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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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And lo, down this hallway was none other than Walter, wearing his black Rocket shirt, white lab coat and with his hair tied back. His Weavile, Joseph, was at his side, occasionally scratching a mark into the walls to denote something, as Walter himself was going over a clipboard of information.

He spotted the strange, masked person at the other end of the hallway - and then carried on with his life, returning to his clipboard without pause. He was not interested and had more important things on his mind than the other recruits. While he had spotted the Woobat...that's what Joseph was here for.

Vanitas paused as he spotted another human down the hallway and a Pokemon that looked far more interesting than the duo he had. His hand instinctively twitched at his side but yet again his keyblade failed to come to him.

Looks like he was doing this the old fashioned way.

Moving forward again, almost sauntering as he went, Vanitas took advantage of his mask to look the man over. A scientist--like those ones in Radiant Garden probably. So that could mean either overly quiet or crazy. Neither would be an issue.

His Woobat squeaked in delight and shot forward to greet Joseph, fluttering about the Weavile with a happy grin on it's face.

"Hey. I have a question for you," Vanitas drawled as he got closer, his Phantump practically hiding behind him now.

On the one hand, Walter couldn't believe this was happening for a third time. Why everyone approached him in Team Rocket, he just didn't know. But it certainly was becoming a pattern. But he had learned that the quickest way to get rid of someone was to answer them; his default tactic of ignorance hadn't worked out so far.
"What is your question."

He shied away from the Woobat but Joseph gave a toothy smile and greeted it, jumping up to Walter's shoulder and nuzzling him slightly.

"What is that and where can I get one?" He motioned towards Joseph, frowning behind his mask at the affection the thing was showing. What was with all the Unversed here--Pokemon. Whatever they were. Why were they all so pleasant?

His Woobat fluttered up to eye level with Joseph now that the other was up higher, chirping and squeaking merrily.

"Shut up," Vanitas snapped and immediately the Woobat shot away from Joseph and Walter, ducking behind it's trainer and bumping into his Phantump. The little ghost grabbed a hold of his flighty companion, holding him there as he peered over at the pair before them.

"Also, the name Xehanort doesn't ring a bell, does it?" He sounds almost bored asking it but there's a slight bit of tension creeping into his frame. The last thing he needs is that old man showing up.

"He is a Weavile. I obtained him on Four Island, in the Ice Cave." While Walter wasn't fond of bats, he levelled Vanitas with a cool gaze. He knew Phantumps. He had one of his own and knew what they supposedly were. He had never liked people who used their control to torment children. Joseph tilted his head and narrowed his eyes, also disliking Vanitas for interrupting his conversation wit his Woobat.

"No, I do not know that name. Is that all?" Assuming it was, he waited for Vanitas to merely confirm it so he could leave.

Yeah, sorry Walter. That look does nothing to make him pause in this conversation. He's far too use to getting that look and it only amuses him anymore.

"And where's that? Or are you going to be a pain about the details?" Vanitas crossed his arms as he said it, head tilting as he grinned behind his mask. His Phantump glanced at her trainer then back to Walter and Joseph, a slow little grin appearing on it's face as it held the Woobat tighter.

This seemed like it might be fun.

"No, I have other questions. In a hurry?" he drawled, more than happy to keep bothering this man since he seemed to want the conversation to be done and over with.

"...It's Four Island. Of the Sevii Islands. It cannot be made any simpler. And no. But I have other things to be doing." Walter answered, still as calm and cool as could be.

Joseph looked between Walter and the boy, and then to the Phantump. And winked. Don't worry lil guy! His trainer knows what he's doing.

The Phantump's grin faded at Joseph's wink, a more curious look on the little ghost's face. Silly, Joseph. She's not amused by the idea of her trainer getting taught a lesson; she's amused by her trainer messing with Walter. Now, the Woobat on the other hand squeaks softly at Joseph, squirming to try and get away from the Phantump.

He's the one that's scared of Vanitas.

"Simple if you've been around here before," Vanitas said through a snort. "Is this how you treat newcomers? So rude." He took a few steps closer, glancing at Joseph then to Walter again. "I want it."

"You cannot have him." Walter said curtly. "He is loyal to me." Joseph purred, nuzzling Walter's scruffy jaw.

"The information you want is provided when you arrive." Walter had made a point of actually looking at his Gear and familiarising himself with what it had to say about his partners and his location. And afterwards, the training had established everything else. This was purely on Vanitas for not paying attention.

"Loyalty doesn't mean anything." Because it didn't. Loyalty got you hurt. It got people in trouble. It was a pointless thing.

Vanitas snorted at the information comment, pulling his gear out of the pouch.

"You mean on this? It reads like a boring book and stuff like this can easily be faked," he drawled, tossing his gear up and down in his palm. "So, I asked and you gave me the same stupid information this did. What a boring world."

So a book could be faked...but he didn't think people could also just lie. Walter casually slipped a pokeball from his belt, holding it lightly in his hand. And he didn't realise that while human loyalty was a flimsy, weak thing, the loyaty of Pokemon was something else entirely.

He turned to leave. He had answered Vanitas' questions. He refused to hand over his Pokemon. There was nothing else to discuss.

Joseph grinned and pulled a face at Vanitas as a parting shot. Later loser.

Aw, leaving so soon?

It wasn't Vanitas that moved first, though, despite the urge to kick that stupid cat thing. No, it was his Phantump. The little ghost moved swiftly forward, swinging around in front of Walter with the Woobat in tow. It didn't hesitate to shove the other Pokemon in the man's face, an echoed giggle escaping it as the Woobat squeaked in distress at being shoved around.

Their trainer, meanwhile, darted forward then to make a grab for Joseph, going for the creature's neck so he could haul it up and under his arm.

Both were big, big mistakes. Walter jostled back as the Woobat was shoved in his face, dropping the Pokeball. As Vanitas reached for Joseph the Weavile hissed and swiepd at him.

And before he could try to reach him again, a large, fluffy pink Bewear appeared in a flash of light, directly in his way, looking down on him with a low rumble. Walter remained stoic but he was actually very, very grateful for Robbie's appearance.

"Do not come near me. Or Robbie will remove you." He warned Vanitas. Joseph slid into his arms instead, watching with sharp eyes.

Vanitas merely dodged as he was swiped at, thoroughly amused at how quickly the little cat thing turned vicious. All the more reason to want it really.

But then there was something else in his way and he stepped back before falling into a fighting stance as he eyed the large Unver--Pokemon.

"Remove me, huh?" Vanitas mocked, lips curving into a grin behind his mask. "Apparently I need this one too."

And, ever the intelligent one, Vanitas darted forward, attempting to dart around the bear to get at Walter and Joseph.

Walter didn't even need to move.

Robbie swung his arm and smacked Vanitas. In human terms, even putting force behind such a motion, wouldn't be so impressive. But Robbie was a very strong, highly trained Bewear who didn't hold back when ordered to attack. So when he swung, it was with enough power to snap a telephone pole - aimed right at Vanitas' face.

Whent he attack connected, Joseph screeched in laughter.

The blow knocked Vanitas into the wall, the sound of broken glass hitting the floor as his helmet shattered. (What is it with people and shattering his helmet.) He definitely wasn't expecting the pain that came with the blow, a few of the glass pieces having cut into his face and god was his head throbbing--

But oh. Oh that was what he was looking for.

Muffled laughter escaped Vanitas as he slumped against the wall, reaching up to pull the remains of his helmet off, licking at the blood on his lip from the split there.

His Phantump had let go of his Woobat, enraged by her trainer getting hurt as it's eyes started to glow softly and it swiftly used Confused Ray on the Bewear.

Get away from her trainer!

"Night Slash." Walter said calmly. But he wasn't speaking to Robbie now - Joseph gave another manic, gleeful cry and launched off him, claws glistening with darkness and slashing through the ghost. It was overkill, it was a strong attack, it was super effective, Joseph was many, many levels above the Phantump.

Looking over at Vanitas calmly, Walter gently touched Robbie's back.

A shrill squeak escaped the Woobat now as the Phantump was knocked out, the little ghost unresponsive as it's partner tried to get it to say something. When no response came, the Woobat turned it's attention to Joseph, looking distraught as it squeaked out Sorry Sorry Sorry over and over again.

Vanitas had sunk to the ground now, clearly not planning to get up again at the moment before there was definitely a rather manic sort of glee on his face as he watched Walter and Robbie.

"I can't wait to take them," he mumbled out through his bubbling bouts of laughter, licking his lips again.

Now he had a goal.

Walter calmly walked up to Vanitas, followed by Robbie. "They would kill you." He explained, very calmly and very slowly. "And I would kill you." Robbie growled and nodded.

Joseph gave the Woobat a look. "He's right you know. If your trainer tried to take me, I'd take his throat out! So if you like him alive, keep him back....or if you want him dead, just say so. These humans come back, so we cna kill him again and again and again!"

Vanitas snickered, tilting his head as he looked up at Walter.

"Now I know what to expect. We're going to have a lot of fun, the two of us," the young man practically purred.

His Woobat fluttered about nervously, looking from Joseph to Vanitas and back again before shaking itself about.

"I can't stop him. He'll do it again and again. He won't be scared of you either." Even if the Woobat is clearly terrified.

"Then he will die! Again and again and again." Joseph shrugged, with a big toothy grin. "Our Trainer has endured suffering. But we won't let him suffer."

Walter simply straightened and motioned for Robbie to come with him. Joseph paused however, quickly looking over the Woobat. "Hey...if he turns out too bad to ya...the stealing thing isn't just a one way street." He winked, before jumping up to Walter's shoulder again as they left towards the labs. Restricted access meant it was safe from people like Vanitas.

Edited 2017-05-22 18:42 (UTC)

"He'll probably enjoy it," the Woobat squeaked softly, slowly lowering to the ground to settle near the fainted Phantump--since Vanitas had left their Pokeballs back in the room he'd woken up in. And while Joseph's parting words gave him some hope...he wouldn't leave his trainer even if he was stolen.

Vanitas just watched the group go, far more amused than someone that had just been assaulted by a Pokemon like Bewear should be.

Maybe this wouldn't be all that bad after all.

[Wow, stick out a little harder, why don't you. Seeing as Vanitas is an obvious newcomer, Manaka is all ready to sweep in and offer help and feel out how useful he might be to her — but then he opens his mouth, and she pauses on her way to intercept him, standing several feet away as she tilts her head and watches him.]

Eh? That's not very nice of you to say! [...Of course, the sincerity of her objection is questionable when her tone of voice is as light as the smile on her face.] What's wrong with letting it enjoy itself?

_{[If Vanitas (or maybe his Pokemon) found themselves hungry at some point during their relentless prowling of the facility, they might eventually stumble across the cafeteria and its many smells of varying degrees of appetizing-ness!]

[And in doing so, they might, in addition, come across three individuals.]

[The first, an enormous purple LUMP tipping part of one of the tables slightly upwards-- it's a Granbull who apparently decided the place to be was 'partially wedged under a seat five times smaller than himself'.]

[The second, a tiny, easily-missed blue bat hunkered down on top of the table and nibbling on a single grape.]

[The third: a wild-haired youth of... frankly indeterminate gender at first glance. Said youth is hunched over a piece of paper and scribbling wildly with a marker. Also muttering. He's very engrossed in his task.]

[Investigate? Y / N]}

Edited 2017-05-23 05:51 (UTC)

[Vanitas paused, looking from his Woobat to the young girl that decided to get involved in what he was doing.

Why was it always stupid girls?]

Because I don't care if it's enjoying itself. It's mine and it's going to do what I tell it to do.

[His Woobat let out a squeak which prompted his Phantump to shove the little thing through the air and up against one of the walls.

Quiet you.]

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