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Sub had ditched the others after he finished interrogating the thug they had captured back at the Underground Path. Why did he? He wanted to write up a report on the information gathered before he forgot about it, that and he had a hunch on where it was all coming from and wished to check up on his hunch before his Snagems were forced into a risky situation. For now, he was down in the lab with GRAY's server, scanning over police reports from the Celadon Police Department database, only those disclosed to the public, of course.

Sub was startled by Cera's sudden outburst, unable to make out her words he jumped up to his feet and set off to find what all the commotion was about. The man would soon find the tiny pink thing, floating about the building, ranting about something, which was odd for the normally docile creature. "What's got your fur in a knot? Aren't you suppose to be as happy as you are disgustingly pink?" He asked the talking Mew.

Sub scoffed at the tiny pink cat's sarcasm, if she wanted to be more obvious about it she would need a bright neon sign. Instead of responding to the sarcasm the man just shrugged it off and proceeded to answer her question concerning his affairs within the lab as of late, and the quiet atmosphere around the building. "It has been quiet, I admit. Maybe everyone is at Undella Town on vacation or something. Doesn't sound like a bad idea, I must admit..." He said, his voice trailing off as he considered the prospect of vacationing in Undella Town, but his mind had a funny way of snatching him back to reality painfully quick. "As for the lab, I've just been doing some reading is all. Reading of police reports that is, from Celadon. I want to know more about this Team Rocket group we encountered back at the Underground Path."

"It's not what I did find, rather it's what I didn't." The Snagem leader declared in a most cryptic way. "All reports of criminal activity at the Game Corner were investigated and allegedly closed without incident. Furthermore, there is absolutely no record of black clad criminals having ever existed in Celadon City, when we can see for a fact from the Underground Path that they've established themselves well in the city. Makes me wonder if this Team Rocket hasn't already infiltrated the ranks of the Celadon Police Department and now have free reign of the entire city." He pondered aloud.

"That we could." Sub said in agreement to Cera. "Though this Team Rocket appears to be different from Cipher already, if my assumption is correct, Team Rocket seems to be out for profit. Though I suppose it's hard to make assumptions right now, considering we barely know anything about the thugs." He said with a hefty sigh.

Kaya materialized in the middle of Snagem, seemingly out of nowhere, shoulders sagging as he untied the strings of an apron bound around his middle. "Oi vey. They're gonna kill me if they have me doing this all the time...." He groaned, kicking off his shoes beside the couch before he sat down, rubbing his aching feet for a few moments.

It didn't take long before he caught on to the sounds of people and climbed to his feet, wandering off in search of the source. It didn't take too long before he found Sub talking to a creature he'd only ever heard of in myth and legend. "So who's the care bear cousin?" He asked of Sub, cracking a grin despite his layers of exhaustion.

Reno and Leslie fell to the ground near the rest of the group, the Teleport somehow managing to have a time delay from the rest of the others. Pushing Leslie off of him, Reno soon found Church flitting about in front of his eyes before disappearing into his SNAG, a single number appearing on the display with the dial button lighting up. Simply walking over to Sub, he placed the SNAG out at full extension of his arm. "Mind trackin' this number down? Considering it was appearified by Church and likely from the attempted explosive trigger, I doubt after I dial it that it will be easily traced." Reno requested of their leader, quietly directing Church to sneak onto the main servers for their computer to preferably get some information on this Team Rocket. GRAY was likely to throw a fit in a minute, but getting the AI's attention would accomplish the same results.

"Ah, I see." Kaya replied to Sub, though after a moment, he had to sigh and look at Cera. "Don't get your tail in a twist. I was making a joke." Maybe he was just bad at things like that?