"...Kyle?" Kaz blinked as the Champ called out to him. The mask threw him off for a bit but the way he talked confirmed that it was indeed Mr Hoenn himself Kyle. Was he trying to make a new fashion statement or something though?

"Y'know...I don't know if a mask suits you. Anyway how's about helping me break into a Rocket camp and stealing their diaries or something, sound fun enough for you?" The enthusiasm was clear as day as Kaz gestured his Lycanroc over and reached into his pocket to pull out...

A sock.

He shot a glance at Kyle that only had one message plain on his face. "Don't ask." Wiggling it in front of its trusty smell sniffer the dog went off being a real odor sleuth with his snoot planted on the ground as he walked away leading the duo to their target. "Y'know, dogs are alright. I think I get why you love them so much. C'mon we don't want them to finish up before we raid them." He winked as he followed his pooch.

"Dog boy two? Hey wait I ain't even a dog person!"

His lycanroc manages to find their target, a little steel box that was half built into the side of a cliff with a pair of guards blocking the front entrance. "There's our target. Alright let's hit them fast and hard!" His enthusiasm matches Kyle's, which feels a bit refreshing to have someone match his energy lately. He could have sworn the guy was more lackadaisically according to the stuff he's heard from other people. That wasn't important right now though, right now they were on a mission.

His Lycanroc surges forward with accelrock and manages to sweep the legs of one of them to throw him onto his butt. It just happily barked at the other Rocket before running back to Kyle and Kaz leading them towards the two men. "Your up dog boy uno."

Now he knows Kyle is a champ for a reason, his skill was still always talk of the town, but seeing him in action kind of felt...different. It didn't feel like he was watching Kyle Lopez the champion of Hoenn. This felt much more intense than he would have thought. Was it intense though or was just Kaz feeling intimidated.

These were question for later.

"Well...we could. Oooooor," He looks between the two guards and themselves before kneeling down and spreading his hands around one of the knocked out guards as if he's measuring him. "Perfect."

Then he starts to strip him.

It doesn't take long until he's dressed up like a Rocket Grunt himself. Disregard the fact the uniform he sports is clearly being stretched to all hell by his bulging muscles. If he so much as flexed they look like they would tear right in half. "What's more fun than sneaking and having some spy time? Guess that mask is gonna actually be handy for ya." Nearly waltzing up to the door he cracked it open to take a peek inside, "Think we're at least in the clear here though. Take your time."

Kaz gives a thumbs up as he and his Lycanroc lead the group into the building. First was a hallway with various doors on each side as they passed by, a pattern formed with doors switching between name plates and windows into other hallways. Their current corridor almost went on a bit too long for reason until his Lycanroc stopped at one with a window leading into another hallway. It was as good as any lead so taking the door handle Kaz slowly opened it up.

"Hey you two!"

Kaz froze and craned his head and from behind them stood a man coming out of the door opposite of their chosen door. He looked grizzled, old with a scruffy beard and mustache that took up his entire lower jaw yet his posture was firm as he jabbed a finger at the pair. "What the hell do you two think you're doing out here!? Ya bottom ringers shoulda been down below an hour ago! So what gives?!"

The largest of the two disguised men stayed quiet as he glanced over to Kyle. He pleaded to the champ with his eyes. One simple thing. One thing to save the both of them from getting found out so quickly.

You got anything?

"...Wait."

The grunt's eyes go wide as he quickly brings his hand up to his forehead nearly slapping himself with it as he salutes. "Sir! So sorry sir! Was not expecting you to show up today sir!"

Kaz lets out a quiet sigh before raising an eyebrow at the champ and wondering how he pulled that off. What did someone around here look just like him? Judging from reactions they must be some kind of big shot. "Yeah and I'm his escort. I was just taking him too...the lab. To look at some results." It was better to be as vague as possible since they didn't know what they could even find down here.

"Oh-oh then you'd want the next hallway. That's to the cafeteria." He pointed to the next door over which Kaz gladly walked over to to hold the door open for Kyle. "Right right, they outta label these things better y'know." Missing the large bold "K" on above the door Kaz shuffled both him and Kyle into the hall as the grunt went back into his room and sigh of relief was let out by both them and Kazimir.

As they walked down the hall there was one question that was eating away at Kaz, "So who was he talking about?"

"I'm hurt you think I'm not always winging it."

That was how the best plans came to fruition.

"I'll be honest usually things go to shi-"

"THEY'RE THEY ARE! THE IMPOSTERS!"

Both ends of the hall filled up with Grunts holding up Pokeballs, knives, and even on with a frying pan. Among them was the two that the two dog boys had knocked out leaving them with nothing but their briefs. "YOU BETTER SAY YOUR PRAYERS YOU PUNKS!" They started approaching and Kaz just cracked his knuckles. His dog growled and their hackles were raised.

"Ah there it is! So how many you think you can take? I can handle like, four at a time."