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(Group 2)

"Good job Aki." Mau nodded. "Time to clean up!" He figured it... might not be wise to use a full fledged surf attack. "Do what you can to freeze the galactics! We don't need any more of their pokemon in the fight!" Aki trilled in response before aiming an icebeam at a galactic. Mau thought a moment before bringing out a third pokemon, his Jolteon. Ire wasn't too fond of being called into the middle of a battle. "Ire, go with Nyx. Find her pokemon and help her retrieve them!" Ire could do that. The Jolteon darted over to the scientist with the fluffy hair. Mau himself entered the fray, aiming to clock the closest galactic with a right cross.

(Team One)

Painless, as expected. For being one of the very few non-dark types on her team, Banette certainly proved to be quite a useful asset.
Once the door was opened she stepped into the room with the rest of the team, glancing around, to make sure things were clear before she stepped in herself.

Faleen wasn’t a hacker, she could do nothing to assist with Hayes and 1337 when it because clear that they had found a locked consul that they had been searching for.
“Banette, keep an eye out, but stay close.”

“Nett nett.” A soft gusty voice floated gently for the air in reply.

With that done, the Agent folded her hands behind her back, watching the two hackers for a time as they got to work, certainly fascinated by it even if she didn’t understand. And on a professional level, seeing Hayes in his own element was always impressive, It was something she’s been witness to many times before. She had no doubt 1337 and Hayes would get the information they need.
Letting her boots carry her along the long side of the table, before something with a slick, reflective surface caught her eye, and she paused to turn and look down at some screens on the table… that looked very much like touch pads.
It seemed that 1337 had fiddled with one as he passed it, and this cause Faleen to raise her brow.
“Are you so certain it’s okay to touch these?”
He was a hacker, so he seemed to not be too concerned about it, She had no idea if these were being monitored or not, but she didn’t know that much about the programs of these things anyway. She knew they were not going to linger long, in and out, good plan...

Reaching down to gently pluck her fingers against the screen, bringing it to life as she spent a few seconds shuffling through the screens and applications, her eyes widening, and cheeks flushing again as she found some information on these things that were very VERY interesting to her.
Nothing huge of course, but this was information she could certainly add to her slowly growing collection back at HQ on Galactic tech.

"Why so many pokemon?" she muttered to herself,

Group Two

Too late, Marle noticed the Focus Punch coming from the Lucario. She tried to dodge, lessening the blow, but she was still sent sailing across the room. Twisting awkwardly in mid-air, she cushioned the blow with her legs, rebounding and hitting the floor with mild force and rolling to a stop. Okay, she was battered...and now she was angry. With all the speed the Pikachu could muster, she dashed across the room for her attacker, leaping through the air, and attaching to his head with an angry Thundershock. She only stopped when she noticed Noire coming to her aid, and stopped so that she wouldn't shock him as well. 'Thanks!' she chirped to the other Pokemon, hitting the floor panting before looking for her next target to shock.

Khalon snarled, hitting an Arcanine throwing fire in all directions with a Quick Attack, then disappearing again thanks to his Faint Attack. He was doing his best to keep up with his ninja commando tactics. Strike fast. Then vanish to strike again from another direction with another Confuse Ray. He sought to help the others being attacked, targeting their attackers and focusing his efforts on them.

Sierra, meanwhile, was pleased with her single success so far. Now, to keep it up; every bit helped, right, and lessening their numbers was something she could apparently do. Heck, she'd never even thought of what she'd do with the resulting 'prizes', she just shoved the pilfered Pokeball in her pocket and went for another. Wait...

Pausing, she pulled out another of her Pokeballs. She realized a Dark Eevee onto the floor and sent her a quick order. "Layla. Help Nyx find her Pokemon." Rolling her eyes, but obeying, the Dark Eevee trotted over towards Nyx and a fellow Eeveelution, a Jolteon, whom she figured she could work with. At least she could use her agility here, and not get all dirty in the main fighting over there.

That done, Sierra targeted another unfortunate Galactic's belt of Pokeballs.

GROUP ONE:

Working in tandem, the pair of tech-savvy Rockets eventually managed to work past the passwords blocking them from system access. All at once, the overhead lights and chair displays around the Rocket team went dark, leaving only the glow of the computer at the center. An array of lights around the empty area across the room flickered and a large spinning Galactic G was projected in the middle of the space as a very convincing hologram.

"Request data." A soft female voice came from all directions. It said nothing else, leaving just the Galactic G turning slowly in front of the group.

Kunai knew what needed to be asked. Before a jackass (read: 1337) could reply with some inappropriate request, she replied "Request data on Galactic Facilities in the Johto region. List all."

"Johto region." The female voice replied. The spinning G disappeared to be replaced by a dimensional map. It tilted and enlarged, zooming in on Johto. It was impressively detailed with hills and valleys that looked real enough to touch. Once the map stopped moving one bright Galactic G illuminated in the uninhabited mountains north of the region. "There is one Galactic Facility in this sector. Installation 01."


Apparently that was a narrow enough search in itself. Now that they had a name, the Elite needed to obtain information on what was going on at the facility. "Request data on Installation 01. Define purpose and activities of Installation 01."

"Installation 01." The voice repeated and the map started moving again. It zoomed in on the Galactic G, which faded to reveal what looked like a large gray circle. Compared to the tiny dots of trees surrounding it, the shape was massive. "Installation 01 was the first project of the current Team Galactic. It is the site of The Machine." Three dimensional schematics flooded the room, projecting images of what was inside the gray structure. The most prominent of these images was an incredibly complicated round object. It was donut-shaped and, according to the numbers floating beside it, extremely large. It must have filled most of the facility. Above it floated the title "The Machine". More information expanded from the model. Running along the outer edge were 47 glowing orbs. Seven of these orbs had highlighted dots in the middle. Each of these highlighted orbs had a name beside it. They were Shaymin, Azelf, Entei, Suicune, Regirock, Ho-Oh and Keldeo. The word "Shaymin" was grayed out.


"The Machine," she repeated in a flat tone. Her brows seemed to furrow slightly as the names of some legendary Pokemon were displayed.

"Request data on The Machine. Define function and purpose."

"The Machine." The map vanished and an enlarged projection of the donut-shaped object took its place. The Machine was definitely a good name for it. The device looked to to be made up of thousands upon thousands of parts. Catwalks and platforms wrapped around it, piping and wires ran all along its surface and in the center of it stood some sort of control station. It was Deimos' design, but this thing was entirely utilitarian. It served a purpose and wasn't dressed up to be pretty.

"The Machine is a reality-alteration device with spacetime fabric and mass manipulation capabilities. It was developed to harness the unique energies of the 47 known Legendary Pokemon. Its primary function is to deconstruct and reconstruct the properties of the universe in an event localized to this planet. It will remove all undesirable persons, pokemon and constants in this world, then construct new ones in order to create a better world as designed by The Machine's user."

Once finished with its explanation, the calming female voice was quiet, oblivious to the gravity of what was just said. Deimos had built a device to make everything he disliked about the world cease to exist.

GROUP TWO:

The man at the desk did the only reasonable thing you can do when a giant ghost vomits all over you. He stumbled to his feet and made a run for the door. He didn't even notice Chora snatch the keys from his belt as he got up. Unfortunately for the poor man when he arrived at the door he found it blocked by Nuu. After this he was going to have a drifblim complex. He was witness to Luxury socking a nearby Galactic in the face and stumbled backwards.

The unfortunate arcanine who'd been hit by confusion and blinded by sand was simultaneously struck by Damsel's Rage, Nova's Shadow Ball and Khalon's Quick Attack. It yelped and fell unconscious.

The arcanine engaged with Noishii took the retaliatory bite attack and howled before attempting to shake him off, only to be struck by a passing confuse ray.

The scyther took Charmant's flamethrower hard. Type advantage worked against it and the bug smashed into the desk at the center of the room, "Scyyy!" Panting, it turned and retaliated with razor wind.

The Lucario was struck with Marle's thundershock a moment before it took Noire's poison fang. This was seconds before it was struck with a supersonic from Lasi "Cario.." It muttered blearily, stumbling.

Across the room unused pokeballs were snatched from the remaining Galactics belts by Mise's work. Thanks to the brave little spider, no new galactic pokemon entered the fray and several Galactics found their legs bound by web. One of these Galactics was punched in the face by Mau a moment later. Another Galactic found his legs bound by ice as Aki moved on from the desk.

Layla and Ire working together would be able to pick up a scent trail leading to Nyx's Pokemon. They were locked in a drawer under the desk.

By this point the Galactic ranks were pretty thin. They'd been struck by too many surprise attacks without the opportunity to react. Most were unconscious, others were tied up or confused and the remaining few were looking ragged.


((I think this is a good place to cut it for the night. It leaves it at a point where you guys can make some more posts between today and tomorrow if you want to.))

((The grunt running for the door.))

Agent Panther was admiring the chaos, and watched luxury punch some poor confused grunt when he spotted a grunt covered in jelly running right for them and stepped forward aiming on decking him square on the nose. That was why he was standing by the door. His other fist came from underneath into the grunts belly and the dominate hand came back down on the back of where he figured the grunts neck would be after the grunt leaned forward from the punch in the gut. There was a certain predictability to fighting hand to hand, much different from pokemon.

Shade took advantage of the situation and started to eat the dreams of some of the unconscious Grunts. Just because he could and had no other commands.

Damsel looked around for an opponent still very worked up. Her tail slashed the air as her eyes set on the scyther. She sprayed a water gun at it.

Group Two

Layla sniffed at the desk drawer, seemingly ignoring the chaos going on around them. Frowning, she made a face and pawed at the drawer experimentally. How were they supposed to open this stupid thing? Tackle it?

Well, she wasn't getting her fur mussed.

Glancing at Ire, she tilted her head. 'Think the fluffy human can open this darn thing?' she didn't bother to mask her irritation, but mostly directed at the task at hand, not the other Eeveelution. Of course, her own type were superior and obviously not at fault here.

Noting that the Fighting/Steel type was shaken and staggering, making it less dangerous for him anyway, Khalon stepped in to aid Marle, Noire, and Lasi in finishing off the Lucario with a Quick Attack to the Pokemon's back. He rebounded, landing lightly on his paws and aiming a fangy grin at the others. Anything else need taken care of?

Still palming the Arcanine's Pokeball she'd managed to grab off the first Galactic, Sierra surveyed the room now that Mise had finished robbing the rest of the guards. She wasn't sure what to do with her pilfered prize, so she shrugged and figured she might as well continue being helpful. Off to tie up some unconscious or befuddled guards while the rest were taken care of by the Pokemon.

...wait, was that a Purrloin with a set of keys? Sierra blinked, wondering at first who she belonged to before gesturing to Chora. Her demeanor with Pokemon was much warmer than with people, and she smiled, holding out her hand. "Whatcha' got there, girl?"

(Group 2)

Ire snuffled at Nyx for a moment, smelling her. She then sniffed around the room a little. The room smelled like the fluffy-head, but she could find the strongest scent, right? She walked around the edge of the room, avoiding the remnants of the fight and stopped by the desk. She pawed at the frozen mess a little. "Jolt?" Fluffy lady's smell came from here, but stupid Aki had coated the desk in ice. She started scratching at it more before remembering her hidden power attack had fire properties. Mau-master wasn't giving her orders. Would Fluffy lady? She decided maybe to try and thaw the drawer with the fire based hidden power and hope that the humans wouldn't think she disobeyed. Maybe just a little attack... She eyed the eevee and shuffled herself between the littler one and the desk.

With things winding down, Mau started dragging some of the unconscious galactic to a corner. He shuffled through their belongings, looking for pokeballs or anything of use before looking to Aila with her helpful spider and Aki. "Make sure they can't escape."

(Group One)

Aulus barely glanced at the screens, preferring to stalk up and down in front of the door as he twirled his staff over his wrist. He was not a stupid man, far from it; he was in fact bright enough to know when he had no understanding of something whatsoever and thus to keep out rather than either asking obnoxiously obvious questions of the experts or just standing there feeling mystified.

When the soft female voice started however he did turn around, returning his staff to a comfortable resting position over his shoulder. As the questions continued an impressive list of legendary pokemon popped up on screen... and then that detatched voice announced that the machine was intended to destroy and remake the world. He wanted to say something like 'that's not possible!' but as that would just make him look stupid and Aulus, master of eloquence, settled for; "Well ********>