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POSTED ON Jan 18, 2024 7:30:48 GMT

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"This is stupid. I can't believe we're doing this."

There should've been grunts to deal with this. Hell, priam conrad should've been cleaning up his mess. It would've been the right thing to do, given Priam was stuck in an eternal career dead-end. It was his job to go into dangerous situations, and there was no place in Hoenn more dangerous than the Team Rocket submarine's ventilation system.

There was a nest of Ferroseeds and Ferrothorns in the vents. One had almost rolled out of an exposed air duct and trashed the breakroom. It was good that it hadn't rolled into Cillian Quinn 's office, otherwise half of Rocket would be dead with their heads on spikes.

Alas.

"Can't you call in a few favors or something? Throw some weight around? You're telling me that every single grunt on the submarine is busy at the moment? Where the hell are they?" Howard complained as he pried off the vent cover and peered inside. For a submarine, the vents were large and expansive.

"Temp..." Howard pleaded, his eye glimmering. "Please. I don't want to do this."

If he entered this vent, he'd likely never come out.

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By the time they arrive at the vents, Tempest had mostly tuned out howard slayte's whining. He's too busy helping the other heft the vent off the wall. A puff of dust comes off with it, making Temp wrinkle his nose.[break][break]

"These aren't being cleaned as often as they should be." Is said, a total non sequitur to whatever Howard was cowering about.[break][break]

Clicking the flashlight on his suit, the beam of light was almost powerless in the encroaching darkness. Only dust motes and the endless, encroaching darkness of stale air and metal. Frowning, he tunes back in for just a moment to catch sort of what Howard was saying.[break][break]

"Huh? Why would we do that?" Brows knit in genuine confusion at the request. He and Howard were just as capable as anyone else and they were free! So why drag someone else into it?[break][break]

Tempest throws his arm over the other's shoulder when he straightens up, giving his bro a powerful side hug (and possibly choking Howard a little).[break][break]

"Bro, you can do this! Like, you've done scarier stuff than run a few pokemon off, right? Just believe in yourself." This little speech is followed by a sunshine level smile. Clearly he had taken Howard's statement WAY differently than the one-eyed man had intended it.[break][break]

With some finality, Tempest gives Howard a few comforting pats on the shoulder before all but forcing him into the vent.

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How was Temp so nonchalant about this? That, and choking Howard. Did Hoyeons have ventilation shafts to clean? He had read several tablets during his studies, but never had one mentioned 'vent shaft duty'. He considered asking Temp if such a thing existed, but it wasn't possible with the Rocket Beast crushing his windpipe.

If Temp was so capable, he could've done it without Howard! Yet Howard was here, and some grunts were likely sleeping in their dorms. Lucky bastards.

To an extent, he actually agreed with Temp. They were available, and Howard didn't like asking grunts to do things that he didn't do himself. It was the best way to build esteem, especially given the grunts already held him in a high regard as the man who had defeated Fernando Silph on the battlefield without breaking a sweat.

There had been sweat. Tears, too.

"Wait! No! TEMP! NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Howard shouted as he was shoved into the vent. Temp was right, the vents were dirty. Howard didn't mind that, though. Half of his clothes were stained with dirt from excavations. Howard blinked as his eye adjusted to the dark.

"Fucker." Howard muttered as he pulled out a device that looked like a phone taped to a broken coat hanger: a motion sensor he had swiped from oscar clayton and his lab.

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POSTED ON Jan 25, 2024 2:23:33 GMT

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As howard slayte screamed in protest, Tempest positioned himself in the vent behind the other. Man, this place was filthy. He squinted up ahead of them, into the probing darkness. Then down, at his hands from where he was on his knees.[break][break]

He frowned, running a finger through some greasy residue and rubbing it between thumb and forefinger. Narrowing his eyes, Tempest looked concerned for a moment....[break][break]

Then Howard drew his attention again with some device. The audience watching at home would have started cursing Tempest at this point, of course. Like any good horror movie character, Tempest was keeping VITAL INFORMATION from the others to be revealed later.[break][break]

"What's that?" Was asked, as he patted Howard's ass to try and urge him forward.

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POSTED ON Feb 3, 2024 9:47:15 GMT

"Stop that." Howard grumbled as he shuffled forward. He wouldn't be ending up in Cillian's office because of Temp poking Howard's ass. He wanted to die with some degree of dignity, or at the ripe age of ninety after publishing his thirtieth manuscript on bears.

Doug was a lucky creature. The amount of royalties he would get once these papers got published would make him astoundingly wealthy.

"It's a motion detector I stole from Clayton, I'm pretty sure he was trying to use it to find out who was stealing his food from the break room." Howard's brow wrinkled at the dirty vent. They really needed to hire a janitor or three. He'd mark it in the payroll when he got back to his office.

If he made it to his office.

"If we use it, we can detect where that Ferroseed is. Easy-peasy, Applin-squeesy." Howard flicked at the motion detector and scowled. "Wait, how do you turn it on?"

Joy, his tech-illterate ass was going to work against them, this time.

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POSTED ON Feb 11, 2024 7:59:49 GMT

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"He was?" Tempest hummed, wrinkling his nose. He continued to poke howard slayte's ass to urge the other forward. "No one was stealing it, I was throwing it out." Huffing lightly, Temp tutted as he thought of oscar clayton's lunches. "He would eat half of it and put it back, then leave it there till it stank. Fridge kept filling up with rotted food, so I just dump everything every Friday!"[break][break]

Ah, the workplace comedy that is Rocket.[break][break]

But, there was other shenanigans to be had.[break][break]

[ TURNING. ON! ][break][break]

Buffing out of Tempest's pocket, his Rotom Phone flickered to life. Flipped sideways, the eerie thing smiled as it pushed in front of Howard's face, staring at him unblinking.[break][break]

[ WELCOME BACK - ] Howard would hear his own repeated audio back from his visit to Temp and Cillian Quinn's home before it continued. [ VOICE RECOGNIZED! ROTO-SURVEILLANCE SYSTEM ACTIVATED! ACCOUNT CHARGED FOR SERVICE. THANK YOU FOR USING ROTO-TV SERVICES! ]

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POSTED ON Feb 11, 2024 8:57:38 GMT

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"Splendid!" Howard said cheerfully as he crawled forward, desperate to avoid another ass-tapping. "You can tell him that, next time you see him. It's not my job to police you fuckwits."

Technically, it was. Yet Cross was in charge of ensuring the grunts were up to snuff, and if they couldn't be trusted in the breakroom, why would they be trusted on the battlefield? Being rank and file in Rocket felt like a comedy skit where the punchline was getting blown up one of the League's many strong trainers in some forsaken battlefield.

Misery.

Speaking of, Howard snarled at the Rotom in front of him as soon as he heard its infuriating voice. This was why he had a Razzberry phone. No sentient bullshit, just a phone that would outlast the destruction of Hoenn.

"Fuck off. I'm not paying it." The Rocket Admin scoffed. As he told Alba Evovae, he only had about 70 PD in his bank account at the moment. If he got overdrafted, he was going to lock this Rotom in a Faraday Cage and send it to the bottom of the ocean. "Wait, Roto-Surveillance? What the hell does that do?"

In his hand, the motion sensor beeped, though he didn't notice it.

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POSTED ON Feb 11, 2024 23:34:35 GMT

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The sensor beeped. At some point, they had turned a corner. Deep in the bowels of the vents by this point, only darkness and the occasional humming of the sub's running motors was what would greet them.[break][break]

The phone span in place, face never moving.[break][break]

[ ROTO- SERVICE INCLU- hey! ][break][break]

A sticky web from somewhere above grabbed the phone. It yelped as it was yanked upwards.[break][break]

[ CHARGING ACCOUNT. CHARGING ACCOUNT!. ACK! ][break][break]

Then silence. The dim light of the phone having suddenly gone out.[break][break]

Tempest frowned from behind howard slayte.[break][break]

"Howard... I think we've fucked up."[break][break]

As soon as this left Temp's mouth, he let out a startled yelp of his own. A hand wrapped tight around Howard's ankle- but it was clear. Something was pulling Tempest backwards.[break][break]

"Howard, Mother, shit!"[break][break]

Then he lost his grip and he, too, was pulled away into darkness.[break][break]

Leaving Howard alone.

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POSTED ON Feb 14, 2024 7:06:39 GMT

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Arceus, he hated this fucking phone. He'd give anything to watch it the cellular data get kicked out of it. That's why it was so magical when something did drag it away. It was like Howard's prayers had been answered!

Then, it dragged Temp away too.

Howard would give almost anything, he corrected himself. Trading Temp for the death of a Rotom phone was like paying a fortune for a fake piece of art. Howard felt scammed, and not only that, he was utterly shitting himself. Being left alone in the vents of the submarine wasn't ideal, especially when Howard had nothing to defend himself but a motion sensor.

Being left with one of Oscar's various knickknacks made Howard feel naked. An invention of Oscar's was essentially paper armor.

Temp?" Howard's voice rang out, and he was greeted with nothing but echoes and silence. "Temp!?"

Nothing. The motion sensor stole Howard's attention with another beep. He peered at the screen, before crawling forward. Beep. Beep. Beep.

He crawled faster. As he crawled, he could've sworn that he heard someone talking outside the vent.

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After a few hours of sifting through various reports, the letters are starting to blur together.[break][break]

Gods, Cillian's exhausted.[break][break]

The creak of leather as he leans back in his chair is, at first, the only sound in this sacred space. The submarine gets hot on bad days, and he's left the heavy metal door that seals the room's SOUNDPROOFING open. He'd let Ellis off early; he had no appointments left for the day.[break][break]

Peace and quiet.[break][break]

Until a horrendous series of thudding, banging, and scraping noises followed by muffled voices he can't quite identify draw his attention. His ire. He lowers the hand that had been rubbing at his eyes and levels a glare toward the vent in the lobby.[break][break]

Someone yelps. There's shuffling noises, crawling around.[break][break]

Cillian steps out of his office.[break][break]

"WILL YOU KEEP IT THE FUCK DOWN?" He is not often one to shout, but does so to ensure the interlopers receive his message. His commanding tone echoes in the empty space. "SOME OF US ARE TRYING TO GET WORK DONE."[break][break]

He storms back into his office and closes the door behind him, sealing himself into the comforting silence.

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There was an echo of yelling and thumping. A beeping. Something was dripping to the left of his ear.[break][break]

Tempest made a strangled noise against the awful tasting gag in his mouth.[break][break]

Struggling and shaking, he found himself in some... well, Tempest couldn't actually see it. It was so dark! But it felt like ropes all around him, keeping him from breaking free. And it smelled terrible.[break][break]

Beep. Beep. Beep..[break][break]

"MMMMPH! HHHMPHUUUUMPH!" He struggled, kicking outwards, but nothing met with punches or kicks. There was only the dripping... and then... something slimy sliding up his leg.[break][break]

"MMMMMMMMPH! MMMMMMPH!"

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When Cillian Quinn orders the waves to part, they do so. In that fashion, the thumping and banging slowly quieted until it was like there had been no noise at all.

Meanwhile, in the vents, Howard was scrambling through noisily. Hopefully none of the underbosses thought that there was an intruder in the sub, and equated the noises to the frequent rampages of the elusive Ferroseed belonging to priam conrad. Howard had no idea how that walking career dead end hadn't been shot for the crimes of his Ferroseed, but Howard would ensure that he was tied to a cinder block and thrown overboard when this was over.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck." Howard scrambled through the vents, stopping for a moment as he felt foliage under his hands. "What the hell...?"

He heard Temp's screams and redoubled his efforts. Sound carried well in the vent system, and it was like he was screaming in every direction. When it doubt, follow the plant life.

"I'm coming, Temp!"

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