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Recently in the HQ, there hadn’t been much to celebrate about, what with the arrival of Team Galactic, their humiliating losses to the rival team, and mission that tended to lean toward mild victories at best, and easy ways to fill up the infirmary. Moral in Team Rocket wasn’t at its highest for some time.
That was, until the news of the latest team’s complete success reached the HQ.
With the capture of the Pokemon League’s own Lance! And the legendary Pokémon Kyogre! And to top it all off, the team returned with a fairly low injury count!
Oh yeah, Rocket was back on top!

Needless to say, there was much to celebrate over, and celebrate they did.
The following evening after the team returned home to base, the larger of the rec-rooms had been claimed for night of party and socializing, Food and snacks laid out on tables, someone even make a Kyogre cake! Soda, coffee, and BOOZE!
Music, hooked up with a Karaoke, the TV already geared for video games. The walls even had Rocket flags and red ribbons plastered up rather sporadically, due to some Rocket’s sudden fit of pride.
Someone had even managed to print out a picture of Lance, and plastered it over the dart board in the room, a few darts already gathered in one of his eyes.

Isadora looked about the rec room with nothing less that pure surprise and slight delight. The room seemed to have transformed into a party house, minus the party. The decorations were many, though, and that was a bit of a nice touch. Yes, Team Rocket did seem to be heading towards a much brighter destiny since the raid - a raid that Isadora was proud to be a part of. Even if her part was not much [besides being pulled into the mud, having both of her Pokemon faint at the hands of Lance, and nearly drowning thanks to Kyogre], she was happy to help, and was startled to even discover a bit of pride in her heart for the crime syndicate.

The doctor walked slowly into the rec room, being mindful of her twisted ankle, and made a beeline towards the coffee. Ah, sweet elixir of life...! She greedily claimed one cup and took a few gulps of it, relishing in the familiar bitterness. Examining the activities around her, Isadora feasted her eyes on the video-game-ready television. Grinning, she began to walk over to the TV to take the controls when, out of the corner of her eye, she saw Faleen. Isadora smiled kindly at her fellow Grunt.

"Ah, 'ello, Fahleen! Lovehleh party, here!" She held up her coffee cup in a sort-of toast, then paused and gained a more serious and concerned air. "...How ahre you doin'? Any bahd injuries?"

Mau wasn't sure what possessed him to go to the noisy, decorated room, but he ended up going there anyways. He was sporting not his usual lab coat or pressed slacks and tie, but was... surprisingly casual in dark jeans and a pale cream shirt. There was a bandage wrapped around his head, and the faintest hints of blood along the right side of the gauze where the side of his head had been stitched up. The bandages now just to protect the healing wound.

It seemed he'd shown up perhaps slightly early as only a few others had wandered in. He didn't know most of those who were here, having hardly interacted with any grunts outside of the labs. But he did recognize the dark blond mechanic, who seemed slightly melancholy at the moment. He tried recalling her name. He knew they battled, and she was on the mission they were undoubtedly celebrating right now. He paused at the refreshments, grabbing 2 cans of soda before walking over to her and the light jade haired woman. "Ladies." He greeted them softly before offering Faleen a can of soda. "Well done."

Kofuku found herself in the overly cheerful room, curled up and sitting against a back corner, staring at her feet and the lint ball that was being drifted across the floor in front of her. It had been a fantastic mission, and a successful one at that, considering the events that had happened. Still, the girl felt like her world had once again been turned upside down violently, and her eyes were red and puffy from having cried recently. All around her, her hair fell straight down, sticking out in a few areas from obvious neglect over the past day.

Beside her sat Hiromi, her vaporeon, curled up with her head resting casually in her trainer's lap. Every few seconds, the pokemon would shift, scootching closer to her human, trying to make the girl feel better in the only way she knew possible. Large, dark eyes looked up at the pink-haired Rocket.

Hearing a female voice with an accent speak her name, the dark blond grunt tilted her head up, Hazel eyes glancing to the side to spot one of the other grunts who had been on the mission, they had never had any formal interaction, but Faleen knew her name, they HAD been on the same mission.
"It is, its been a while since we had anything to celebrate" she agreed, offering a soft, not to genuine smile.
When asked about her injuries, she softly shook her head, taking a moment to bring her coffee to her lips before replying "I got knocked off the ledge, but its nothing that needs medical attention." she answered, at the same time glancing over the other women "yourself?"

As she spoke, two other people approached, one didn't say anything to them as he picked up the controller for video games, Alexander was his name? yes, Alexander, he was also on the mission, looks like he wasn't about to miss this party either, despite his condition in the wheelchair.
Umbreon shifted out of the male grunt's way when he moved over in his wheelchair, large red eyes blinking at the Rocket while he played the video games, ears flattening back against his skull.

The second was an agent, she knew this one, having spoken with him before,
"Mau" she greeted in return, blinking at the can of soda that was suddenly presented to her from him.
"Oh, thank you." she said, reaching up to take it from him, though his last comment caught her attention back up to him.
"Same to you sir, you and Mis. Nyx were quite inspiring.." she agreed.
"a successful mission."
Lost only one grunt, but gained so much more... why did she think that...

Another congrats was thrown out, this time by Sorano, and in reply, Faleen lifted both her coffee mug and soda can that Mau gave her.

When Faleen raised her drinks to the squinty eyed man, Mau gently tapped his can of soda to hers. "Mind if I join you, Faleen?" He asked softly, not wanting to intrude if she was busy, or wishing to be alone. "I'm glad we were inspiring to you, but everyone did quite well." Perhaps that wasn't quite true. Some on the mission seemed to have been ill prepared on terms of their teams.

"And you should be commended for your flying. That was your first time, wasn't it?" He offered her a faint smile. He couldn't complement her battling, as he hadn't been able to focus on much other than his pokemon and the battles he had to tend to.

Nyx had an interesting morning, and not just because of the raid that was currently being celebrated. The agent was in exceptionally high spirits when she had gotten word that there was going to be a party.

She seemed to show up on time, since there were quite a few people already there, but the room lacked the hours of partying energy it would no doubt get later on in the night. Nyx spotted two familiar faces gathered around the couch and decided that was a good place to start. "Hey." She smiled sheepishly; Nyx wasn't terribly familiar with party protocol, but 'hey' was probably a safe party greeting. Faleen was gathering quite the crowd now.

"More than welcome to Sir." She replied politely, shifting her legs to put her feet back onto the floor next to her Umbreon.
"Isadora and I were discussing the raid, though I'm certain that is a popular topic of discussion right now." She gave another small, polite smile.
"More specifically though, wounds." Adding this with a pointed glance to the wrap on his head. He was up and about, that was a good sign.

reaching her hand up to place her coffee mug down onto the table in front, followed by a nod of agreement,
Working as a team they could accomplish amazing tasks, it always impressed her. tasks no one Rocket would ever be able to do alone.
Even in a team though... Faleen learned she had a long way to go with her pokemon.

At the mention of flying, Faleen's smile actually became more genuine, and her cheeks flushed a little pink.
"yes it was, I had been hoping to learn since the last mission, I was grateful for the opportunity. I do apologize if it was a little rocky back there at first."

Another voice announced her arrival, and Faleen looked over to see Nyx, good timing since she had just mentioned the Agent.
"Agent Nyx" she greeted.