Oscar's smile didn't waver as Noah critiqued his battle style. He nodded enthusiastically, "Yeah I didn't know he'd do that. Grievous can be rough sometimes, but I'll have a talk with him about teamwork." Oscar had no intention of speaking to Grievous about that move, as far as he was concerned it was between him and Obi to figure out. Besides, Oscar found it rather funny.

Grievous seemed uninterested in the conversation, truth be told he was rather eager to get some rest. This was quite the workout for him, and he could already feel his muscles aching. Feeling similarly to his blaziken, Oscar was eager to depart. The badge was handed over, and Oscar gleefully stared at it. This little pin represented so much, above all else a change in Oscar's pathetic life. At long last, things would change.

Oscar thanked Noah once again, before turning on his heels and heading toward the exit. Oscar's expression grew more demented the longer he looked to the pin. He would put in his application to become a Beast of Rocket that afternoon.

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