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These wannabe unversed are worthless.

I seriously have to train them to make them stronger?

Pathetic.

[Hello, fellow Rockets! A newcomer is in your midst and...frankly he's just unimpressed with everything. And bored.]

Where can I find better ones?

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[For those lucky enough to be wandering the hallways, Vanitas won't be hard to miss. Rather than change into his Team Rocket issued uniform like he'd been told, the young man is still wearing his outfit from home--helmet and all. He's got two tag-alongs in his exploration, one being his Phantump and the other his Woobat.

The first is drifting along quietly and obediently, pausing whenever Vanitas does to avoid running into it's master. The Woobat, however, is darting all over the place having the time of it's life now that he's out of his Pokeball!

Which of course just makes Vanitas hate it even more.]

You're pathetic. [The Woobat just squeaked in delight and Vanitas rolled his eyes behind his mask before veering down another hallway to see who or what he could find.]

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[Stepping closer to the table, Vanitas absently looked over what it was that the kid was working on so hard--wow..just wow--before focusing on Wrath directly.]

Vanitas. Who are you?

[If there's one thing he'd learned it was that kids could be easily manipulated if you went about it the right way.

So, time to feel this one out a bit.]

Quite the plan you got there.

[His Phantump pouted when the Zubat pulled the grape closer, sinking down to almost sit on the table itself as it let out a pitiful sound.]

_{[Look, he's trying, okay?]

[He sits up a little straighter, head tilting curiously. Vanitas isn't wrong... about Wrath or about kids in general. Buuut to say Wrath was your average garden variety tyke would be a potentially disastrous error.]}

I'm Wrath.

_{[He puffs out a sigh and taps his marker on the paper, with a slightly frustrated note entering his voice.]}

It could use some work. Normally I have lots of ideas, but when I started trying to write them down, they stopped coming.

_{[Not usually being one to plan... anything in advance, he has absolutely no concept of Writer's Block whatsoever.]

[The Zubat, on the other hand, chitters helpfully and extends one of his small wings to gesture towards the counter-- there are MANY grapes, to be had by all!}

[Wrath.

Well wasn't that an interesting name.]

Sounds like a real pain.

[Moving closer to the table, Vanitas took an open seat, propping an elbow on the table and his chin in his hand.]

Why are you the only one making a plan? Shouldn't there be other people helping you?

[The Phantump perks up a bit and immediately drifts over to get a couple grapes, popping one into it's mouth right away before it floats back over to it's new Zubat friend.]

_{[The Granbull below the table snorts loudly when Vanitas sits... but doesn't stir further, outside of licking its chops, just as loudly.]

[Wrath doesn't seem to suspect anything is amiss about this stranger (yet), so he takes the question at face value.]}

Well, I just got a promotion.

_{[He puts emphasis on this word because it's important.]}

So... the pressure's on.

_{[The word choice honestly sounds extremely weird coming from someone Wrath's... everything (size, age, hygenic state...). Truth is he probably heard someone use that phrasing and then absorbed it like a sponge.]

[The Zubat seems reassured by the fact that the little ghost tree would rather take the up-for-grabs grapes than his, and flicks his ears invitingly, squeaking. Is your trainer new?]}

[Oops. Sorry, big guy.

Vanitas briefly glances down at the Granbull, a bit amused by the look of the mutt before his attention's on Wrath again.]

Congrats on the promotion. Does that make you my boss or something?

[He can at least pretend to give a shit.]

Anything I can do to help?

[He's picking up on the sponge aspect of this kid and he approves of it. Makes him a good target for luring onto Vanitas's side.

Very new. Just arrived! The Phantump looked quite pleased as she announced that before popping another grape into her mouth. He wants to be a good Rocket!]

Not the boss.

That would be Auntie and Uncle.

But I can give orders, so you should listen to me if I do.

_{[Give any orders, that is.]

[This whole promotion business is still kind of sinking in-- Wrath's never been anything more than a mook, here and at 'home'. But oh BOY, when he does start throwing his weight around, will he ever.]}

I should probably do the planning on my own, though.

They're really counting on me and I want to impress them.

_{[Pipsqueak (the Zubat), bobs his tiny head encouragingly. He looks very spooky for a human! I'm sure he'll do just fine!]

[Because those are the most important qualifications for a Rocket, of course.]}

Auntie and Uncle.

[The hell does that mean? What weird names.]

I haven't met them yet.

[Vanitas smirks a bit.]

Don't worry about that. I'll listen.

[To some extent.

Maybe.]

Fair enough. I bet if you came up with some really creative way to get a lot of Pokemon at once they'd be really thrilled. Some sort of way to round up a herd or something.

[Flood--the Phantump--twirls in the air once before settling again. He is very spooky! I like him!

A lot.]

Don't worry, you will. They're very nice. Auntie makes good cookies and can kill a man with her thumb.

_{[He says this idly as he doodles abstract shapes at the bottom of his paper.]}

That's a pretty good idea.

I've stolen lots of Pokemon before, but you can only carry so many Pokeballs before you start dropping them.

_{[And like, usually he had a sack, but still. :T Limitations, limitations.]

[The Zubat chitters in agreement, though his ears droop a little. My trainer can be spooky too! But most of our team-mates don't take us very seriously...]}

Sounds like the kind of person I'm going to enjoy working for.

[Though he really has no intentions of doing much for Team Rocket unless there's something really good in it for him.]

Too bad there's no some sort of farm you can take over and use as a place to collect said herd.

[A sack is only going to get you so far. Now a pasture..

My trainer will help! Your trainer will be the best boss! Flood mused happily, clasping it's little hands together in a delighted manner.]

_{[Wrath, being an impressionable child with a past packed to the brim with delights such as induction into monster crime gangs and brainwashing, is completely loyal to Team Rocket. Possibly (definitely, in fact) to a fault.]

[He's not hard to please, when it comes to being rewarded for his efforts.]

[However, he tilts his head to the side at the off-handed suggestion, looking very thoughtful. Very thoughtful.]}

... A farm...

_{[Pipsqueak tilts his head as well, in an almost perfect mimicry of his trainer, and just as contemplatively. Teamwork is good. I think Team Rocket could use more of that!]}

[Vanitas gives the young man a curious look, eyebrow lifting.]

Got something in mind?

[Because that's what he's hoping for. Give him a lead, Wrath, and let him help so he can collect some new Pokemon of his own.

Flood squeaked in delight, spinning in the air again before floating over to Pipsqueak and patting the other's head. Teamwork is the best! Our trainers will be the best!

At stealing and being pains in the ass.]

.... Yeah.

_{[Suddenly in important business-mode, Wrath pulls a blank sheaf of paper under the one that's already been written on, grabs his marker back up, and starts to scribble intently. His tongue is poking out and everything.]

[What's he writing?]

[.... Absolutely nothing.]

[He's literally just scribbling on the paper.]}

--it helps me concentrate.

_{[--he adds, as though anticipating... some comment on it.]

[OBLIVIOUS TO THE SCENE UNFOLDING NEXT TO HIM, Pipsqueak is just overjoyed at having a new friend. Yes!
Yes! The BEST! My name is Pipsqueak, what's yours?!]}

...Right.

[Yep. This one's a weirdo. But Vanitas can work with that.

He gives it a few moments, just watching Wrath scribble away, before speaking up again.]

So what are you concentrating on?

[Amused by the other's excitement, Flood zips closer and hugs Pipsqueak in a show of affection that..is just that. For show. But hey, she's good at it. Flood! We're friends now right?

A new plan.

I know about a farm.

There's lots of Pokemon there.

_{[He's never BEEN there-- in fact, he's only been out of Goldenrod City at all once or twice-- but it's hard not to see MooMoo Farms commercials every time you pass a TV. The cute little dancing Miltank song is so catchy!]}

If I could just get it...

_{[Pipsqueak is a bright little fellow, but he's not exactly drowning in friends. He may in fact be just a LITTLE desperate. So he cheerfully agrees, not noticing any falseness! Yes! Best friends!! --Oh! And the Granbull's name is Truck! Truck meet our new friend Flood!!]

[The big bulldog merely snorts and smacks his chops in his sleep.]}

[Oh here we go. Finally something a little more interesting.]

Lots, huh? That's definitely a good place to try and get your hands on then. Couldn't you send some people up there to take it over?

[You are a leader after all, Wrath. Send people out like soldiers or something.

Flood let's Pipsqueak go, floating over to get a better look at Truck.

He's big! Looks kind of mean. Are you mean, Truck? The Phantump tilted it's head, eyes wide as it stared at the other.

Nevermind that the Granbull is clearly asleep.]

Maybe.

But it wouldn't be any fun sitting here while other people do it.

_{[Not to mention... he really wants to impress their recently-appointed superiors and prove their faith in him is founded! And what better way to do that than by being hands-on?]

[No, he's very nice most of the time. But he looks scary in fights and barks very loud. Our trainer likes to send him out first to frighten the enemy Pokemon!]

[As Pipsqueak elaborates, the Granbull opens his mouth wide in a yawn-- and his name is apt, because you could basically drive a car in there and never see it again.]}

[Vanitas can't help but smirk lazily.]

I knew there was something about you I liked. Need any help? I mean, you are my boss, right?

[It'll give him something to do at least.

I don't blame him! Scaring others is fun and makes the fight more exciting! Flood twills, drifting closer to Truck when the other yawns, peering into the dark expanse of the other's mouth. He could gobble us up!]

_{[Wrath rubs his chin. Normally he's a smirky little shit too, but he's in Business Mode.]}

... I probably will.

I'm good at sneaking into places, and good at scaring people, and good at fighting, but teamwork is always best.

But I'm gonna need to come up with a good plan first.

_{[He does eat a lot! But don't worry, he won't eat you! .... U-unless you're in the way when he shuts his mouth. Then he might, by accident! IT'S NEVER HAPPENED BEFORE, but Truck is so big, Pipsqueak honestly thinks that's a fairly realistic possibility. :I;;]}

Well, whatever I can do to help, just let me know.

[Not that he's going to stick around this place for long, though. He's already bored with everything and wants to find out more about this place.

Plus he wants to find stronger monsters.

If you're sure~ Flood twilled before drifting back over to the Zubat so she could flop on the other Pokemon. I bet there are Pokemon that would want to eat us though! We're both small.]

Oh, don't worry, I will!

_{[He says this with authority, chest swelling. Because YES! Now he has something to work from!!]

[Meanwhile, Pipsqueak, true to his name, is small even for a Zubat. He promptly goes flat on the table under the ghost with a startled peep. Well yes! Lots of Pokemon have wanted to eat me! If I didn't have my team-mates, I might have been something's dinner a long time ago!]}

Good. See? I'd say you're a pretty good leader already, kid.

[Get on his good side and at least then he'll have someone in his corner on occasion.

Flood giggled and patted the bat's head before sitting up, resting on the table beside him now instead. Good thing you have teammates then! I wouldn't want you to end up lunch

Though it'd be kind of funny..]

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