“hope it’s not ghosts. people ought to know better, but they think it’s fine, even funny, letting them loose in places like this and the labs. should be punishable.”[break][break]

she intended to restrict ghost-types in the labs again, at least in areas where important technology would be vulnerable.[break][break]

they went deeper into the facility, toward the generator. she was indeed very familiar with energy technology. however, maintenance on things such as this was not what she would typically be doing.[break][break]

nonetheless, there they were, because someone had to, she’d been easy to find in her office between field trips, and others had been gone. unfortunate timing.[break][break]

”let’s make this quick.”[break][break]

a second later, the lights flickered and shut off around them.[break][break]

[attr="class","ooc"]kepler brueshaber [break]

as kepler’s beheeyem went to interface with the controls, lulu reached for her phone to turn on the flashlight. however, shortly after doing so, the device was plucked out of her hand.[break][break]

”hey! shit.”[break][break]

it chuckled and floated away, a dancing beam through the dark, as the voice within it read aloud, “‘in most multiverse theories, there is a universe where the meowth is alive and one where the meowth is dead.’
dead! dead like me!”[break][break]

lulu hurried in pursuit of it, muttering spiteful remarks as she found herself tripping over the jutting feet of various equipment stood about the room. ”how’s it going, kep?” she called, swiping at the rotom just out of her reach.[break][break]

the rotom dove away again, and headed past kepler, continuing, ”'commissioner dahlia goode, wakes up and decides to have a pecha berry for breakfast instead of an oran' – gross! i can’t stand pecha berries. maybe that's why i'm dead, eh?”[break][break]

[attr="class","ooc"]note: rotom is reading a stolen copy of the latest aeos division paper published by silph co.[break][break]
kepler brueshaber [break]