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Smilin' Seadra. That was the name of the dive bar that Goro not only lived in the attic space overhead but worked there as well, at least not when working on Rocket related stuff. It wasn't much to look at though. Flooded during the invasion of Team Rocket, his team now. He looked around the streets of skid row to see it empty save for the wino or two. It'd been like that for a while now. He sighed and headed in, the ding of a bell above the door giving his introduction to whoever had been at the bar. It was Rosalï. He waved, she waved, and they went about their business. The ginger bartender knew Rocket ran the bar and knew Goro no matter what, no matter the guise. So Bucky was no different.

A private room had been set up in the corner room of the bar, large enough to hold maybe ten people comfortably. There was a stone circle table in the middle with a sofa and two recliners as well, Goro choosing to sit in the newer of the two. It had fewer stains than the other too. Sitting down, he pulled out the vial he had been using to keep the flower alive. More alive than it was already. The flower hadn't even wilted since he'd left Petalburg a couple of days ago.

It was during that travel time that Goro went to catching some more pokemon as well as making a few calls through the Rocket directory. He may be a clown but he wasn't stupid. Well, that stupid. He did have to call the care service number to find the directory. He needed some botanical experts, grass type enthusiast, nature-loving tree huggers; the works. Only a few got back to him, most thinking him a junkie or the others a lunatic. Those meeting him hopefully wouldn't think the same of him. Troye, his Togepi, was snoozing in his lap.

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[attr="class","sampost2"]sam's patience for most things was astounding. from not minding traffic, to not minding when people went off on him in traffic for something he didn't do. then there were the typical 'lectures' that he got from some of the grunts he delivered to because of a 'lack of detail' which wasn't necessarily sam's fault. why? because rockets are some secretive bastards and it wasn't sam's fault that they damn well liked to keep their secrets. at least, that's how sam felt... that didn't seem to be how others felt.

he'd just finished with a job, gotten lectured because the grunt he'd delivered the items too told him he didn't give enough details, then sam ended up with a bloodied lip because sam promptly told the other guy if he wanted more details he could talk to the grunt before sam. sam even offered to give a name and number. apparently, sam's tone had been too 'smartass' because that's exactly what the grunt had called him before giving him a good punch to the face and then requesting the information.

ah, being the middle man was a pain. but it did pay well. mostly because nobody liked being the middle man.

good thing this job wasn't going to be like that. well, job was a bit of a stretch. he'd heard around that somebody needed some researcher's opinion on something and being that he was one of the few grunts that actually had decent knowledge on most pokemon subjects, he offered his services. which is exactly why he was entering the smiling seadra. no, smilin' seadra. right.

once in the building, he eyed the man he'd needed to meet and went to the bar to order himself his favorite orange soda before taking a seat and giving a friendly wave. "sam."

and it was only then that sam realized, 'shit, what if this is the wrong table?' he barely managed to keep his 'dear in the headlight' gaze to himself.






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elijah's here early. some may say that he's shy. not a people person. a grumpy cat, a sourpuss. but he just doesn't want to contend with the complex knots of one-on-one conversation when he can avoid it. he's already tangled up in enough vines anyway.

lurking somewhere within musky hollows of the pub, elijah nurses his favorite drink: water on the rocks. three ice cubes rock into each other, clattering against the glass' edges before sticking to one another as a deformed avalugg. it's annoying. it glides over his lips like freezing chapstick and brightens his cupid's bow with a fresh pink.

the waiting man is soon joined by another and elijah, after a second of laziness, peels himself away from his shadowy stool to meander over. his gait is slow, dragging- and he carries with him, the slight scent of a woody cologne: no doubt his own creation.

"hi. yes. i'm here." elijah's flat-toned voice rumbles from deep within the cage of his broad chest. he extends his hand-one forged rough and warm by years of meticulous workmanship-toward the two men beside him.



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Goro glanced between the two of them, the blue of his contacts like a crashing waterfall eyeing these Rocket researchers. He offered a curt nod to Sam as the awkward man took a seat and Goro gently rose from his chair as to not wake his Togepi. "Jeraud." He said calmly, easily, shaking Elijah's hand. The lie was out of his mouth before he had even chosen a new alias himself. Changing faces, identities, all these things were like second nature to the ex conny. So he'd need a new name at the very least with these men. Sure, they may all be Rocket, but that didn't mean he trusted them; even less so in fact. Until Goro knew they could be kept silent, he’d be known as Jeraud.

"Thank you both for coming." Goro began, speaking to the pair. He rubbed one of his eyes, there were fresh dark bags beneath them, before continuing, "I witnessed something... unimaginable." There was a pause. He was hesitant about sharing this secret, his own little oddity of the world; but he needed answers. Still, sitting, he shuffled around in his pockets for the vial containing that flower. It was a common daisy, save for the scent. Underwhelming and barely noticeable save for those near it, none would expect it to smell so pleasant. Not like a daisy, not like anything in particular, but just pleasant. It brought pleasure to just get a whiff of the thing.

That odd scent lingered as Goro held the vial in his hand for the others to see. "Someone - and I won't be noting who it is until we figure out how they did it - brought a dead, trampled flower back to life. Beyond that, even. It's been a few days since then and the flower hasn't even wilted, it looks like it's still living - attached to the roots or stem or whatever." He explained, clearly not learned in botany or grass types. He only knew one kind of herb. Not true, but it was his favorite weed.

"I want to know how this person simply laid their hands on a dead plant and brought it back to life. Who the fuck brings things back to life?!" He was clearly disturbed or distressed, the entire ordeal had been stressing Goro out since he left the woods.

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the moment the man spoke sam wondered if this was going to be one of those 'aliens' stories. you know, those stories where the old guy goes on and on about something and claims it's aliens and that he has proof. come to find out the 'proof' is just a photograph with a broken camera that caused a lens flare.[break][break]

regardless, the grunt kept his mouth shut and listened. why? because he wanted to get paid. it was easy for him to even go so far as to put on a listening face; one of slight interest and no judgemental gazes whatsoever- even if his brain was being extra judgemental...[break][break]

oh and look, it was better than aliens. magical plant healing people! sam's face remained pretty stoic, very expressionless, though his mind probably would be best represented by a gif of somebody raising only one eyebrow and skeptically wrinkling their features. the idea that somebody simply laid their hands on the planet and brought it back to life, separate from the earth it grew upon, was bizarre. what was more bizarre was the aroma that surrounded the plant. it smelled... well, the only way he could describe it was good. which was strange, and a bit terrifying, admittedly.[break][break]

"they just, laid hands on it, and gave it life shaymin style?"[break][break]



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like sam, elijah remains placid. unmoving. his eyes plunk down on their host, heavy and anchored by an unabashed grumpiness. the scent of the plant was pungent: something elijah truly enjoyed. however, to the green-haired apothecary, the vial ruins the romance. the smilin' seadra is no garden or woodland: just a seedy, dingy bar.

elijah crosses his arms and accidentally bumps into sam's arm. he offers no apology and instead, his elbow retreats a smidge. he's happy that sam speaks first. a little less effort from him means more energy saved for later for home. where ever home was today.

"why not tell us who it is? no use in concealing information if we're trying to figure this out for you, kid." elijah says. "might as well believe it was a shaymin- or maybe you did see a shaymin. you're clearly in shock," he narrows his eyes suspiciously, "because of a plant."



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Goro answered Sam first. "Their eyes flashed for a moment and poof. Zombie flower." He said, trying to calm himself down with the undead reference. It didn't help. He couldn't help but think about all of those pokemon. They were bones. Dirt. Food for worms. His icy eyes meet Elijah's next when Goro responds, "Because I don't know what they're capable of and... They're a powerful person in the League, so who knows who else could be involved... and because I'm worried." He said at last. That was a terrifying thought. This person, Cait, or these people, the Leauge - they're acting like gods.

He continued, "We don't know what they're capable of or if there are more like them these, these... freaks." He paused. "And it wasn't something like Shaymin. This flower -" And he held it out closer to both of their faces, "- was dead. Shaymin is like... Purifying? I don't know, I'm not the brains. But it wasn't like anything I've ever seen, and this person did it with a flash of her ey-" It was brief. Very very brief. The change in tone in his voice. Goro had said her. Maybe they wouldn't notice. "Their eyes and just touching it."

Blue eyes that weren't his own looked Elijah blank in the face. "What if they could do the opposite? If they can bring something back to life... That's what I'm shocked about. Not the plant, the person."

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'shit just hit the fan... spectacular.' sam's thoughts were as pessimistic as always and kept to himself. he didn't bother even making a face or flinching away when the zombie-flower-carrier mentioned that the league was involved. they were typically always involved. the war between the rockets and the league had gone on since the dawn of rocket, or possibly the dawn of the league. it wasn't nearly as important in sam's mind as it should have been. not because he was a wishy-washy-rocket, though that was the truth. it was more because sam had bigger things to worry and fret over. like if his mother would survive her next treatment or surgery. the petty war between political officials just didn't matter[break][break]

which brought to light the fact that he was curious enough about this person in the league and their ability to seemingly raise the dead, even something as minuscule as a flower. that sort of thing couldn't be ignored by rocket. unfortunately.[break][break]

maybe he would be assigned to research it, instead of just having to do little odd jobs. a steady 'job' of sorts within rocket--[break][break]

a shoulder brushing his jarred his thoughts and he focused on the words goro spoke as he ignored the tingle in his elbow from the macho-green-haired-man's touch. the fear in goro's tone was evident, and the change in tone when he'd slipped. what had he slipped up about? ah, gender identity. so it was a female? a league female? he'd be keeping his eyes out for a league girl with glowing eyes.[break][break]

"the only thing in recorded history that can bring anything back to life is celebi, and even then it's mostly myth. since xerneas, known as the life pokémon, namely just deals in giving eternal life and there's no record of revivals happening." sam gave a small dialog, his thoughts out loud, before leaning back in his chair and crossing his arms over his chest in thought. "...i haven't ever heard of a person being able to do such a thing... but pokémon have inhabited people before, namely psychic pokémon, which celebi happens to be."[break][break]

in short? it was possible and sam's tone suggested it wasn't his problem.[break][break]



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"maybe they're a zoroark casting illusions."

elijah snorts. he slaps his hand on his thick neck, cracking it with a jerk of his head.

"listen. there's no use in making up stories or making wild guesses... especially if you're scaring yourself shitless." he tosses a gesture toward goro, anchoring his elbow to the counter.

"so what? let's say this is actually real. no smoke and mirrors. no psychic possession. this person—whom you haven't named yet by the way—can bring a plant back to life. whoop-dee-doo. elijah rolls his eyes, their orbit matching the syllables of his last utterance.

"what a threat!"

the apothecary's face darkens. he stands. then, he careens forward in stark contrast to sam's backward lean. here, his lazy slouch works to his advantage, broadening his already broad body as he casts a domineering shadow over the cold stone table.

"you know what i'm curious about? what were you doing with someone in the league, hm? isn't that suspicious?" elijah's eyes flick toward sam before returning to goro. his eyes narrow into daggers. "you were obviously close enough to grab that plant."


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Sometimes Goro wished he wasn’t born pretty. He wished he had the brains like Sam. It made sense, in a way. Sort of. Well, like, Goro could see it. Cait had been in a clearing, reveling in nature undisturbed. Her grass type Pokémon bringing her the dead flower. Cait of Mauvile was being possessed by a Celebi. They both started with the same letter, Goro humored with sour taste in his mouth.

Goro then gave Elijah’s comments any attention. His accusations meant little to him at that point. Instead, he glared daggers at the man and stuck his tongue out at what most would consider childish. Instead, two tongues struck out in a blur faster than the average eye could see: one from above that stopped just short of his left eye while the other struck at his right ankle, nothing harmful in either way but the implications were clear. “I was able to get close because of this.” Goro said dryly. “It’s called a trap, and many more a fool than you have fallen for a set up like this.” As he spoke, the camouflaged Kecleon revealed itself from where it hand been clinging to a wall behind Elijah. Overhead, were any to look, a Frogadier was spying from a support beam. “I was able to survive that encounter and claim my prize with wit and cunning, something I thought was a stable in Rocket.” He continued, giving the man a once over with a flick of his eyes.

He turned his attention to Sam. ”Thanks for the help.” Goro offered in a warmer tone. Still shaken, but friendlier - at least compared to Elijah. His Pokémon and their tongues retreated towards the chair Goro still sat in, stroking the top of the dozing Togepi’s head. “Do you have anything useful to say or is brooding all you’re good at? If so, you’ve seen the door.” Goro asked bluntly, his head tilting towards said door.

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Elijah’s joke had Sam letting out a snort of sorts as he took a sip of his drink. With the way Goro was going off, that was definitely a reaction that was to be expected.[break][break]

It was interesting to Sam that people would have thought this was a ‘scary’ topic. He supposed if he saw somebody bring a Pokémon back to life he might be a bit weirded out… but scared? That wasn’t at all likely. If only because he didn’t much care about the ‘power’ behind such an act, but the science instead. It was intriguing, not frightening. Or perhaps he was just an oddball.[break][break]

The glance thrown back by Elijah wasn’t met with anything but a side eye and a brow raise. The sort of motions that said Sam was listening but had no intention of speaking just yet. ’My guess is mission… that would make sense. Otherwise, most Rockets tend to want to Hulk Smash league members, not play nice.’ [break][break]

Oh and there it was, the cock fight. It was why Sam simply sided with believing people and keeping his skeptical thoughts to himself. Sam would have been lying if he hadn’t felt a small ego boost in the fact that he was treated better than Elijah, most people would have, but instead of letting the two argue he leaned forward enough in the chair to show he was engaging the conversation. A soft hand was placed on Elijah’s forearm, then his hand quickly retreated. It was Sam’s way of saying ‘down Bessie’ without being commanding or ugly.[break][break]

”Okay, so, you set a trap and you were a good Rocket boy. Props.” Sam’s tone was showing no harsh tones, just neutral interest. ”The league might have somebody who can revive flowers. But what if it goes beyond flowers? I understand the concern, but why bring it to… well, us? Why wouldn’t taking it to the Boss be your first instinct?”[break][break]

Then, Sam showed a smirk. The first real emotion other than neutral or sassy since he’d sat down. ”Or is it perhaps, that we’re Guniea pigs? To see how the Boss would react to the craziness?” [break][break]



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the tongues are filthy. elijah shifts by a small degree and blinks. he closes his left eye with a jolt, disgusted by the fleshy stalk.

however, these sticky-wet tongues foster familiar sensations. memories of plunging his arm down to fish the bones of the unfortunate from his victreebel's belly drown the eerie drip of an extended tongue.

"arceus, settle down." elijah says, his left eye still closed. "we're in public for crying out loud. he swats at the tongues with his forearm and leg. 

"you still haven't answered my question: who was it? how can we help when you're concealing shit like a selfish bastard?" elijah snorts. "be useful and answer that."

elijah continues as a bitter and disgruntled guinea pig.

"yea, and about the boss? if you want our help figuring this plant out, then i say we're credited too when you give the boss this intel."


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Again, his eyes drifted between the two “brains” goro had found in the rocket directory and was finding himself more and more drawn to Sam. sam might have some snark but at least he wasn’t a total cunt. that, and he had still been the only one to give any kind of advice.

blue eyes lazily drifted towards Elijah. ”Stop bitching. This isn’t public and by no means private to either of you. If something were to go down that door would shut.” which, it did. the door closed with the gentlest of taps from Saint Vincent, who used shadow sneak to do so. She reemerged from a shadow by Goro’s seat as he rose, careful not to wake the Togepi.

”The way I see it, the only help I’ve had so far is from Sam, who, yes, was right about the testing idea. Can’t just show up to the boss or someone up the ladder spouting nonsense, eh?” Goro said, his eyes deadpanning to Elijah. ”You want credit? Then be useful.”

”Oh, and don’t call me a name again, or I might just forget we’re on the same team.” He added, the icy blue of his contacts as cold as steel.

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The more time Sam spent with the Froakie line, the more they made him want to never have one. Why? Because they were always sneaking and shifting. Or perhaps Sam was more of the ‘honest and moral’ kind of guy. The sort that didn’t randomly do shady things to get his way… oh and this was why he was only a grunt in Rocket, because he didn’t much care to do underhanded things to change his status and elect himself a higher rank.

Oh, morals, those weighted things.

The dick contest was becoming irritating. Elijah was simply skeptical, which Sam could understand. People reacted differently to skepticism. Some manipulated a situation to become more comfortable, some were more brash or harsh to try and create comfort, some didn’t give a fuck, and other - like Sam - tended to dissect what he could from a situation by using either flattery or giving an ego boost.

Not everything Sam said was bullshit though, which made Sam all the more unique in his approach to his skepticism.

”Let’s not get hostile.” Sam shifted uncomfortably as the door slammed shut. ”Taking away our escape route isn’t going to make us anymore comfortable. Elijah has every right to be uncomfortable in the situation. As much right as you do. We were called here because of our knowledge, you’re demanding from us mind you, even going so far as to ‘shut us in.’”

A small shrug of his shoulders was all he could manage as he feigned comfort and ‘relaxed’ into the chair again. ”My advice in this particular situation would be trust. Firstly, opening the door. Secondly, maybe acting a slight less childish and paranoid toward our intentions. Which, by the way, are simply to observe for our own curiosity.”

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elijah rolls his eyes. their arc of orbit is impossibly wide and long, nearing a century in earthly years. finally, they settle and look through goro.

he steadies his breath. calms himself down. it's no use attempting fruitful discussion with the human equivalent of a wobuffet. the apothecary, slowly but surely, replaces his poisonous thoughts with other toxins. during his festering contemplation, he allows sam space to speak.

"like i said. i'm waiting for a name which i've asked for two times." elijah says blankly, shifting into his seat. "you still haven't answered."

he crosses his arms and clutches his elbows as if to expel his violence through his pushing fingertips.

"like sam said, if you want our knowledge, give us yours." a long sigh unfurls from his lips like a vine. "we're on the same team. regrettably. so i guess i'll trust you-- if you trust me."

sam's mediation works. for now.