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He had been allowed a day off after the mission and it had given Seth ample opportunity to clean up thoroughly and get some much needed rest. Despite the nights being a bit lonely for the past month or so, he'd managed to sleep fairly well if only due to exhaustion. But he wasn't one to sit idle, even on an off day, and kept himself busy. Mostly with researching Team Galactic's recent activities as the boss had requested.

However, when TRP came knocking on his door, there was a few moments pause. There weren't many that would come knocking to his personal quarters, and all of them were female. Yet the list was decidedly short, especially now. Thus, it was no surprise to him when he opened the door and saw TRP standing there.

The man was clad in a t-shirt and jeans, this being his ultra casual wear that he wore when not planning to go much of anywhere that day. He would return to his usual duties in the tech division tomorrow.

"Terra," he greeted her, stepping back to allow her entrance if she so desired. "Something on your mind?" That was often the case when she came to visit him these days.

"Hm," Seth grunted as the Jirachi cheerfully greeted him. Despite being a legendary, he still thought Hoshi too cute and happy for his taste.

"I would rather have had you there," Seth admitted before closing the door after TRP entered. "Kunai is a practically worthless elite." A edge of bitter anger in his voice.

Seth looked indignant at her reply. "That has nothing to do with it," he insisted. Well... not entirely anyway. "How can someone be competent with just one damn Pokemon? The thing does everything for her, except throw knives, and hell it might even do that sometimes."

This muttered half to himself and half to TRP as she came in and started poking around on his desk. "What are you doing?"

For the most part there was just normal desktop like items on it, the computer screen showing a news article on Team Galactic from the Sinnoh Live Action News website.

Seth just huffed, deciding to drop it at that, especially since she wanted to hear more about the raid.

He sat himself down in a chair and grunted irritably. "Everything was going almost as planned until that idiotic leader of Team Galactic showed up. Took that Ho-oh right out from under us."

Seth's expression darkened considerably at the mention of that. "I didn't see him myself, then. But yes, it would seem that he was." He then nodded towards the new article, whose article title read: "Team Galactic Returns!"

"That little pin cushion of his is what caused the explosion." The explosion that had resulted in the injury of many of the agents that had attended the party, including Nadja.

"Yeah, I had a meeting with the boss right after the raid. Needless to say, he wasn't exactly pleased about the news I brought him." Although a bit of a smirk showed up on Seth's face after that.

"He managed to pry some information out of that Galactic that attacked us last year." And quite literally. "I was then ordered to send him a report on their recent activities."

"Indeed, he seems... reasonable enough." Lucere didn't have quite the impulsive and explosive temper that Seth seemed to carry. The man had at least heard him out and came to some rational conclusions.

Seth then paused and glanced at TRP, as he stood and picked up a chewed on sock that he'd just noticed. "What have you been doing, lately?" He hadn't been keeping tabs on her much of late,