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1st Cell: 1st Mission; Party Crashers
Topic Started: Sep 3 2014, 07:03 AM (3,834 Views)
MasterBlade
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Oh no... he heard.

"***..**...*****.....*...*"

"No, Doctor Moon isn't going to ask Rocket Associates to do that."

"But Ivaaaaaaaaaaaan! *Clef*"

...

Doctor moon slapped himself in the face out of frustration, then turned back to the grunts. He pressed a button on his phone revealing a tiny printer on the bottom! It proceeded to print three slips of paper, which the Clefable handed to the other three.

"Beloved Younger Brother welcomes Rocket Associates to use voucher and download silly Pokestar production featuring Beloved Younger Brother as scary villain figure. Watch at own leisure, code non-transferrable as per poorly enforced legal code quoted to band of pokemon thieves."


"There. Grunts have copy of movie. Happy?"

"Yaaaaaaaaay! *Clef*"

The Clefable continued his conversation in a lower tone, already regretting the words he had spoken already. It was almost as if he couldn't have a private chat amongst a gaggle of gossiping girls.
Edited by MasterBlade, Oct 4 2014, 12:31 AM.
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Jennifurret
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Zana slipped the code into her jacket pocket with a shit eating grin, not needing to say anything more.
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Liz raised a brow as she was handed the sheet of paper, then shrugged and stuck it in her pocket. "Eh, I'll check it out after I'm done." She said, making some final tweaks to the ball before setting down the tool...And picking up another, more fine one, getting right back to work.

Someone who had intimate technical knowledge of the inner workings of pokeballs might recognize that she was tweaking the habitat simulation chip, actually making the ball more comfortable for the Cleffa when she was returned to it, but then again the only one with intimate technical knowledge of the inner workings of pokeballs was Liz. Her act of kindness would go unnoticed to all but her pokemon; she made a mental note to do the same to Kat's once she had the time.
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The Clefable would talk on his phone for a minute more before hanging up and starting the engine. "All grunts put seatbelts and safety devices back on. Put away tools and cellphones while vehicle is in operation. Tray tables up, no kicking Driver's seat. We have long ride home; have to take long direction back to base to avoid trackers. Get comfortable."

And with the roaring of the engines, the group and their hovercar were off to report back on a successful victory in the name of their organization.
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It was barely a minute after Moon got the car down that the police sirens could be heard in the distance and then the cars could be seen speeding overhead. When Moon takes off again it appears the chase has certainly passed them by. However, when Moon said the "long direction" he meant it. It took nearly twice as long for the team to arrive back at back as it took to get to the job site.

Upon landing they were greeted by a grunt in full uniform. He is slouchy and could be described as unhappy with his position. But he stands waiting, all the same.
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Zana strode out of the hovercraft with a cocky grin, still proud of their accomplishments from earlier. She saw the miserable looking grunt that was waiting for them. "Don't tell me we have post mission paperwork crap or something." She already wished she was back on a mission instead of back in bureaucracy land. "What do you want?"
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The slumping man pushed up a pair of glasses along the bridge of his nose as Zana spoke. "Actually..." He had to take a deep, raspy breath, "No. I am just here to..." another nasally breath, "Debrief you." Moon would recognize the man from his short time on staff as Dr. Hercules, an ironic name, no doubt. The spindly man was quite proud of his position in team rocket and insisted a lab coat would obscure his uniform. He rejected wearing anything other than a grunt's uniform, despite his position at the head of Rocket's bio-engineering R&D department.

"Grunts are to.... Keep one pokemon from... the mission." His ragged breathing would certainly make him come off as perverted and/ or sickly to most. "The re-" He is interrupted by a phlegmy cough into a handkerchief in his left hand. "The rest are to be... turned in." He wheezes one more time as he turns away. "Grunts can go home.... be back at... eight AM. Early mission." He leaves slowly, shuffling past in the opposite direction the team would need to go to make their turn in and get ready to leave.
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Upon the leaving of the "grunt", Doctor Moon pulled out a glove from his jacket. It quickly inflated upon being worn, extending out long enough for the Clefable to slap Zana across the back of the head.

"Grunt will respect High Ranking Head of Research Doctor Hercules! By technicality of position, Important Doctor is Clefable Doctor's stepfather. Doctor Moon will have no disrespect of family!"

The puffball continued to grumble as he led the group towards the armory for equipment dropoff. He jotted down a few notes in his phone that one could easily read from over his short body; *Elizabeth Riley, ID XXXXXXX, Pokemon Drop ID XXXXXXX, Species: Arcanine, Pull Request: Implant Project DM02.038*. This was followed by a whole swash of documentation and other gibberish that only the science team would really know the scope of, but surmounted into a request to pull a pokemon from the Armory Storeroom.

The Arcanine from this mission in particular. As a researcher in Experimental Nanotechnological Biomechanics, the good Doctor Moon was a provider of cutting edge technology for the Rocket group. His specialty was implants that could be installed without surgery. A current project he was working on was near-completion, and a pokemon that would want to tear his stuffing out would be the perfect candidate for testing the final stage prototype... assuming one of the executives or another scientist didn't already have priority. At the very least the testing would give him something to do until the morning mission started.

Besides watching his brother's silly movies for the thousandth time.
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"Ow!" Zana instinctively reached for the back of her head after the whack. Head of Research, and Dr. Moon's creator? Well, she didn't want to be on his bad side - or make this Clefable any more high strung - but Zana wasn't really one to...apologize.

"No disrespect, just speeding things along here. I like being blunt." Though as she walked to the armory, Zana definitely lacked some of her previous swagger. She was used to being the one bossing others around, and it was hard to just follow orders. It had been a long exhausting day, and she was ready to go home.

She leaned against the armory counter, raising an eyebrow at Dr. Moon and trying to imitate him. "Zana Tolvak. ID-" shit, what was it? Oh yeah, "XXXXXXX, Pokemon Dro...the Absol, okay? How many can their be in your system, that's mine." After a couple minutes of paperwork shuffling, finally the Pokeball was in her hand.

"I need a beer. See you punks in the morning."
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Liz yawned as they landed, hopping out of the car after making sure her gear was intact. She snickered at Zana getting whacked and followed the crew into the armory, absently tossing the Arcanine's and Cleffa's pokeballs in the air. Paperwork, paperwork...Boring. Eventually, she got a pokeball - the Cleffa, no doubt, greedy bastards - and added it to her belt.

"Same; if anyone needs me, tough shit." The snagger called as she began to leave, giving them an absent wave.
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