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DEBRIEF [POST RAID MEGATHREAD]
POSTED ON Oct 15, 2018 9:11:10 GMT
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their exit from the desert ruins is met with one emotion: disappointment. there's no fleet waiting for them, no rescue set to save them from their misery. no, had been disobedient, desperate for the glory that comes with discovery. her prize? a hole in her flygon and therefore a hole in her roster. that is the price of her transgression, for her to dare question his order. if fernando commands it then it is absolute. defiance is a fate that leads to death.[break][break]

"this is silph. emergency code: shiv. i want a fleet out here--" they've made it out alive-- broken and battered but still alive. the absence of an objective allows his fury to fester. emotions start to come into play and his patience wanes every second they spend under the sun. "--NOW."[break][break]

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fernando announce that their transportation and medical care is assured. those who have their own means to leave are free to go as they see fit. those that stick around will find themselves a passenger on one of the many copters that descend on their location. the sound of their motors is deafening but nothing can put a damper on his yelling. their loot and glory means nothing compared to their losses. his kirlia still stings at the back of his mind. it makes him regretful. it leaves him absolutely pissed.[break][break]

"have medical units ready for a company of twenty. i want food and necessities ready on arrival. commandeer resources from non-critical operations." he prattles on for most of the ride to slateport. the hurried background sound of his ear piece goes unnoticed by those around him. while his attention is on arranging their visit, his eyes and concern are dressed on lillian's leg. they had prioritized speed over provisions. each helicopter is equipped with one emt, equipped with only enough equipment to provide first aid and stabilize a dying patient. there's little more they can provide for the excruciating pain and trauma then morphine. hopefully, it's enough to last.[break][break]

"do not disappoint me. i've been fucked twice already. i do not intend to be fucked once more."[break][break]

that's warning enough to dissuade incompetence. their group will be met with a warm welcome, accommodating them to their well deserved reprieve. [break][break]

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the hoenn branch of silph co. is turned into a shelter. each and everyone one of them is met with a warm welcome, provided professional, individual aid, and given their own room to retreat to. they've given their quarters as a token of friendship. this plays into his hands in two ways, one to establish his name as their savior, and the other to keep them there. the debrief will convene in a week's time. until then they're left to their own devices, able to leave at their own discretion. an invite for the debrief is given before they're allowed to leave the facility. fernando waits with bated breathe. there's much to discuss.[break][break]

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"cila, guide them to mission control. have the presentation ready."[break][break]

those that find their stay will soon realize that their rooms are temporary, outfitted to conform to a purpose different than their original design. that allows him to wire into all of them via his smart controller. each one is given a single message: meet me on the top floor. an assortment of porygon z's handle the rest, guiding them to the nearest elevator and toward their destination. destiny awaits. [break][break]

those that have left the facility at least once will be let back in. the only difference is that they'll need to swipe in. a basic trainer card is all that's required, however, once they're swiped in, silph co. runs its signature against a database of the league's approved trainers. getting in with a fake shouldn't prove difficult, so long as its well done and assigned to someone. still, that means one thing, whoever's in attendance will go down on forever. silph knows who you are, and to some, that may seems eerie. they're not wrong, and they'll find out soon enough. for those with nothing to hide, fear not. proceed undeterred. in exchange for privacy, silph co. offers security second to none.

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fernando waits for no one. he's mad at work, scrambling to type up another set of notes on the large display in front of him. video recording from his time in the cave is replayed in a constant loop, different portions playing on several of the displays that make up his mission control. silph co's venture into hoenn may be recent but it doesn't take much to outfit their main base for operations. a projection of regirock remains in the center, petite yet daunting. his ditto sits at the table, derpy smile and all, trying to rewrite its dna to include that of the legend. until now, attempts have proved fruitless. [break][break]

the bag under his eyes tell the story of another all-nighter. the red strain of spending too much time staring at a screen start to bleed into the white of his eyes. it's a terrible sight, but happy to welcome the sound of his elevator opening. [break][break]

"glad you could make it."[break]

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  • raid participants are offered a chance to leave with silph and receive treatment back in slateport.
  • silph co. offers to house them for a week.
  • in one week's time, a meeting will take place. this is to allow them to go over what they experience and discuss their current state of affairs. hoenn's brightest are expected to attend.
  • those who left the building at least once, or didn't come initially, will have to swipe in. your trainer id will be logged for documentation, among other things. nothing too strange considering the setting.
  • until you reach the command room, don't do anything stupid. canonically, you should be allowed in. pull some LIGHT shit? expect a security escort out.
  • get ready to get your science on!
  • if attends, this may or may not be the tower seen in your nightmares. don't quote me on that.

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solemn. pensive. neither word felt misplaced.

this was business. this was her job. she was here, but for once, she found herself wishing to be back in that hospital room.

but, she would play her part.

"happy to be here."

the greeting in return was only as sincere as her smile, more an attempt to announce her identity than anything else. it was thalia. it was just grace. if their conversations earlier in the week had been any indicator, he probably didn't have much kindness to spare for her at the moment.

the elevators were a blessing, at least. her life had gotten harder in a number of unexpected ways since the clunky cast had been applied to her right leg. it would figure that the conference room would be on the top floor.

she took her seat, preparing for anything and everything.

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This was incredibly annoying. Not only did Logan fail at performing the mission given to him by Team Rocket, he also somehow got himself caught in the middle of some league bullshit. What was he even doing here? He wasn't a league member. For all everyone knows, he was some trainer that got too curious and decided to investigate the ruins. He had no right to be in this building, and definitly not at this meeting.

Yet he was.

Logan walked inside after Thalia, a brow risen on his face as he saw Fernando. This guy. He spelled nothing but trouble for Logan. He just seemed too important. He was probably the type of guy a grunt like Logan couldn't risk associating with.

Since he didn't know anyone else in this room, he decided to sit next to . He gave her a slight nod, letting her know that he acknowledged her, before his attention turned to the rest of the room.




> Logan appears and sits next to Thalia.


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[attr="class,"memoryDarkbody"]The fluorescent lights and the overly-pristine walls burn her tired eyes. She closes them, pinches the bridge of her nose and tries to get her bearings. The presence of a friend keeps her grounded; the coffee keeps her awake. ”Damn, gonna get a headache at this point,” she mutters before turning to @alexander , thermos in hand, “Al, if you want a sip of this, you’d better act now. It’ll be empty reeaal soon.”[break][break]

After the disaster that was the League’s rescue efforts, Vera had not stayed. The needs of the injured were quickly tended to and the others were given the option to dismiss themselves, so she had chosen not to dawdle. She was one of the lucky ones after all; completely unharmed physically, but to say the same elsewhere was questionable. [break][break]

She buried those questions when she arrived at the League’s research facility, stepping past automatic glass doors and never quite leaving. Her work became the suffocating blanket that kept her thoughts at bay, and for days she kept her eyes fixated on the documents and the alluring unknown—a fate more favorable than nights of darkness, blood, and blinding lights. [break][break]

What pulls her back from obsession is simple mandatory protocol and incessant loved ones. She’d cleaned her act to the best of her ability and emerged at Silph in proper uniform, bags under her eyes and caffeinated to hell and back. A nagging voice tells her she might need something more relaxing, but she’s already in the elevator. She bites back with the sound reasoning that if she were to appear inebriated in front of her bosses, she’d be completely screwed, and they’d flush down all her hard work to some other scientist—a ‘competent’ one. She rationalizes but her body doesn’t listen; her hands tremble anyway.[break][break]

At the top of the tower they meet with their impromptu messiah. Vera greets him with a grunt, a good heap of coffee down her throat, and then immediately settling in where her fellow researchers can be found. She wants this over with.[break][break]


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[attr="class","snowscroll"]Ava didn't need a welcome wagon. The desert air was welcome after the stale scent of the musty ruins, and the floating, legged rock allowing her transport gave her bloated ankle some much needed rest. There was relief in her posture as she slipped off the pokémon, careful in favoring her injury.

"Thanks. I owe you one," she voiced breathily toward , her body bowing forward as she worked slowly to find her balance.

She was one of the ones to stay behind and take the shining steel-bodied helicopters to - wherever the hell it turned out they were going. She recognized and found him trustworthy enough. The medic offering her painkillers and some support for her injury were more than welcome. The girl had never been so "pampered" in her life. She was quiet the whole way, and gone the second they found a landing pad in Slateport. She'd lay low in Lilycove until the time came for the debriefing came around.

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With the week passed and a shiny new crutch under her arm, the newly promoted officer swiped her card to grant herself entry into the building, eyes lifting to watch the doors slide open in a cool welcome of an air conditioned breeze. Her gaze dropped as she set the foot of her crutch forward, hopping her way inside before following directions to the meeting room.

Armed with a lone pokéball, a familiar uniform, and a number of shots of her unusual stone, she made her way to the elevator and pressed her elbow to the desired floor number.

She noted she wasn't the first to arrive as the doors span themselves open, her gaze checking between those already there before settling to an empty chair as she crutched her way along, the metal arm serving to support her weight clicking against the floor.

Ava didn't have any words. Just a calm, bored expression and an ass headed for the first available seat.


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✔ thanked after escape
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✔ spent week in lilycove
✔ here for meeting with a shiny new crutch
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Kim just sits there with a dead look in his eyes, a teddiursa sitting in his lap and using his body as an armchair. He onlooks the others around him, questioning to himself why he’s even here, but keeps his mouth sealed to avoid talking to anyone.

He could really use a drink right now.



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A week had passed since the rescue mission–a week since their battle with the Regirock.[break][break]

Bailey Cooper adapted to life after the Ruins. Her success had garnered her a new title and new responsibilities. A badge now rested against her chest, pressed to the inside of her jacket, where she could feel its weight at all times. The cadet that had joined the League on a whim now found herself straddled with new responsibilities. The words “Officer Cooper,” continued to rattle in her skull as one of the security officials greets her.[break][break]

Her partner was still recovering from his injuries. She arrived knowing that she would be alone. Bailey may have survived the mission with these people, but she hardly knew them. “Here,” she scanned her Trainer ID, watching as her information was recorded. It did not weigh on her mind; this was the League. They knew who she was.[break][break]

The silence of the elevator was deafening. She tucked her hands into the warmth of her jacket. There would be people here that had experienced trauma–either from their pokemon or from their own injuries. Bailey had experienced neither. She was fine. Her pokemon were fine. It had only been Daniel Walker that had suffered.[break][break]

She was the lucky one.[break][break]

The newly instated Officer took a seat, arms folded over her chest, as she waited for the meeting to begin.[break][break]

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For Riley the last week had been spent in bed in a room that Silph co had provided them, he had taken a decent chunk of damage during the ruins exploration and almost blacked out from slamming his head into a rock. All he really knew for sure was that he was concussed, the rest of what the medical staff said just kinda went over his head.

On the bright side he barely spent anytime alone while he was stuck on bed rest in the room, Silvia barely left his side the entire time. In fact the only times he actually remembered her leaving were whenever she wanted food from another place or the time he begged her to go get him some lava cookies from his hometown while he was here. He loved those dang cookies.

When it was time for whatever this meeting was Silvia was actually still in the room with Riley and came to the meeting with him. With his head still bandaged up, specifically from his eyebrows up, Riley made his way over to the table and took a seat, the seats on either side of him empty for now though Silvia would surely fill one up. For now Riley just sat there and waited, holding his Emolga in his arms while the little flying squirrel nibbled on one of those lava cookies.

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Came in with his head still bandaged from his eyebrows up and with his emolga eatin cookies
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silph co were lavish with their relief efforts but, under the beat of helicopter blades, malcolm denied that generosity. instead, his husband was transported to mauville hospital under the eye of league medics and doctors. he followed not soon after. malcolm's priority: being present when ian woke, even if that meant hours beneath the fluorescent lights of a sterile waiting room.

and all the while he waited, malcolm traced what he remembered of the cave markings against the palm of his hand. they do not leave his mind.

a week later, malcolm attends the silph facility. a routine swipe of his trainer id and forward into the elevator. the invitation had been clear: meet me on the top floor. strangely personal for what was directed towards so many. it brings him no comfort.

but in the brief respite of the elevator, malcolm allows himself to roll his shoulders. the top floor repeats in his head.

there could be a beautiful view.

as the doors open, malcolm straightens his back. he folds his arms behind, clasps his hands behind his waist, as he steps out. there are others already. among the faces he recognises from the cave, he sees casts and bandages.

malcolm is completely uninjured. today he looks immaculate. pristine. well-rested. in a suit likely more expensive than the broken arms in the room and, furthermore, he is aware of it.

a seat not too far is empty. he takes it, silent, and waits for more to enter.

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What kind of working relationship did silph and hoenn’s league have, precisely? Was it a good idea for their government to fraternize with such a corporation? Who was in charge here? Who could be trusted? Who--

Al…

The sound of his name (or nickname, rather) snaps him out of it. He’s deep in thought; his hands are clasped, held to his chin, obscuring the lower half of his face, but it isn’t until Vera (whom he’s sitting right next to) speaks to him that he realizes how deeply his brow is furrowed. His muscles relax at his friend’s offer, silently grateful for the distraction, the chance to worry about something more mundane, even for a moment.

So, did he want a sip?

”Only if you’ve drowned it in enough cream, milk and sugar to give me a heart attack on the spot.”

His tooth is sweet, but, on occasion, his sense of humor has a grim and bitter veneer to it. It’s not something he realizes yet.

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She is pressed close to his side the moment a message is sent to them and the moment their small group is led down stark fluorescent halls– an invitation to the meeting room.

Her lips are pressed shut as the two wander towards the elevator of the corporation, her attention fixated on the expanse of the hallway before them and the occasional flicker of concern when her gaze wanders back to Riley. It had been a week since their arrival to the corporation– a generous relief effort from Silph– and her worries still remain high; an uncomfortable pit in her stomach. She had lost something close to her and the last she wanted to lose was someone she considered dear.

Concerns are suppressed the moment elevator doors slide to an open and she offers a subtle nod towards Fernando the moment a greeting is sent to them though she doesn’t bother to say anything else as she lets Riley lead the way towards their seat; her gaze briefly settling on the small Emolga in his arms the moment she sits besides him.

“I hope you two like the cookies…” Her words are hushed when she speaks to him, far too aware of their situation to feel comfortable despite the meeting having yet to begin.



› arrives to the meeting room with and takes an available seat next to him.

› offers a subtle nod to when she hears his greeting, but nothing more than that.

› asks to see if and his emolga enjoy the lava cookies.




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Freelancer
officer
63 height
63 height
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Dallas Rhodes
DEBRIEF [POST RAID MEGATHREAD]
POSTED ON Oct 16, 2018 22:25:00 GMT
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It seemed like Dallas had certainly jumped up in the world. Or at least in Hoenn. From freelancer for the League to being invited to some fancy meeting. It made sense given the events that happened in the ruin but it had gained him some reputation as well.

While others had stayed here in the Silph Co building Dallas had taken a break in Lavaridge town. The hot springs helped at least partially to forgot the stress of the rescue operation a week ago. People had died, been injured, as well as Pokemon. Dallas was half afraid to go to this thing in case it was simply a session of being berated for their blunders.

While he knew no one here, he at least still recognised everyone. No extra Rockets had managed to sneak into the already compromised group. Would those that already snuck into their group come here today? Dallas frowned. 

In the safety of the building and less tension from the unknown of the ruins, would now be the time where fingers would be pointed and accusations made? How messy that would become.

At least it would be entertaining to watch unfold.

The blond gave a nod and a quick hello as he entered and chose a random empty seat next to one of the many cool kids in the room. 



  • Came back from his r&r session in Lavaridge
  • Came in, sat down, gave a quick hello the room
  • No friends here pepehands just sitting wherever an empty chair us
  • Too tired for template today
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yuko

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twenty-seven
january 3
saffron, kanto
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team silph
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did i close my fist around something delicate?
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DEBRIEF [POST RAID MEGATHREAD]
POSTED ON Oct 17, 2018 1:55:15 GMT
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with a start he awakens.

it is with a start every time and every night for the past 6 nights. zeke rainey can almost still feel purple tendrils wrapping around him as he props himself up each time, an abstract impression of the same towering skyscraper imprinted on his retinas with each startled awakening. sweat beads on his forehead and stains his sheets every night, regirock's curse haunting him. he cannot escape and his brain begins to feel tired and battered after the first few incidences.

now he feels crazy.

going home in mauville feels like a necessity right after the expedition, rejecting silph's offer. scott's sudden disappearance from the rescue mission is out of character and concerning, but zeke does not get the chance to speak with him. it is yet another missed connection between them, and the disturbance of his recurring nightmares is punctuated by the absence of his only friend in the region. he feels alone.

this morning, unlike the rest, he is not in his apartment. sunlight creeps through the sheer curtains of a slateport hotel room, its soft presence a welcome contrast to his own torrent of emotion and panic each morning. more sweaty sheets. he mentally apologizes to the cleaning staff as if it counts.

has called for a debriefing -- why? he still thinks about the kid that was eviscerated by regirock right before him, but other than that, things went fine.

"what...is this?" his tall stature is dwarfed by the silph building in slateport. he expects the purple, the tendrils, the ink to spill in from his periphery. instead, the monstrous building is framed with clouds and blue skies. zeke swallows hard; what is he looking at, and what does it mean?

he feels crazier.

when he arrives in the debriefing room, familiar and unfamiliar faces are scattered about. his index and his thumb pinch the bridge of his nose in distress. silph's blue, almost sinister hair commanding zeke's attention as he sits himself down next to someone. whether it is intentional or not, silph transfixes him.


- did not go back to slateport after the raid
- stayed in mauville looking for lover, had lots of nightmares a la the curse from regi
- arrives and immediately recognizes the silph building as the one from the dreams
- just staring at
- sitting next to @ someone


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perse
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twenty-four
november 23
sootopolis
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my own blood pains me, the salt as much as the vein
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POSTED ON Oct 17, 2018 2:32:44 GMT
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the reasons for not taking up silph on the offer of accommodation and medical attention over the past week had been three-fold. persephone didn't feel she needed it and didn't want to be a drain on resources when she had been one of the few who had suffered the least, for one. for another, the memory of the titan gave her no rest, and she couldn't wait to return to her mother's library in sootopolis.

most persuasively, however, she was just too afraid? too anxious? to see the silph heir again. it was inevitable, but even the week of thinking about it made her blood run hot with nerves.

persephone hopes she's lost in the stream of faces when she enters, returning fernando's greeting with a weak, "hello, fernando," it didn't go at all as how she imagined it would. though she's struck momentarily by how tired he looked, she resists approaching him .

instead, taking care to not freeze up, she's quick to take a seat next to the most dignified and poised man in the room, although it took her another embarrassingly long few seconds to recognise him. unsure if he even knew who she was, she smiled at him almost apologetically for her presence, and folded her hands neatly on the table.


≫ went back to sootopolis after raid to collect notes
≫ awkwardly says hi to
≫ sits with