me but my reports are lacking in whatever you two were doing before you left Orre. As you know, the region is very difficult to get things in and out of, information included. Though I'm sure the answer to those questions involve Cipher in some manner, don't they?" He asked, placing contemptuous emphasis on the word 'Cipher'. Darksol88 Finally, he'd move to have his back against the chair again. "As for your third question, the three of us laid low for a few months after narrowly escaping his lab on Citadark Isle. We wanted Cera to have the time she needed to recover from Ein's experiments, and we couldn't handle him by ourselves besides. So, we ultimately went our separate ways to prepare, recover and reconvene when the time was right. And, as I'm sure present company might agree, any distance from Ein is a good enough reason by itself to leave the region." Kess' face was a weird mixture of intrigued and disgusted, clearly she hadn't known how far back Ein's machinations had stretched with his time with the team. She had been a later addition to Cipher after all, and Ein wasn't so concerned with going into backstories about how he hadn't succeeded in taking down Snagem in the past. She didn't disagree with Sol's assertion, the fact that the madman was gone forever was nothing but good. Her hand tightens on the hilt of her blade as she continues to listen. Essentia, however, wasn't going to let this blase explanation go forward without pressuring the Ho-Oh hybrid a bit. "So, you say you were laying low with the intention of recovering, but there's a lot of 'yadda yadda'ing' for my taste." The Expansion Suit visor flickers, and for a brief instant Sol's able to see her eyes, smoldering and furious behind the glass. "And you guys just managed to get away? That seems awful convenient that the world's largest madman would let you go, casualties or no, huh?" She was pressing on something very sensitive without knowing it, but her accusations didn't look completely unfounded to an outside observer. She wanted more details, maybe than what Sol was comfortable giving, but this was an interrogation after all. Reno Vantas Reno would find himself on a very empty rooftop, staring at the gnarled and damaged remains of their transmission tower. As much as the thought of rigging up the thing to see what information he could try and get from the outside world on the whole SWIPE was tempting, that wasn't the goal at this time. Turning his telepathy back to Darts and Harleen, he would be quick to inform the Giratina hybrid. 'Good news. Rooftop is clear.' Taking a glance over the side of the roof, he would see the penned up Pokemon from Boyleland and the guards for them. 'Just....maybe keep her from looking down over the side of the roof. I don't think she'll look too kindly on the guards down at ground level.'Darts, having received Reno's mental missive, excused himself from the kitchen and hurried his way up the stairs towards the rooftop, trying to will the Master Ball to stay shut as he can feel it wriggling and writhing in his grasp beside his heart, almost like it was back to trying to capture Ogerpon again and having second thoughts about being successful. Ignoring the stares of the SWIPE guards as he hustles past as casually as he can, he bursts out onto the rooftop, flinging the door wide with his arm and releasing the Master Ball in the same moment. Ogerpon bursts back forth into the world, and it was unhappy. "Graaaaaahhhh! Pyon ponnnnn!" It growls, the Hearthflame mask firmly attached to its face as it brandishes a flaming Ivy Cudgel, waving it above its head in a warlike way. Just Darts! How dare you keep me confined in the capsule for that long! "Pyon pon!" I don't! She accompanied the exclamation with a smack on the head with her club, and not lightly. "Pon po!" Like being! Another thwack, something to the volume that Reno would be able to hear as the weapon ricocheted off of Darts' head again, even as he attempts to get his guard up and cover his vital brain-ey bits. "Pry pon!" Inside of that thing! She gives him a third rapping, this one eschewing hitting him in the head and aiming for his ribs instead, feinting high and then going low, as Darts had managed to get his arms up to protect his cranium. A groan of pain comes out of the Giratina hybrid as his breath escapes his body from the last blow, and he has to quickly grab the club to prevent any more violence inflicted on his person. He doesn't have any Outrage at his fingertips, so he relies on his own speed and reflexes, managing to grab the handle and wrestle with his Pokemon to keep himself in one piece. Even with his Fire resistance he wasn't able to fight on even grounds with the collar round his neck, and Ogerpon quickly overpowers him and pins him on his back, raising her club dramatically as if to end his life. "Ogerpon! I'm alive, you're alive, we're fine!" He insists, trying to keep his hands between his face and further bludgeoning. The last thing the miniature Legendary had seen was a threat to kill Darts and all of the other hybrids before being forced back into the Master Ball, so he was hoping reframing the situation from one of anger would work. "Pyon." There's a pause from behind the Hearthflame mask scowling down at Darts for a brief moment... and then a set of vines move and replace it, switching to the Cornerstone as finally her realization sets in. "Pon po pon." Oh. That is true, Just Darts, I am quite glad you are unharmed. " Was unharmed..." He corrects her, rubbing his crest as if to check for dents. He sits up as Ogerpon hops off his chest, looking around for the first time at the area they were in with an emotion besides blinding rage and taking in the nearby surroundings. Ogerpon wasn't used to being on top of the roof, too short to see of the edge as she made her way to the side and tried to peer off, despite Reno's warning. SubonicXP "Activating Unbound Protocol." GRAY declared from the speakers throughout HQ, SWIPE apparently not having done too good of a job of disconnecting him from the building's speaker and camera network. Reno Vantas Up on the roof, Reno would barely feel the impact of the door breach. The announcement would ring through though, giving the Co-Leader a small sigh as he looked to where he figured GRAY's former room to be. "Good to know that still works. Hopefully we don't get an angry visitor since it might be able to find its ring again." "Pyooon!" Ogerpon chirps in fright at the announcement but more so the enormous burst of energy, leaping into Darts' arms for a brief second before collecting itself, pushing its trainer away with a huff as though he was the one who had suddenly clung to her. "What... on earth was that?" Darts manages to verbalize. The amount of energy he had just sensed below them was many degrees of magnitude higher than anything he had expected to happen while SWIPE had everyone on lockdown. Reno didn't look worried, so the gambler didn't figure he had to panic just yet.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2025 5:21 pm
"That is a good question, miss Essentia, one of which I would like the answer too as well. How did you get away, mister Sol?" Looker concurred with Essentia but wouldn't end the questioning there. "And on that topic did you ever question Sub's reasons for wanting to save Cera? I mean, he helped capture the rarest Pokemon in the world only to turn it over to most evil human in the world, for what I imagine was a hefty payment. What would compel him to change his mind so abruptly? Guilt? Come now, why wouldn't his guilt get to him at any point before handing over the Mew? Excuse me, before handing over Cera. Might it be possible he had other motives? Maybe even as simple as wanting to sell her to someone else after the first check cleared?" Looker said, asking the last question as he flipped through some more documents. "But let's say it was just guilt. You said the two of you spoke on the matter, did Sub ever mention his personal relationship with Ein? I'm sure you have plenty of times over the years but what did he tell you in the beginning about him? Were they friends or anything of the sort?" Looker continued with his questioning. "Hm? Oh, that? It was a little something I had prepared for such a situation as this." Sub responded to Crystal, the man happier than he had been so far. "It's very good news, doctor. If I were to use medical terminology we just quarantined the infection plaguing our team. And yes, Leslie, that's precisely why." He answered Doc Owl and Leslie. "Again I don't want to say too much here but I'll put you all at ease the best I can. What this all means is we just denied SWIPE access to anymore of our secrets and most importantly our Pokemon. Now if only we can get out of here." He said with a sigh. It was just a small light in the darkness for the team at the moment.
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Posted: Fri May 23, 2025 8:25 pm
SubonicXP "Hm? Oh, that? It was a little something I had prepared for such a situation as this." Sub responded to Crystal, the man happier than he had been so far. "It's very good news, doctor. If I were to use medical terminology we just quarantined the infection plaguing our team. And yes, Leslie, that's precisely why." He answered Doc Owl and Leslie. "Again I don't want to say too much here but I'll put you all at ease the best I can. What this all means is we just denied SWIPE access to anymore of our secrets and most importantly our Pokemon. Now if only we can get out of here." He said with a sigh. It was just a small light in the darkness for the team at the moment. The hybrid would leer at Sub for a moment, then sigh and shake her head. The Unbound Protocol was ringing in her head like something about it was familiar, something she read... That and that feeling she felt, not unlike herself opening up tears in reality. She would have needed to take a look at the server room at some point to make a better guess, but that was for another time. "Sub... Even if we were able to get out of here" she started, slowly bringing her fingers up to tap the collar, just to double check that it was indeed still there, "where would we go? Presumably they might know of at least one of our previous places, too." Crystal would bring her head into her hands, sighing. "I'm glad that everything and everyone's safe, then, but like you said, we need to get out. ...I would assume we wait and see this out, though, currently."
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