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POSTED ON Jun 16, 2021 4:09:24 GMT

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Taking full advantage of the open bar. The bar at the end of the foyer. He had what was clearly a half-full break-room cup of coffee in one hand and a chocolate liqueur in the other. He poured the liqueur into the coffee until it was topped off, before sliding the bottle across the counter to someone who raised their hand. He dipped a finger in to stir his drink, holding the drink in his bandaged left hand.

The 'submarine' was more like an army barracks with a turbine and a steering wheel. A cavernous and well-ventilated place teeming with worker bees. A place low enough below the surface of the water for the sun's glare to not make every room hot and humid.

The foyer was the hub that connected it all. Connected offices to gyms. Dorms to medbay. And... what's this? Someone who looked so unlike everyone else. Clean cut, clothes so ironed that they looked stiff. He didn't appear to be lost, but he appeared out of place. Giona sprung to his feet, sipping his drink and making a beeline to him.

"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

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POSTED ON Jun 17, 2021 15:17:02 GMT

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"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

"I've got an assignment, but I can hang." Bill replied, looking his latest questioner up and down. The styles in rocket sure had changed in the last decade, but he was willing to bet that the people here were almost the same, even if the whole setup was underwater now.

Bill caught a whiff of the man he was talking to. Blood, chocolate, alcohol and coffee. Yep. Same old Rocket, he thought with a smile. "I'm just waiting for paperwork to go through, actually. I've got all the time in the world."

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POSTED ON Jun 17, 2021 15:37:29 GMT

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Giona looked like a schoolboy. Or more accurately, a schoolboy by way of a schoolboy’s idea of a cool 20-something. He had on a white button-up and black slacks, as well as black shoes that were allegedly all-terrain. Just nice enough for the gym, and just tough enough to hike in. He had a dangling earring under each ear, and greying black hair in an undercut.

He wasn’t very bright, but somewhere in the recesses of his mind he recalled his meeting with Ms. Amemiya. An unassuming person who was nonetheless a Rocket with seniority over him. Ms. Amemiya’s imperfections, whether they were her fault or not, made her more human and approachable. Bill’s endlessly clean-cut look put a pang of nervousness in him. The hairs on the side of his head were only a 1/16 inch long, and they still stood on end.

Giona downed a 1/5 of his drink, then resumed speaking.

"Hell yeah, dude. I don’t mean to pry, but was it paperwork for a transfer? I had to fill that out when I moved from a landscaping company paying dues to Rocket to actually working at a safehouse.”

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POSTED ON Jun 17, 2021 16:31:29 GMT

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"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

Bill wore a spotless polo, beach slacks, and deck sandals. He looked like the kind of man that had been hit with a divorce settlement and come out the other side with both houses, the yacht, and zero custody.

"Rocket paperwork is always the worst," Bill says, relatably. He took the sunglasses off his head and slid them down into the v-neck of his shirt. "They never change it though. In a few years you'll have the boxes memorized and you'll be able to get it done in twenty minutes tops."

He headed for the open bar, intending to grab a sparkling water. Instead, the fridge is full of Dr. Pika. A welcome surprise, as not many sodas were caffeine free these days. "I'm not waiting for transfer papers though," he clarified, looking for a clean glass. There were none, so he washed one. Thankfully there was ice. He picked the most transparent pieces and dropped them into his glass. "It was actually paperwork for the local government."

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POSTED ON Jun 17, 2021 17:41:31 GMT

Giona sat on a barstool, elbows against the counter. He slowly sipped at his drink, nodding as Bill went on about paperwork. The mix of coffee and sugared-alcohol left him congested, but drinking soda would be like filling up on bread. His nose twitched, and he felt discomfort between his ears, from having to not smoke on the submarine.

"That’s a problem that I’d love to have. Being so used to paperwork here that I don’t have to think about it. A friend recently got bumped up to Admin, so, knock on wood.”

He raised a brow when Bill mentioned local government. They all had covers, sure. Giona worked at a bistro, and they had atleast one gym leader on payroll. It seemed a little... high stakes. His eyes lit up, having found a sudden respect for Bill.

Giona downed a 1/5 of his drink, then resumed speaking.

"I’m glad that you’re in that post. I don’t think I’d even be able to run for a Coroner’s office. So, what do you normally do for Rocket?”

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POSTED ON Jun 18, 2021 10:28:22 GMT

"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

"I'm a money man," Bill explained. "I've run the Church of Arceus in Sinnoh for the last 12 years, funding the Kanto campaign, and plenty of the works here in Hoenn."

There was well-earned pride in Bill's voice. He had poured his soul into the Church, and had reshaped his life and self in that distant, mountainous land. He'd shot the man he used to be, and buried any thoughts of the family he'd left behind. And what did he have to show for it? An innumerable wealth, a indomitable self, and a thriving Rocket. He couldn't be happier.

"I'm running the Church in Sootopolis now," Bill said. He looked around the stained foyer. "There used to be a little shrine in the old rocket building actually. Maybe I could set up a little something here on the sub. Though we do already have a bar."

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POSTED ON Jun 20, 2021 4:12:23 GMT

Giona sat on a barstool, and his dull eyes seemed to light up at the mention of moving into Sootopolis. He'd done some campaigning there. He'd done more field-work there than he had in months, now that his job was "run the bistro, don't talk about Fortree."

"Oh! I built up a safehouse in Sootopolis with an admin of ours recently. It's as greasy and unnerving as the sub, but if you need storage space for church materials, or to arrange for a shipment to go to or from it... it's perfect.”

His eyes followed Bill's as they scanned over the foyer of the submarine. It was a fairly utilitarian space, full of exposed vents and seemingly devoid of space for such things. Except for... He seemed oddly focused, having conjured a thought all of a sudden.

Giona downed a 1/5 of his drink, then resumed speaking.

"The best place for a shrine in terms of underutilized space is the courtyard. Everywhere else has a stated purpose. Even here, this... main artery connecting us to all of it. The courtyard serves roughly the same purpose as the break room; decompressing after working in one of the other rooms. But it's so much bigger than the break room.”

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POSTED ON Jun 20, 2021 9:13:24 GMT

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"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

"Thanks for the offer," Bill said, "I'm in the process of rebuilding my contacts in Sootopolis, and it's always good to have a Rocket next door." He'd visited Cillian Quinn 's lab briefly, and darkened some of the caves with Raphael Pryde . Having an easily accessible safehouse in the city would be invaluable with some of the work he was planning. "Would you mind showing me the place some time? I'd love to see what Rocket has been doing with all the cash I've been sending back."

"The courtyard? It sounds perfect."" Bill said. He turned the way Giona indicated, and started walking, leading the conversation away from the foyer. Bill took the lead, in a way that gave Giona room to direct him as they went. "A place with no clear purpose that connects us all," Bill said, paraphrasing the young Rocket. He nodded, teeth gritting in a breakneck smile. A central artery. It sounds perfect

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POSTED ON Jun 22, 2021 15:38:46 GMT

Giona nodded, standing slightly infront of him. He was just a hair under 5'8, and weirdly nervous about being bumped into by someone tall on the sub who just didn't see him. He finished off his drink, dropping the paper cup in a garbage can as they walked.

"I'm sure I'll have to at some point. I'm not familiar with Sootopolis, but I have to watch over that place until they can find someone to do my job there. Someone's watching Mauville in my stead, until then.”

He gestured towards the other signs on the northern wing of the sub with a bandaged hand. Labs. Offices. Courtyard. Just slightly out of the way, you'd have to squint to see them if running to your workplace wasn't muscle memory yet.

Giona nodded, as the two of them peeled into the courtyard. Plenty of entrances and exits. Seating arrangements, in a sort of conversation pit fashion dotted the wide open courtyard, broken up by rows of low-maintenance succulent plants. Plants like aloe and various cacti that straddled the line between being genuinely helpful and merely hiding the fact that they were all stuck in a pressurized metal box together better than any other room. Bill could notice that the walls and corners were bare.

Grunts piled in and out at the same pace as the King of the Hill opening. Some wore the actual black tights with red Rs, others wore mixes of flannel and denim that could take the beating of doing field work for this hive of scum and villainy.

"I may have misspoken. The only purpose a place like this could serve is to connect people. Despite or maybe... because of that, it'd be perfect for you to set up camp.”

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POSTED ON Jun 27, 2021 13:23:37 GMT

"Hey. Do you have an assignment yet, or can you hang out for a bit?”

"It sounds like we're a perfect fit, then," Bill said, his voice filled with precise enthusiasm. "You have the contacts and know all the spots, and I've lived in the city for damn near forty years. If you ever need help getting around just let me know."

Bill scanned the bare walls, barren corners, and barely living plants of the courtyard. "You're right...it's perfect. I'll have to set something up right away. What do you usually do in here?" he asked, eyes following the flow of black, ant-like figures. The sight of the original uniforms brought back a wave of bitter nostalgia.

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