like a child with his box of legos, priam takes the parts out of the box by flipping it over and letting it spill on the ground. surprisingly enough, even the most delicate parts didn't break when he did; a testament to the quality of the material.

the sound of metal clinking against the tiles of the lab echo throughout the area, which causes priam to cringe for a moment. the smile that quickly resumes after the racket indicates the lack of remorse.

"it was pretty banged up when i found it so i had to fix the bumps and replace rusty screws. like, who leaves their robot on a warehouse by slateport and leaves the window open for the moisture to come in!"

he pauses to stare at the mess on the floor before sitting down, legs crossed.

"oh, yeah, i had to disassemble it to get it back to decent condition again, but it didn't come with an instruction manual so i couldn't get it together again."

he takes the tyranitar's head and presents it to lulu.

"i finished this though!"

"oh, this mecha t-tar worked as some kind of defense against thieves when i first saw it, so they weren't a problem! had to bring it down, sadly. that's how it got broken... through my sheer strength as a trainer..."

he tried to sound like he's some kind of bigshot but it's immediately lost in the conversation.

"hell yeah, we can!" he cheers on lulu's idea. "i got it around the same time as the start of the genesect project so all the good rocket engineers were busy by then, and then i tried to work on it-- you can see how that ended-- and then things started getting busy..."

he trails off, as if trying to add something to the story. when he thinks of nothing else, he ends it with a sweet note.

"but things are done now and you're free, i think, so, tada! i knew you can help me with this!"

priam nods with fervor with lulu's suggestion.

already on the floor, he starts to pick out which parts are which. the head was in tact at least, so there were no other parts missing from it besides maybe a screw or two that connects it to the main body. besides that, regular mechanical parts were laid down all over.

within the boxes were special, designed, high-powered pistons that couldn't be bought in the market, censors that wouldn't look like one on first glance, and other shoddy junk that surprisingly work for high specs. while priam would have no idea on how they function, lulu would find them potent upon closer inspection.

"so here's what i found inside the torso," priam says as he sets aside parts to one pile. "and this is from the limbs, and this," priam keeps the parts in a box. "this was the tail."

the past tense denotes its state of having been ripped apart by priam. unlike the others, it was unrecognizable as a tail and was easily determined as priam's first test subject when he tried tinkering.

"i did some digging and found out that some of its parts were manufactured in johto."

it likely follows that it was brought over to hoenn since rocket's foothold of johto collapsed.

"i asked the old guard about it and it says someone named 'wolfy' made it?" there's uncertainty in priam's tone. "they only told me a nickname though, but that should be easy enough to deduce!"

not knowing much of the johto rocket since he came straight from kanto to hoenn, no wolfy rings in his head besides the rocket beast emma, which won't make sense. he takes out his phone and starts to dial a number, and before he starts the call, he turns to lulu.

"do you need a name? i can get one now, i think!"

he's not sure why she needs it, but he's still gungho on obtaining it unless lulu tells him a no.

"why? you thinking of building another one too?"

priam gets excited at the prospect of making a mecha from scratch, likely one that can actually fit him inside. even if it's not as big, an exoskeleton would be nice too. if not...

"ooh, are you thinking of a genesect 2.0? we can make it fight against oscar's and we can have friday night robot fights! we'll invite the other scientists too and make it a whole tournament!"

reminds him of rocket fight club, which didn't really get off. it lasted for a while before some higher ups found out and told them to break the whole thing up.

thinking of it just makes him remember the sores for participating while not being actually trained in fights.

priam smiles with friday night robot fights. his brain starts up and mischievous ideas began pouring into his head and quickly out of his mouth.

"oh, i can make posters starting right now to advertise it! i'm sure there's some rockets who have... a lot of free time... ooh! maybe we start taking bets too! how many of rocket's personnel do you think will be into this? we can plan either weekly fights or bimonthly tournaments depending on the number of people!"

he quickly forgets about the initial objective concerning the robot and gets distracted with making plans about starting a new tradition on rocket's own science corner.

"but what's wrong with genesect 2.0?" he asks, then scratches his head, recalling the process of making the original one. "i guess we did sacrifice a bunch of steel-types for that..."

guilt gets washed off with rocket's ideology ingrained on him during his kanto days.