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The private lab of Executive Xenon Civitas Antheil could only be described as chaos, plain and simple. Documents are strewn about the floor haphazardly, a barely walkable trail present between papers present for Theo to go through as he approaches the scientist. Futuristic machines pace about carrying vials and motherboards, the personal Paradox Pokemon Xenon had acquired through her expeditions into the Interdream, all communicating with one another through clicks and electronic beeps whilst a lone Gengar floats around the ceiling trying to guide it all to little avail.
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Xenon herself seemed to be operating on a dead Tyranitar in the middle of the lab, mumbling to herself about the similarities and differences between this modern Pokemon and its Ultramodern descendant which was standing nearby. Thankfully her assistant was much more on top of things as Argon floats down over her and pokes her forehead, her eyes snapping up and locking onto Theo as he greets her with his trademark impassivity. This was of course their first meeting, he had far more important things to do then meeting with random Executives, but she had heard tell of him from other gossiping Rockets.
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"Ah, wonderful! Perfect perfect perfect, just the man I've been waiting for! Mr. Walsh!" Xenon extracts her arms from the dead Tyranitar's guts and starts to walk around the operating table, peeling her gloves off and tossing them in a nearby trash-
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The Gengar floats in front of Xenon once more and shakes his head, crossing his little arms over one another in an X. "Not Walsh?" Another shake of the head. "Fiorelli?" One more shake of the head. "Beckett." A tired nod and he moves to the side. "Mr. Beckett! Amazing! I actually requested a meeting with basically every important person I could get a hold of, looks like you're the first one to make it down to my not so humble laboratory! Fantastic! Right this way, there's much to discuss and much to discover, let's see if we can do them at the same time! You brought your Ultramodern Paradox Pokemon right?" She doesn't even bother taking the path she herself had made as she tramples over the papers all over the floor, most of them old hypothesis she had hastily discarded and simply hadn't found the time to properly incinerate.

THEO BECKETT

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✦ A Paradox Problem.

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Xenon claps once and nods with a saccharine smile, this was a man who understood her well! "It's no wonder you're an Underboss huh, you already know exactly what the deal is huh?" Those ancient Paradoxes, those things that held no interest for her, there was no point in bringing them out and studying their flesh and blood. They were adapted for a past that held no value, even the thought of them disgusted her on every level.
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"Alright, let's start the pitch! For right now my focus is purely on understanding these Ultramodern Paradoxes and their composition, these are a wholly new type of species that have never been seen before and there's no practical knowledge on their existence. But we're Team Rocket, we aren't trying to understand them purely for the sake of knowledge, no matter how valuable that knowledge is. My end goal is to learn how these guys are built so we can eventually produce them on our own terms, a whole army of robotic Pokemon that could crush the League into little itty bitty pieces of dust, no worries about the value of life or running out of firepower!" She throws her hands up in the air as she cheers, a rather cavalier attitude towards what was in essence working towards the violent takeover of the region via killer robots.

THEO BECKETT

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She doesn't even miss a beat as she responds to the Underboss, everything in her body screamed of total confidence. She had seen the future, this was all but certain in her mind. "There's no question of should or maybe or can you. The second that I saw the future in that sea beneath Dewford, I already knew I had succeeded. I'm just following in my own footsteps, that's all there is to it."
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They arrive in her primary laboratory shortly thereafter, a sterilized space prepared just for whatever big boss might show, in this instance being Mr. Beckett. "Please feel free to bring out your Ultramodern Paradoxes at your leisure, there's much work to be done here and many things that need to be documented. And please be assured, no matter what you might see me doing to these lovely machines, I would never kill the future I so adore. They might be a bit alarmed depending on their temperament, some of these machines are quite cowardly." She laughs as she says this, almost as if she's making a private joke that only she could understand. Much more likely was that she was just completely off her rocker.

THEO BECKETT

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All Pokemon exist for the glory of Team Rocket of course, and all tools are replaceable. But some tools hold more value than others, if only because they were so much harder to acquire compared to others. Ultramodern Paradoxes were just such a tool, only acquirable within the Interdream, which appeared rather randomly throughout the country, or otherwise was only accessible below Dewford. And making constant expeditions down into Dewford was rather difficult what with it being League territory.
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"Wonderful, an Iron Moth and Iron Bundle. I've seen a few Iron Moths from other members, but an Iron Bundle is an entirely new research opportunity! This is becoming quite a productive day!" Xenon cheers as she rushes over to the two robotic Pokemon and crouches down, pulling out a tape measure and beginning to take their measurements with clinical efficiency. "Iron Moth's wingspan and height otherwise matches previous subjects within an acceptable range, Iron Bundle's height and wingspan fall in line with field reports of the creature from other Rocket members. Pardon me one second." The tape measure falls from her hands as she reaches out and grabs the Iron Bundle by the waist, a robotic squawk screeching from its speakers as she throws the robot up in the air and watches it clatter back down to the ground, its head springing from its neck as it struggles to push itself back onto its feet. "Unlike its ancestor Delibird, it would appear the Iron Bundle does not possess the capacity to fly. Hands are quite cold after touching the subject for even a span of a few seconds, suggesting that its retains its Ice typing, secondary type is still unknown. Will need to run further tests." She looks over at Theo as she stands back up, rubbing her hands together to try and get warm again.
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"Any clues on that secondary typing? What kinds of moves have you seen it display in battle when you first caught it?"

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She shakes her head as he notes how it's made of metal, an easy conclusion to come to but an incorrect one nevertheless. "No, I know what the cold of steel feels like. This is colder than that, like it's actively sucking the heat from me when I touch it."
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Water though. Water is a familiar typing, Water and Ice. There were a few Pokemon like that to be compared, Lapras, Walrein, Dewgong, etc etc.
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And so the tests would go until Xenon tired of them for the day, finding what moves each Paradox knew, how they compared to other Pokemon using those moves, and other such things that would further her understanding of this fascinating future.

THEO BECKETT

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