The decision was cast for Mt. Pyre and, given how the voting had markedly swung in that direction, it didn't come as much of a surprise. Again, Barnaby didn't feel strongly either way if the main goal of their operation was distraction. Mining the meteor was ROCKET's top priority.

But was that the only priority?

What did catch his attention was a new vote on the board: one that would decide the fate of Littleroot Town in this strategic turning point. Barnaby had already resigned the rural settlement to it's fate, but now Mossdeep City and Pacifidlog Town were at play.

He listened as voices rose up in reply, taking each opinion in turn and melding the collective perspectives of his associates into neat categories in his mind. All would be taken into account before Barnaby decided on his choice.

As would the revelation of some new energy source beneath Littleroot itself, as relayed by a Megalopolan prisoner. Curious. And tempting. Could this be what tipped the scales in their conflict with the League?

ROCKET also now had ownership of a shard of the Blue Orb, a boon if there ever was one.

Barnaby mulled these points over quietly, even as a disruption on Eris Halla's part caused somewhat of an uproar. The child and the various voices that followed her outburst barely registered as a concern. He regarded them with an indifferent glance before waving his Shadow STEELIX toward the grunt signifying Littleroot Town.

• outfit check
• using ROCKET persona (BEE + black hair)
• voting for LITTLEROOT
• UNOWN-A floating above him
• NINETALES beside him
• standing beside zev & summer
• open to interaction

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there was no smile or look of appreciation for having been agreed with by @bishop. in fact, the sentiments reflected back at her suddenly caused a pinch in her brow.[break][break]
the people at the space center were the most important.[break][break]
she had lived in shadows, envying the acclaim received by brilliant minds more legitimate than her own. at times, she had wished she would have taken a different turn somewhere, to end up in a place like the space center, working alongside those important scientists. she would have been important to hoenn, to the league, and to the world.[break][break]
there was a sudden spark of anger, a pang in her chest at the reminder that as far as she had risen, to them, to those scientists, she was still nobody.[break][break]
saoirse quinn might’ve had the mind to leave those experts alone, but that voice of reason just as quickly faded from the mind of lulu flint.[break][break]
fuck them. she was somebody.[break][break]
“you know, scratch that.” there was a fresh look in her eye, dark and commanding of her position. ”we are mining a meteor. why would we not set our sights on the space center? while it’s true we’ve been able to take information from them in the past, it has surely never been all of it, and we can’t allow their secrecy to continue. their scientists would have the opportunity to join us—and if their work is important enough, then they will do so.”[break][break]
her gaze passed to the scientists. talent she had so briefly overlooked.[break][break]
”the greatest minds in the region are already with us. if we would have had access to the same resources and equipment, i have no doubt that our scientists would have discovered a superior solution to meteno. my faith lies in us.” a pause.[break][break]
”i am changing my vote to mossdeep.” her gaze passed briefly over THEO BECKETT , the look in her eye perhaps unreadable. she was sorry for the fact that their new home might suffer from the invasion, but this was an opportunity. she looked towards declan walsh, her voice lower. ”i want the space center, sir—and you know why.”[break][break]
she looked back to the crowd, projecting her voice again to reason, ”whatever is in littleroot would be better off investigated before we stake a claim. if the megalopolans were cautious of it in their time of desperation, then we should be careful as well.”[break][break]
with another nod to her dog, her vote was changed to mossdeep.

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tldr:

• basically jk about that last post
• reasons they should take the space center, references recent meeting to walsh
• warns against claiming littleroot prematurely due to uncertainty
• switches vote to mossdeep

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[attr="class","header"]TRANSFER OF POWER

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Pryde holds in a chuckle as Beast bryan delarosa speaks about building a utopia. Oh how delusional the crowd they had were if that's what even their Beast thinks will happen. Aside from that Pryde is quite for the most part as the handling of Grunts is for the Admins and Underbosses. The only people he had to worry about were in a lab. [break][break]

He doesn't add much as he listens in, curiosity peaking at the idea of an energy source underneath Littleroot. He would cast his vote for the area over Mossdeep any day. For awhile he doesn't feel he needs to speak until Lulu tries to make her case, and Pryde couldn't agree less with his colleague. "I would have to disagree with Ms Lulu Flint, while we might acquire new equipment from there we any scientist we acquire will be stripped of their passion and thus they will lack innovation and thus be useless to us." [break][break]

"We've no need of what lies out there, what we should focus on are the resources we can actually acquire"





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[break]+ @ rocket
[break]+ Votes Littleroot
[break]+ Gives his counter argument against Lulu Flint

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If Fern was lost before, he certainly is now. It's not that he doesn't understand the different points of argument flying back and forth, he does (sort of.) The scale just seems so much grander than he can fully wrap his mind around.[break][break]

The debate is no longer just a primal point to stake out, but a whole city to claim. Just as Sootopolis was months prior. And as someone who was a mere resident of the city at the time, it's a bit odd to be on the other side of things this time around. There is an appeal in the potential of new energies and opportunities that Littleroot presents, but Fern is not a scientist, nor would he ever claim to be somebody capable of cracking some kind of code on a mystery substance.[break][break]

So in their mind, favor falls on Mossdeep, because there is more understanding of what to expect, whether the effort is more difficult or not. So much fuss is kicked up over the matter, and perhaps they feel a shred of sympathy for the young girl removed from the meeting for making a ruckus and challenging a superior, but they don't voice as much. A child will act as a child will, and it's likely for the better that she doesn't linger, intriguing spectacle that it was.[break][break]

Fern idly listens to the variety of voices chiming in, attention drifting from person to person, but when jayden cross adds his thoughts, they perk. Okay, so they're a little biased, but this is a person he trusts just a bit more. And in a situation like this, that slight edge is swaying enough.[break][break]

There are no silly quips from them this time. Only somber quiet as they summon Cecilia again, and send her along to the Mossdeep tally. Glance drifting up toward where the admins stand, rather than the boss himself, and then away.
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[attr="class","ooc"] + once again...i sneaky in[break]
+ poor fern is lost, though thinks there's strength in tackling something known versus something potentially unstable (ie energy source.[break]
+ also thinks highly of jayden cross so also ultimately votes mossdeep.[break]