CLEOPATRA IS THE ONLY

Technology and science wasn't really her cup of tea. She much preferred being outside and practicing more hands-on, less mentally frustrating tasks. But, when Cait had invited her, or rather, told her that the two of them had been picked to come help on this particular escort, body-guard type of mission.. she couldn't exactly say no.

The girl had helped her through a lot recently, even if she didn't know it. Cait's cool, calm personality was quite refreshing compared to some of the people she had met. Not only that, but the girl was wickedly smart. She made good company, and Stormy needed more friends.

Cait had specified a specific time and Stormy planned on being there a little bit early. She had never seen the Mossdeep Space Center, nor did she know that they regularly worked on experiments. To be fair, though, she had only recently made her way to Hoenn.

Upon arriving, she quickly noted that Cait was already waiting at the entrance, peering down at her phone.

"I'm sorry! Am I late, I thought you said to meet up at quarter-to?"

She jogged up to meet her friend, looking down at the adorable Eevee she had tagging along. She gasped aloud, kneeling down to meet the furry little creature.

"Oh my gods! An Eevee! Oh man, I haven't seen one of these guys in ages. There were so many back home.."

There's a hint of sadness in her voice, but she stands off and clears her throat. Her hands awkwardly pat down her jacket, smoothing out the fabric.

"Is the building open? Maybe we should head inside, see what they'd like us to do first."

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"Oh.. okay. That's good."

She smiled warmly, before turning her attention to the building. A small gasp escaped her lips as she marvelled in the sight of the Space Center. It was huge, bigger than the museum in Kanto, and everything was glass or reflective and metal. It looked unearthly, almost, like a sorely out of place object in the midst of Mossdeep city.

While Cait lead the way inside, giggling with how giddy and excited she was, Stormy couldn't help but feel the slightest prickle of unease. Buildings like this reminded her of her cramped and cornered life at Silph. Her posh, hoity-toity, proper upbringing that she had rebelled furiously against. She'd wanted a life like this, once. She'd wanted to run Silph Co., once. But that was in the past now, and just the thought of it made her blood boil.

"Shiny is right, I think they polish every inch of service daily. I'd hate to be the cleanup crew."

She snorted, perhaps acting a little bit rude. The woman shook her head, deep brown locks falling over her shoulders. They sat in heavy, natural curls. Stormy winked at the Eevee as it trotted ahead of her, seeing him pause from time to time to look back and see if she was still following.

As usual, Cait seemed to be the more eager one, offering up her identification right away. The woman at the desk seemed a little bit bored, but she had probably been working here for years and been doing the same thing every day - she couldn't help but be bored.

Stormy handed hers next, and narrowed her eyes a little as she ushered them through. What was so urgent, anyways? If this was all supposed to be a secret, then why was it a big deal? Part of her worried that they should have been given more information before just jumping into the big unknown.

Alas, Cait was trusting and faithful, stuck to her dues and head over heels excited to be asked to work such an important mission. This was her element, who was she to ruin it for her?

"Let's get going Stormy."

The woman breaks her eye contact with the receptionist, pulling away from her lean on the podium desk she sat at so she could follow the green-haired woman. However, she turns again when the receptionist speaks, encouraging them to hurry.

Stormy grumbles under her breath, clearly not thrilled with how pushy the employees seemed to be.

"If they were planning on starting the experiment early, they probably should have given us an earlier time frame to get here by."

The elevators doors slide open, a sucking sound announcing they had reached their desired destination. Once again, Cait seems in awe of her surroundings, and Stormy can't help but smile a little bit in spite of her own negative attitude.

More security arrived to verify their affiliation, and Stormy scoffed a little bit, but held her tongue. Instead, she watched idly as Cait buzzed around, pronouncing her excitement. Stormy herself simply leaned against a nearby window, looking down at the machine that was apparently the main character in this experiment.

For a moment, everything seems to be going smoothly. The scientists are bubbling with pizzaz and energy, talking up a storm about how everything seemed to be going well. They were jotting down notes, pointing at screens, using their hands to express their excitement.

It's when a spark of energy comes off of the machine, the lights start to flicker and dim, and the room falls silent that Stormy pushes herself away from the window.

"What's going on? I sure hope you didn't hire us to fix a machine, because I don't know shit about mechanics."

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Stormy was starstruck with a little bit of panic. While Cait was in the middle of reassuring her that they would probably be escorted out should anything dangerous occur, they were then approached by a very worried scientist who had other things to say about that.

She thought hard, her mind racing as she tried to come up with a solution to this plan. Energy-based attacks? If they didn't help these scientists get the machine back up and running, the sample would be destroyed? They'd probably get blamed for this because they were hired to help, right?

There was sweat beading on her forehead as her mind raced with thoughts of failure and disaster. Cait turned, made eye contact with Stormy, and had a look of determination in her eyes.

Eevee stepped up to the plate, literally. As they were ushered to the fizzling and dying machine, Cait ordered her Pokemon to use something called trump card. Stormy watched in shock as six glowing cards hovered around the Pokemon's head before launching themselves towards the machine.

She hesitated, unsure how to follow this up.

Then she remembered that she had Chansey with her, and the pink medic was quite the helper.

"Chansey, come on out. I need you to use thunderbolt on the machine. We need to give it an extra boost of power, it doesn't have enough."

She said this out loud as she released the adorable Pokemon. With a look of determination, the medic extended her tiny arms in front of her, a blob of yellow lightning forming in the space between her hands. With a great gasp of effort, the Chansey fired off her thunderbolt towards the machine.

Stormy winced a little bit in retaliation, the light being ungodly bright, and her own worries about everything going terrible horribly wrong coming to mind suddenly.

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The thunderbolt seemed to have helped. The chugging slowness of the machine was starting to quiet down as it absorbed each strike of power and converted it into electricity. Stormy watched as Cait took another attempt, asking her Eevee to use swift this time.

In turn, she herself thought about using a different move to the mix.. however, ice beam just didn't seem like the right idea. As Chansey took a step back to recharge a bit, Stormy muddled around in her backpack.

"Actually, Chandelure knows energy ball. I wonder if that'll work better."

Granted, either thunderbolt or energy ball would probably work, as the first attack literally involved electricity.

As the flurry of stars swarmed the machine, the machine absorbing each hit, Stormy released her chandelier Pokemon.

The lovely ghost type creature swooned, twirling a little bit in the air for being summoned. Before she could get close to Stormy to display her affection fully, Stormy pointed at the machine.

"Hey, lovely. Could you do me a favour? Blast that machine with energy ball. Chansey already tried a thunderbolt, but let's see if an energy ball with help more."

The Chandelure trilled gleefully, using her four candelabra arms to conjure up a brilliant sphere of green energy. She let it free, and it bobbed up and down in a less terrifying manner than it might have been in an actual battle. The Pokemon didn't want to demolish the machine, right?

Stormy smiled as the energy ball burst against the metal of the machine.

"Has that done the trick yet, you think?"

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While Chandelure sat back, admiring her effort, she then turned back to Stormy. The woman looked back on her Pokemon, pride glowing in her eyes.

However, the pair of them weren't finished powering up the machine. It still hiccupped and burped even with all of their added power. The scientists seemed pleasantly pleased by what was happening though.

Some even seemed to be jumping up and down in anticipation, tapping away at monitors and keyboards. Something big was happening apparently, and they just needed one last stretch of effort to finish it.

Stormy breathed a sigh of relief at this thought, and furrowed her brows together.

"This better be worth it!"

Another trump card from Eevee was sent, and both Chandelure and Chansey stepped back up to the plate to deliver another thunderbolt and energy ball. The three energy-based attacks pummelled the machine, and it seemed to have done the trick.

Now, they waited with bated breath to see if it had all been worth it, and if the experiment had actually been successful.

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