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The safe house is a novel concept. There are many like it, but the fact that those in Team Rocket have a place that they can call home when the entire world is against them is a comfort that the admin wished he had more often. It was a comforting reminder that there was always a hearth burning somewhere, offering warmth where none existed.

He sits on a couch, reclining. Howard's posture wasn't professional, nor was it particularly representative of his rank, but the admin had never been built to sit upright for long periods of time. Sometimes, he felt the inhuman urge to collapse like a pile of laundry and meander about.

Unfortunately, the admin was too weak to move. This just happened to be the nearest safehouse, and it also happened to be discrete. That was good. It meant that his colleagues wouldn't see such a moment of weakness.

"It's poisonous stuff. Toxic, really." His eye inspected a small Wishing Star that he held in burned fingers. "Human beings were never meant to touch divinity like that. It's why few in Team Rocket Dynamax."

It was why he took the burden onto himself.

"Are you as discrete as the house?" His eye finally fell upon Naia, magenta and flickering with bemusement. "I need a blood transfusion, and I need it done quietly."

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If Naia hadn't been at work she would have been nervous having a person being unintended in her presence, even now some of that anxious energy being reflected in the way she hovered around, keeping herself preoccupied. The only people who manage to walk in on both feet were the type she liked to call Torracats, people who suffered quietly and at worse end up dying alone out of sight. Independent to a fault in other words.[break][break]

But he felt a bit different, Naia couldn't put her finger on if he was a Torracat or if he was just lonely and sick. Especially from the way he seemed to talk at her, rather than to her, maybe he was just someone who seemed more fond of the sound of their voice than silence.[break][break]

"Human beings were never meant to touch divinity like that. It's why few in Team Rocket Dynamax."[break][break]

At this point, Naia was actually interested in the object in his hand, pausing for a moment to look over at the weird stone in his hand. What did he mean about divinity? Was that item something you needed for Dynamaxing? And did he mean himself Dynamaxing or did he mean few people in Rocket have Dynamax their pokemon? Either way, no matter the price, just getting just a step stronger would always interest Naia in her own goals.[break][break]

"Are you as discrete as the house?"[break][break]

But before she could even question on him further, he actually addressed her. Though, what he asked of her confused Naia at first, that much being very apparent with her rising an eyebrow at him. Up till this point she had been quiet as a church Taudemaus and most importantly, he should know that she's Rocket. Rocket was family and they had each other's back, so of course she'd keep it quiet.. unless he also wanted it quiet from family as well.[break][break]

"I need a blood transfusion, and I need it done quietly."[break][break]

"We can do that." Naia make her way over to the dinning table where she last left her clipboard, flipping through a couple pages before she'd pull the pen out from it's clip. "Are you injured anywhere? Or have been recently?" Her eyes would quickly run up and down him, trying to see if he seemed to be uncomfortable outside of fatigue. "What's your blood type and do you have any other medical conditions?"[break][break]

She paused, up till this point her voice had been calm, almost impartial as if she had been talking furniture instead of another human being, however with her next question she had more of a confused and intrigued inflection, "You mentioned being.. poisoned? Could you elaborate?"

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Rocket was family, but they were a large family. Full of cousins who loved to snitch and siblings who wanted to gain the appeal of their parents. They were a family, but Howard and Naia were essentially strangers, sharing a contract sealed with blood and a vow to never betray one another.

It was a vow thinner than blood, certainly. Whether it was also stronger than iron remained to be seen.

"Dynergy rots the mind. It kills the cells, rends the soul, and a bunch of other nasty things. Indulge in Dynamax too much, tap that well of power too greedily, and it destroys you. It saturates your body. What else do you call that, other than poison?"

Jayden had demanded he get tested. Lulu had, as well. Wherever Jayden had sent his blood, the admin hadn't been able to track his colleague's movements. Jayden Cross was a remarkably clever man. Even thinking of him now made the admin want to grind his teeth.

"Injured? I climbed a Dynamaxed Pokemon, almost fell to my death, and barely survived through sheer luck. I feel like shit, more often than not." As he spoke, Howard rolled up his left sleeve, where his arm was cut with thousands of small, symmetrical scars from reaching into Regice's core to pull out its Wishing Star. The wounds flickered red like divine circuitry. "I'm dying, Naia. Don't know how, don't know when. All I know is that it's going to happen."

A Torracat, then. Except it was more apt to describe Howard Slayte as ■■■■■■■■■■■■■■■.

He used her name flippantly, silently shuffling through a thousand names in his mind's mausoleum to be used in situations like this. As he spoke, he produced a folder from his suit and handed it to her. Information an earlier doctor had provided before vanishing off the face of the earth.

"I'm just... hm. Changing the oil to make sure everything still runs properly." He chuckled once, regarding her with a haunted eye as Naia allowed her voice to indulge in human emotion. "Keep things moving properly up until the end."

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Naia listened to his every word, the only sound she made that could have interrupted him was the scribbles of her pen on her page. It was truly heartbreaking, and to think minutes ago she was more than willing to do something like this.. Well, it isn't entirely out of the realm of possibility if it meant saving someone she loved and perhaps it was the same for him as well. That or just plain ignorance. [break][break]

"You're right.. that's quite accurate.." It was at his rhetorical question did Naia respond with a somber tone, she didn't know what he expected her to be capable of. She wasn't a miracle worker, nor was she Arceus themselves; all she could do was keep him alive the best she could and hopefully that was enough for him. Then---[break][break]

he what?[break][break]

Naia paused her writing, the expression on her face no longer being calm, somber or neutral as it had been in the past, this time it was bewilderment. Luck? There is no way luck would save someone from such a height. Feel like shit? In Naia's eyes he shouldn't be feeling anything, and only to be at the end of it all to be in constant pain and agony. This wasn't luck, it's just a causality in a different form.[break][break]

Still she had a job to do. Naia would collect herself once more when he held his arm out, even stepping over to his side to lean in and take a closer look. She did however make a note to not touch him, at least not yet. She didn't know how this.. poison could be passed on, for all she knew just being near him could have spelled the end for her, but at least this way she could put the risks at a minimum. [break][break]

"I'm dying, Naia. Don't know how, don't know when. All I know is that it's going to happen."[break][break]

She wasn't used to people calling her by her name in this place, her eyes flickering over to his face when she heard it before she straighten. It was as she took in a deep breath, the pen in her hand flicking against the page as she was considering her position and his own. In front of her now was a dying man and a folder, one where she knew if she took would seal her to doing anything in her power to keep him going.[break][break]

No, the moment he walked in she probably was already in deep. "I'm just... hm. Changing the oil to make sure everything still runs properly." It was funny and truly a tragedy. "Keep things moving properly up until the end."[break][break]

"I'm not a miracle worker, I'm just a doctor.." She paused, her eyes moving down to the marks on his arm and then to the folder. She was already thinking of different ways to keep him alive through the process, there was a good chance she wouldn't be able to get out 100% of it, but at the very least she could get 50%, and if his body could withstand it, maybe more. She'd reach a hand out for the folder, "In here I don't do mercy killings. So, even if you beg for it, I'm going to do everything to keep you alive."[break][break]

If he were to hand her the folder, Naia would reach down to her belt, unhooking two pokeballs and releasing two different indeedees, one male and one female. Just at the thought of him wanting to have a drink, the male Indeedee would make its way over towards the kitchen whilst the female would instead make it's way down towards the basement. "Do you want to stay up here? It may take a while and you'll at least be comfier here."[break][break]

As she spoke she was scanning through the folder rather quickly, giving a couple nods and questionable eyebrow raises before slowly making her way towards the phone. She was going to need to restock after all, and she knew a couple contacts she could get in touch with for some emergency blood bags on short notice. While she was busy, her male indeedee would eventually make it back to the living room, on a tray being a drink which he would have wanted, unless if there was some sort of mental interference. If there was any of that sort, he'd instead bring a small assortment of drinks, a long side some classic additions like sugar, honey, creams, ects. [break][break]

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The Indeedee is met with a list of cheap whiskeys, bourbons, and wines so long and so absurd that, if given to the admin, will likely knock a decade off his life. When mixed with whatever medication Naia might perscribe, it'd likely cause him to grow a second head, explode, or something even worse.

Howard Slayte was a man of vices, and he took those in stride. It was the only way to cope with the responsibility of rebuilding Petalburg while the people he killed haunted him from beyond the grave. Kyle. Elisabeth. Too many ghosts, and not enough liquor to blot it all out.

It's a terrible thing when an academic wants to be blind to the world, so instead the Indeedee brings him a cup of coffee to compliment Naia's own.

"Thank you." He tells the Psychic-type gratefully. He holds the warm cup like a lifeline, lest he lose out on this additional source of warmth. His body quickly sapped at it, drinking in the excess heat. "We can stay up here, unless it inconveniences you."

He mixed a pinch of sugar and creamer into the cup to calm his nerves.

"You don't need to worry about killing me. I'm already reserved by another." Howard's mind flickered to memories of a fictional Galar as he regarded Naia with a thoughtful expression. "If anyone is going to kill me, then it'll be the Warrior. Zacian would hound me from beyond the grave if I begged you to end my life."

Even if Howard had been a mere squire for Navy, he would not take the coward's way out. He was done with fear.

He looked up.

"Besides..." He looked down at the swirling cup. "There's too much work to be done. Can't afford to stop now. Just do your best, Naia."

"Are mercy killings common?" He unveils a smidge of naivety about this side of Team Rocket's business. "Have you been asked before?"

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This would be a moment she was thankful that she kept spirits and the like out of this household, while she would like to believe that her Indeedee were intelligent enough to know hot to give a patient alcohol, also understood that most of the time they were reacting and responding to their psyche. even if they were to help with some of her medical practices, she highly doubt they fully understand what exactly they were doing, or the nuance of medication, but she knew they did their best.[break][break]

At his thank you, Seb would give him a small nod of acknowledgement, before making his own way down to the basement as well. even though Naia was on the phone, she'd still take the time to look over at him and give him a silent nod at his words, as she was quickly getting her order in extra blood and drug supplies for this.. oil change.[break][break]

"You don't need to worry about killing me. I'm already reserved by another."[break][break]

She managed to catch these words as she finished off her order, making her way over towards one of the arm chairs near by the coffee table, so that she could have just a small chance to get some caffeine into her system. She knew she didn't need to put any more sugar and cream in her drink as Seb would've already have it covered from the years of serving her, but today for some reason it was feeling a bit more bitter.[break][break]

"Zacian?" As that name left her lips, Naia would gently place her cup down onto the table, trying to think back to the number of names she heard within Rocket to see if any sounded similar, but in the end she'd come up blank. "I never heard of anyone with that name, are they also an Admin?" She did manage to clock his name in those files and from his achievements back in petalsburg it would be impossible for her to not know heard if him, even if she didn't know his face.[break][break]

It was during a moment of pause, a calm silence did her two Pokémon return, she knew it was going to take a couple trips, however the moment Zoe would get another look at Howard, she'd instead make her way over to a closet instead of downstairs. From there she'd retrieve a blanket, a blue one that had been used for a lot of trauma patients, and despite all of its knitted look and holes it was surprisingly good at retaining heat. Only then when she finished handing it over would she give him a gentle smile before heading down stairs.[break][break]

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It's be more ignorant of Naia to believe that everyone in Rocket had their hands in murder, she knew of people who were sicken by such a thing and some who actively avoided it like the plague. But she'd be lying if she wasn't surprised an admin would ask such a question, "You'd be surprised." she'd pause for a second while she thought on how to expand on that, "The only thing that humans truly gear more than death is suffering. Some couldn't handle it, and worse of it is when they still end up dying in the end."[break][break]

Countless times Naia had heard people to kill them instead when things got too complicated, but to add to those voice she had also heard people begging for their lives. She truly lived an ironic life as both a doctor and an assassin. "You can't save everyone, but you can try. That's why in war some people choose to mercy kill. It's kinder." Oh. But did she actually answer his question at the end? "So, yes I've been asked, but if they make it here, I feel it's fit to keep them alive."[break][break]

At least right now she could get some simple tests out of the way, such as his blood pressure and the such out of the way while she waited for everything else to get up here. "Also, you don't have to worry about anyone else knowing you're here. Zoe and Seb will have the delivery covered, no-one will step foot in here." She was just trying to reassure him in any little way possible, especially since she was going to be invading his personal space in these next moments. "They will also lock up, so there won't be any random drop-ins for today."

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How did he explain Zacian? Why was he explaining Zacian to his doctor? Why wouldn't these Indeedee bring him liquor? Life was full of many mysteries, and explaining fairy tales filled with knights and princesses and evil dragons to Naia sounded ridiculous. Only when Naia asked if Zacian was an admin was he finally able to speak.

The question amused him greatly, and he chuckled.

"She's a hero." Howard said simply, with a thoughtful smile on his face as he remembered three months spent in Galar with Navy on a quest to kill Eternatus. Wit returned to him, and the term to describe Zacian popped into his mind. "One of many battles."

He sipped his coffee to wet his dry throat.

"And the patron of an Elite Four member. I wouldn't worry too much about it. If people like you or me ever run into someone like that, the best thing to do is to turn around and run away. We're too fragile to fight things that strong. People break easily. They suffer. They beg for death. And still, we keep moving forward because that's all we know how to do."

He regarded her evenly as he wrapped the blanket around himself. Having learned what mankind was truly like from epochs of recorded history, the admin had made a vow to ensure that his limbs were still warm enough to fight on their behalf.

"I think that's a beautiful thing."

It really was a warm blanket. When Naia reassured him that there would be few visitors, Howard relaxed slightly, allowing his shoulders to slump.

As long as Team Rocket wasn't pecking at his corpse for some modicum of intelligence, the admin could face this woman with minimal concern. Something about her worried him, like she was a paradox that didn't belong in this world, yet there were thousands of Rocket Grunts and many of them were strange.

Except for Howard. He had been a perfectly reasonable grunt.

"Alright." He met her gaze. "Let us begin."

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Naia wasn't expecting it to be such an emotional whiplash when he was telling her about this Zacian. At first, she wasn't expecting Zacian to be the name of a woman, but that shock wasn't nearly as devastating when the proud of happiness Naia had for this unknown individual turned out to be league. And at worse, apart of the Elite Four. Perhaps in the past, Naia would have seen the ideal of dying by the hands of her enemy, but she saw what that was like..[break][break]

Still she listened to his words of admiration without any outward judgement, even if she didn't agree with him on running. Well, not entirely. He was right, right now she's no where at the level where she'd survive, but that's why she was working so hard. Naia wanted-- no needed-- to be at the level to kill an avatar. How else was she to repay the betrayal Isaac Merlo did against rocket and herself.[break][break]

"I think that's a beautiful thing."[break][break]

Beauty? Should struggling to live be so idolized? Or is it because so many people are willing to die so easily in rocket...[break][break]

"I feel like more people need to realize that they don't need to die to be loyal."[break][break]

It was jayden cross that came to Naia's mind when she made that reflexive comment, she saw him at death's door during the skirmishes and how he pushed himself even further just to finish off a couple of nobodies afterwards. It really did put in perspective of Victoria Beckett 's words when she asked if Naia could give up everything for Rocket, it just felt to Naia that Rockets seemed to have forgotten that it's family is for everyone in it and not just for one person or ideal.[break][break]

It was after her reassurances and her preliminary tests did her Indeedees finally bring up the last piece of equipment they needed to get started. If she wanted to get the most out of him without killing him, Naia was thinking that perhaps she should draw his blood for a bit before doing any blood transfusions. However there was always the concern on if he was a ready or not, something that didn't go unanswered for very long.[break][break]

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"Okay, if you don't like needles you can look out the window." After clamping a heart monitor to his finger, Naia would place a little stress ball within his

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"Oh, I forgot to ask. Did you want to keep your blood for testing? I'm not a scientist, but I'm sure you have some people working at a cure." She'd finally ask after she finished taping this one down too. "Also I'd suggest you laying down, the more blood you use the more dizzy and confused you'll become. It is taking oxygen away from your brain, so you may even pass out."[break][break]

After she finished making that suggestion, Naia would sit down at the end of the couch, giving her lap a light pat, "If you want I can even give you a lap pillow." The way she suggested this with zero shame showed that she wasn't entirely joking about it even if she did mean it in a way to lighten the mood slightly. The other reason why she offered it was because she's far warmer than a regular pillow and he'll end up feeling a lot more cold the more blood that leaves his body-- also because he'd probably feel a bit less lonely to have someone that close by.[break][break]

If he were to take the offer, Naia would simple just adjust everything she needed to be within reach with the help of her Indeedees and laid back against the couch. She never took her eyes off from the monitors for long, the longest being when she'd make sure to pull the blanket up for him so he was tucked in comfortably, "Make sure to give me a 5 star review, not everyone gets special treatment." He could thank his title for that, but also for being so pitiful.[break][break]

A hand would idly to placed on the top of his head, brushing his hair back so it wouldn't be in his face much like one would soothe a child, "So, do you have any plans after you start feeling a bit better?" This process would be much easier if he could stay awake, that way it would be easier for her to monitor how he was feeling, however it's a good thing that he talks so much. Hopefully that won't be much of an issue.

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There was no love for needles in Howard's heart. Thus, he was perfectly willing to look away and simply observe anything other than the needle burrowing into flesh. He looked at the windows, at the bags attached to him, and even at Naia herself, but the needle didn't even enter his peripheral vision.

A silent prayer of gratitude for his missing eye was sent out. It made ignoring discomforts an easy thing, even if looking away was a show of weakness. Howard supposed that was a boon. Compared to his colleagues, he was the weakest Rocket Admin in a position where the slightest scent of blood hinted at weakness.

Yet Naia was not an admin. She was a doctor. His doctor, for the moment. There was no threat from her. He'd dance to her whims for a while.

"I don't have a team working on it, no. It's a passing interest from my colleagues, but weakness is a curse. They do not know much." Jayden likely did, but wherever the blood that the Cursed had drained had disappeared. Howard had no idea what his comrade had done with it. "You can take a sample. Do what you will."

There was nothing stopping Naia from doing so. If she wanted it, all she had to do was reach out and take it. Knowledge was free, as long as the person who desired it had the gall to reach for it.

He gave her a thin smile, his eye flickering with bemusement as bags filled with a liquid too bright and rich to be normal blood. The poison of gods.

Yet her offer is ultimately what causes his eye to widen. For a long moment, there was no sound, save for the beeping of monitors and the thrum of technology and the drip drip drip of bags of liquid. For a moment, it looked as if the archaeologist was going to decline.

"Ha." His involuntary chuckle eventually evolved into a genuine fit of laughter. "Ahahahahahaha! That's such a ridiculous ask. You're treating someone with an unknown illness, and your kneejerk reaction is to offer them a lap pillow? Like in the soaps?"

He laughed again, body trembling weakly as he did so. Yet when Howard looked up, his eye shined with amusement as his smile reached it for the first time.

"Sure. Why not?" He shrugged, still chuckling as Naia shifted into position. He didn't know what this woman wanted. He didn't understand it. Still, he had the decency to look away, embarrassed. "You're a strange woman, doctor."

Which was how he found himself with his head in her lap. The sensation was soft and warm, and that alone warranted five stars. Yet the admin would've killed himself rather than admit that aloud. As fingers brushed his hair away, they found a silvery-white streak that reflected the light like crystal.

Proof that, despite his contempt for the anomalies that rotted this world, Howard Slayte was one.

"When I'm done here?" Naia's question gave him pause. "Back to work, most likely. Petalburg is still a wreck, and the people there deserve to have their homes back. That, and I suppose I'll have to rate you five stars, right?"

Despite the joke, the admin's heart remained with the people of Petalburg. It wasn't their fault that they had been conquered, after all. The League had simply failed them. Yet her curiosity piqued his own.

"What'll you do after kicking me out? Any patients?"

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There was a second where Naia felt like perhaps maybe she overstepped her bounds, and while perhaps this would be something she'd want if she was in his position, that would be it. He wasn't her, so of course he wouldn't want the same things. She nearly flinched from just the sudden sound alone, and then the embarrassment begun to sweep into her cheeks at his words.[break][break]

That's such a ridiculous ask. You're treating someone with an unknown illness, and your kneejerk reaction is to offer them a lap pillow? Like in the soaps?"[break][break]

"I don't think it's that ridiculous.." She'd mutter under her breath, but still she wouldn't have moved from her position. At least she wasn't embarrassed enough to pull away an offer she already gave him, and even more so now that he'd agree to it.[break][break]

"You're a strange woman, doctor."[break][break]

Naia didn't know how to react to those words, especially since he seemed to have dropped the familiarity of using her name. She had been called many things, useless, an idiot, a waste, even so far as a failure, but strange wasn't one she was used to hearing. Strange implied that they thought of her as normal. "Aren't we all?"[break][break]

Those were words she believed in, and words that she assumed everyone did too, but perhaps he didn't. He seemed to have this air about him that something was always wrong, or that he's followed by some ghost that she assumed was just from his illness.. but what if he was always like this?[break][break]

"When I'm done here?"[break][break]

Naia's fingers locked in on the strand of hair that stood out of place, twirling it around her finger for just a moment before she'd evenly brush out his hair again. She patiently listened to his words, even giving him a couple nods before she'd smile. "It's nice to hear how diligent our admin is." Her next hair brushes would instead feel like more rewarding head pats, before she'd notice one of the blood bags getting a bit full.[break][break]

"What'll you do after kicking me out? Any patients?"[break][break]

"I couldn't dream of kicking you out." She'd set up another empty bag, switching them out as she spoke, "I know I'm not that talented but I offered my aid to Jayden when it came to petalburg, so I can extend that to you too. Anything to help rocket stabilize again." It was without a shadow of a doubt that Naia would say Jayden's name with an unusual amount of softness, "But if nothing comes to mind, I'll probably close up for today and take up a mission. I haven't taken on a hit mission since I returned.. I hope my training makes up for any rust.."[break][break]

A feeling of unease ran through Naia, and with everything that had been happening up till this point, Naia was beginning to feel like she was lagging behind. Sure she can take down small fries, but the real targets she wanted still felt so far out of reach, and that feeling alone really brought out her insecurities, "Then again.. If I can't anything my level I may just stick with some more training."

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