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 Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:04 pm
“Hi Lucas,
This is Faleen, The Rocket you met in the hall that had a bleeding arm, if you don’t remember.
I’m sending this E-mail in regards to what we discussed the other day, I wanted to let you know that we’ll be seeing Elite Seth tomorrow at his office at 8AM,
Just meet me in the Tech level, I will be outside the programmers Lab waiting. See you tomorrow
-Grunt Faleen”
Having sent an E-mail to Rocket Grunt Lucas the previous day, Faleen was confident he had gotten it, and made her way down toward the lab a little early, as to not keep Lucas waiting in case he showed up early as well.
The situation made her a little nervous, mostly because she wasn’t entirely sure how things would go, She had stayed up much of the night, half from the pain in her back, spending a lot of time trying to think of what to say, even though it was going to be Lucas that would need to do most of the explaining and talking. This was his task, she was just there… for support she guessed, since she was interested in what she could give the Robotics division.
While usually when she was in the middle of recovering from a wound like the two long stitching on her back, Faleen would be hearing loose, comfortable and very casual clothes. But today, Faleen felt it was important to be in uniform, especially when going in front of an Elite.
The grunt cleaned up the best she could, her face was still red and sore from the heat, and she had little scratches and bruises on her face that she couldn’t avoid showing,
She had a clean Uniform on, pressed neatly and warn with her usual pride, her now loose around her shoulders.
She stood, hands folded in front of her as she waited for Lucas.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:15 pm
The person that Faleen expected was likely the friendly, overly concerned man who had accidentally revealed sensitive information on the basis of his own slip of the tongue. The person that would arrive at the tech department, though, would be infinitely more professional, his gaze firm and level, his posture upright, and his gait purposeful. Most notable, however, was the expression - a distanced, almost cold countenance devoid of the warm sociability that he had had when he had met Faleen in the hallway.
Were they meeting for the first time, he might have instinctively introduced himself as Luke, a name that he had grown more and more used to thanks to Claire's constant use of it. Fortunately a name was not the only thing he had learned from Claire, and his conversations with her had granted him enough emotional control to deal with everyday encounters on a polite and civil level. When he arrived at the door to the programming lab, consequently, he was prepared to greet the blonde woman that was already awaiting his arrival.
"Good morning, Faleen," he said, a curt nod of his head accompanying the words.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:24 pm
Faleen indeed took notice of his almost drastic change in demeanor from the man she had met before. She could have thrown it up to being nervous, or just prepared, but she didn't know the man very well, so she couldn't assume.
If she was to say so herself, she certainly saw the Elite that he used to be coming out in this more professional Lucas.
"Good morning, Lucas" Faleen returned the greeting, with a polite incline of her own head.
"Before we go in, was there a way you wanted to handle this that you want me to be aware of?" she asked,
While she spoke to him, her eyes quickly an carefully scanned over his form,
It might be.. a little bit of paranoia, considering how much trouble Galactic had been giving them, and her growing hatred for them. The fact that he used to be one himself did breed a little distrust in her.
She would be honest with herself, the quick visual scan was to try and see if there was anything unusual on his person.
Other then that, she kept eye contact, She was here to help him after all.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:33 pm
"Honestly I am rather unsure of what exactly I should be expecting. My current intent is to answer questions as they are posed to me to the best of my knowledge and recollection. If this proves ineffective, I will revise my behavior as is best suited." The visual pass over his person, quick as it was, did not go completely unnoticed. Faleen would find nothing of suspicion, though; he had left his firearms in their place in the room and carried no concealed weapons, though the level of vulnerability at which this left him was concerning. "Unless you have any information or suggestions to share, I believe I am prepared."
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:39 pm
She nodded, understanding, she herself wasn't sure how this was going to go, but it had to be done.
"Well, try and relax I suppose... just be honest, and explain your situation. I'll do what I can but he's not going to want to hear it from me."
It was all she could offer at the moment. She couldn't even reassure that it would be alright... since she honestly had no idea. She did however, offer him an encouraging smile.
When he voiced he was ready she nodded, reaching out to open the door, leading Lucas across the computer filled room, and over to the office at the far end. it was here that she paused, and knocked on the door.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:46 pm
Seth had been busying himself a lot lately, perhaps a little too much considering he was going out of his normal parameters to keep himself occupied. The fact that he was hunting down information on Team Galactic, certainly helped that endeavor. In fact he was doing an internet search of Sinnoh's new media, when the knock on his door came. He knew he had an appointment, but that didn't mean he had to have the patience for it.
"Come in, and be quick about it. I don't have all day!" Seth called from his desk as he waited for the pair to enter his office. He was considerably grumpy, which was understandable considering the events of the raid. Yet there was more to it than just that.
Unlike his formal office on the elite level, his office in the tech department was a bit smaller and more barren. It was mostly filled with things relating to computers and other forms of technology. There was a corner for parts, and another for books, but most of the space was dominated by the desk and his computer station. Although there was what looked to be a sniper's rifle leaning up against one wall. Despite the fact that Lucas had come unarmed, it seemed that Seth had not.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 8:57 pm
As to be expected, when Elite Seth's muffled voice was heard from the other side, he didn't sound in the best of moods.
She knew she didn't have to tell Lucas to be polite, he had been an Elite before, so he would know what they expected from underlings.
"Good morning Sir, thank you for seeing us" she said as she opened the door, and stepping to the side to let Lucas in.
"I'm sure you know Lucas, Sir." she knew it was the Elite's job to know the underlings, and Seth did do a lot of teaching.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:03 pm
He followed her through the room, eyeing the various computers with a vague sense of curiosity. It seemed as though it had been ages since he had seen the tech department, and even then he had never had any need to venture into the programming labs.
The irritated tone that answered Faleen's knock seemed to match the appraisal Lucas had passingly heard from other grunts, and he felt it safe to assume that this was indeed the infamous Elite Agent Seth. When the door swung open, he quickly took stock of the surroundings. First and foremost was that rifle; there wasn't a whole lot to use for cover if he found that barrel turned against him. Though he was unarmed, however, he had all confidence in his training and experience. Not that he intended to provoke physical retaliation anyway.
He supplemented Faleen's introduction with his own, "Grunt Lucas Bristow reporting, sir." A sharply inclined hand rose in salute.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:09 pm
When the pair entered, Seth turned his gaze away from the dual computer screens in front of him. Instead he turned a pair of cold blue eyes on them, knowing Faleen well enough, the elite took a few moments longer to size up Lucas. He was aware of his existence, yes, but little more than that. The grunt had little reason to draw any special attention from Seth. Thus he just grunted at Faleen's words and motioned a hand towards the pair of small chairs that sat before his desk.
Turning his chair to face them both directly, he leaned forward to fold his arms on the desk and fix a scowl on his face. "What is this about?"
Seth's time was precious after all, thus this had better be important and worth his time.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:18 pm
At Seth's gesture, Faleen glanced to Lucas, and moved over to sit down in one of the seats, keeping her back straight and off of the rest of the chair. hands laying politely in her lap.
She remained silent though, knowing that it was time for Lucas to speak. she watched the Elite, in front of them, waiting for Lucas to say his part, waiting to see what kind of reaction Seth has.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:24 pm
Luke moved forward at the same time Faleen did, taking one of the indicated seats with a purely professional posture. Blue eyes, though obscured by the glasses on the bridge of his nose, remained locked on the man behind the desk.
"Sir, vital information is missing from my record. Prior to my employment with Team Rocket, I served as an Elite Agent to Team Galactic." Seth seemed to want to keep things cut to the chase, and Luke was more than willing to oblige.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:31 pm
Listening to Lucas, Seth's expression went from one of disinterest, to an arched brow, then suddenly to what could be perceived as surprise, then finally anger. "WHAT." He suddenly said, his voice raising a couple notches. The elite suddenly getting to his feet, which caused a slight eye twitch as it aggravated the stitched up cut in his back.
Just the use of the name Galactic had spurred a sense of aggravation, but to hear that this man had been a member, was... well... in a sense infuriating. However, the elite quickly managed to stamp down his tempter as he quickly realized that he was supposedly a former member.
Still, he fixed Lucas with an even stare. "I'm certain that I don't need to tell you what sorts of dealings we've had with Team Galactic lately. Despite that it looks damn suspicious, I assume that you have an explanation for coming to me about this?" After all, if Lucas was still linked with Galactic, or a spy, he wouldn't be admitting this to Seth.
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:41 pm
At Seth's outburst Faleen's fingers tenses slightly against her legs, She expected that the news wouldn't be taken well at first, especially after the mission they have JUST returned from.
She remained quiet where she sat, glancing over at Lucas, hoping that he remained calm.
Faleen was relived to see, that as Seth's initial anger subsided, he started to consider the more logical side of why Lucas was here, admitting this.
As she had been confident the Elite would, and not throwing Lucas in the brig at the first mention of Galactic, or shooting him with that... nice rifle.
Faleen remained quiet, allowing Lucas to answer the questions directed toward him
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 9:49 pm
His entire body tensed to move, but, thankfully, the need to do so soon disintegrated. He wasn't equipped for physical confrontation and couldn't see the situation ending well if it came to that.
His eyes narrowed. "I was not aware there has been contact with Team Galactic apart from an isolated incident several months ago." This was... worrying. Dangerous, even. He would need to keep this information from Lucas, though judging from the fact that the elite mentioned it as though it were common knowledge, that task looked to prove daunting...
"I was previously of the belief that my former affiliations were of little importance. I removed myself from Team Galactic of my own will, and I guarded the fact that I had been a member in order to better protect myself from the possibility of being found. However," he gestured slightly to the woman accompanying him, "Faleen brought it to my attention that my knowledge could prove beneficial to Team Rocket. My specialization was in surveillance and assassination, and I frequently collaborated with the weapons technology department. Though it is outdated, I have extensive experience in both areas and could impart a great deal of information."
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Posted: Tue Jan 25, 2011 10:10 pm
Seth stared at Lucas for a moment when he made it clear to Seth that he hadn't heard of the recent.. incidents. It was then that the elite gave Faleen a disapproving frown. "You brought him here for this, and didn't even inform him?" He asked incredulously. What the hell was she thinking? After all, Faleen had attended that very raid, and knew exactly what state the relations between Team Galactic and Team Rocket were.
With an irritated sigh, Seth sat himself down again and leveled his gaze on Lucas once more as he spoke. Fingers tapped impatiently on his desk as he considered the grunt's words. The man then grunted, seeing the reason for the visit now. "If what you say is true, then there will be little difficulty in placing you where you can be used. However, right now I'm more interested in hearing what you know about Team Galactic." And if Lucas was in fact an elite, then he should know a lot.
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