A whirl of movements erupted from a multitude of directions. Ezra was barely able to catch his own breath as the heavy body of his underboss plopped down from his Espeon's psychic grasped and into his arms. With a nod of gratitude, he descended down the ladder, returning back to the ground where his Tyranitar patiently stood. But, alas, this small victory was short lived as a howling green goblin leapt towards the group, red targets replacing that of his old pupils. It violently slammed it's paws to the ground, allowing beams of light to break out through the cracks, aiming this unknown energy at them.

With chaos ensuing around them, the group was severely ill-equipped to block or dodge the incoming attack. So, with two thunderous thuds, the Ty the tyranitar stepped forward, blocking the group from the incoming blow. A his jaws dropped as a screeched bellowed out from his mouth. Pain was scribbled across his face as the beam had left a gash across his stomach. "Shitshitshitshit," Ezra's eyes, both wild and manic, scanned the area, unsure of where to go next. The heavy huffs of the dog drummed in his ear. And, beyond the immediate fear of his slobbering maw, a bigger fear lingered in a shadows. A fear of who the Pokémon belonged to.

Luckily, before the green dog could strike them with another attack, Ezra heard the sound of it's cries. It appeared as though two other Pokémon averted their own line of attack onto it. Thank Arecus. "Ty, Sol, let's go!" His voice was raspy and horse. The crippling cowardice that usually haunts him was edging closer towards his heart, but the sheer rush of adrenaline kept them at bay. He pushed himself forward, allowing the incoming attacks to provide enough time for their group to escape the Pokémon's line of immediate fire.

"Re.... retreat." Ezra's gaze snapped down. Chu-e was alive. "Yes sir. Just...give me a second." The right side of his lips quirked into a lopsided smile as he attempted to swallow his own raging thoughts. Don't think, just move. A gust of fairy energy rushed out from...above? Regardless where it came from, the man hunched over and tightened his grip on Chu-e, bracing the gusts of energy the best way he could. After it passed, he stole a quick glimpse of the scene behind him and saw...a lot. Unknown figures danced in the sky, producing world bending attacks he didn't even want to comprehend. Below, a few new and unfamiliar faces met his eyes. They looked cold. Menacing. He shuddered.

Ezra looked back at Lulu, only for her to dash off, leaving behind only a few parting words. Okay. Great. He gulped. This was definitely NOT a mission meant for an inexperience grunt. Turning away from the chaos behind, he attempted to jog away from the field, assuming their Pokémon would trail close behind. Don't think, just move. He didn't need to know who that man was, or who that green dog belonged to. He didn't even need to know where Lulu went or what the FUCK those things in the sky were. All he needed to do was RUN

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TLDR;
- Climbs down the ladder with Princess?? (I assume she follows lol)
- Meets up with lulu
- Ty gets hit with Land's Wrath
- Using the distraction of the other incoming attacks, he moves away from the Zygarde, Chu-e still in his arms
- Found Fernie creepy
- Saw Darkrai and Tapu Fini and thought 'fuck this'
- Kinda just accepts Lulu's departure and starts heading away from the area, assuming she'll (and Chu-e's other pokemon) would just follow.
- For clarity sake: didn't really notice the spooky ghosts

Ezra appreciated Chu-e Choi 's attempts of comfort, though, he hadn't forgotten who originally flipped the switch. Who pulled the trigger to this mess. He nodded along to his rambles, information coming in from one ear and out the other. He didn't know who Zac was, and from his point of view, the only thing that was WRONG was Rocket's actions against innocent workers. But he knew to keep quiet about that.

Following Chu-e's gaze, he noticed the scientist stumble out from the ensuing carnage, looking like a wreck. A grim expression wiped over his face as his boss ordered him to ensure her safety. Yeah right. Still, he plays the part of the loyal grunt and jogged over to the woman, not before taking a slice of time to send out his Espeon with orders of protecting Chu-e. Her and her psychic abilities should be enough to prevent a fall.

"You...You okay?" He nibbled on his bottom lip, frustration boiling deep within him, as he was forced to comfort the murderous beast in front of him. Sure, it wasn't her intention to slay those innocent workers, but Ezra knew nothing of that. "I can hel-" His arm, which was in the process of reaching out, had paused in its placed. Staring back at him wasn't no ordinary human. No, her eyes were both wild and rabid, like a Pokémon defending it's territory. Her voice came to him in a hiss. "Fuck you..."

He narrowed his eyes at her, a crackle of detestation within them. As much as he wanted to berate her with questions and condemn her for crimes, his cowardice prevented him from doing so, screaming at him to not respond to her provocative words. No, just keep quiet and focus on orders he were given. The faster they succeeded in this, the faster he could escape this terrible reality.

Breath in. Hold it. Then release.

“Where the FUCK IS IT?”

The bellows of ferocity sent a ripple of shivers throughout his body. Ezra squeezed his eyes shut for a moment, not allowing it to phase him.

Breath in. Hold it.

“HELP ME FIND IT, GRUNT.”

Then release.

"Calm the fuck down!" All the pent up frustration, anger, and disgust he felt towards her flooded out from his mouth, bursting through the wall of fear that held him back before. "You're the fucking head scientist, so act like it."

Right before he could continue, the cry of his Espeon pierced through air as a lumbering man was spit out of the shack's mouth and into the field beside them. Worse of all, as Sol was attempting to dodge his hurling body, Chu-e had fallen from his position above, making her unable to react in time to catch him.

Ezra looked back at his Pokémon, then up where his boss used to be, then back at his Pokémon. Realization flickered across his face, then horror. No no no no. Alarm bells, sirens, everything went off inside his head, ushering him to act FAST. Regardless of his feelings from today, he couldn't deny the very real appreciation and admiration he held since their initial meeting. It was the only positive connection he had felt towards anything Rocket related since his arrival.

Without a moment to think, the grunt launched himself forward, leaving Lulu and the flung man behind. As he did so, he called upon his two released Pokémon, commanding them to follow him towards the shack. Sol, the Espeon, immediately grappled unto his body, climbing up to her favorite position onto of his shoulders. The other, his Tyranitar, simply lumbered towards the shack, a few feet to his trainer's left.

As they neared it, Ezra threw himself towards the ladder Chu-e had previous used and attempted to climb it towards the roof. Sweat dripped down his forehead as each step he took resulted in a pulse of fear throughout his entire body. Fear of his boss' current position and safety. From his new position above, his head peered inside the building, his eyes hungrily searching for Choi's location. If Princess helped pointed him out, he would then nod, wince at the sight of his boss, then turn to her and ask, "Use whatever power you have left to hold us here, okay?."

With that said, he shimmied the Espeon off his shoulder and waited for her to position herself beside Princess. "Sol, grab him and throw him ANYWHERE outta there, okay? If either of you fall, try falling on Ty back there."

Then, with a pit in his stomach, he looked back at Ty, then at the two psychics. "Go!"

With the go ahead given, Sol casted Psychic on Chu-e and attempted to bring him up and out from the pit below. Ty, on the other hand, released a howl before stomping on the ground. With each second that passed, the stomps grew in strength, eventually causing the ground to shake, then rumble fiercely. The tremors were that of an Earthquake.

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TLDR;
- listens to chu-e and tries to help lulu
- Sends out espeon to catch Chu-e if he falls
- Espeon was distracted with dodging Zac and ended up missing the fall
- Ezra blows up on lulu
- Sees Chu-e fall and tries to help 
- climbs up the ladder to where chu-e used to be
- Tyranitar used Earthquake and Sol used Psychic to grab Chu-e
- He asks to Princess to use Psychic to hold them in place 

While Chu-e Choi's swift movements ushered Ezra away from the muddled mess devolving inside, it wasn't quick enough to save him from Lulu Flint's vicious display of horrific bloodlust. From the gunshot to the limp worker's body hitting the floor-- the grunt witnessed it all. Hands trembling, eyes widened, the man was left completely frozen. Images of the victim's limp and lifeless body flashed in his head, haunting him like a vengeful ghost.

BANG!

The scene replayed in his mind again and again. The gunshot, the blood, the draining life oozing from his slumbering face, the millisecond of surprise as the victim woke from the loud sound. He wanted to scream, to cry, to somehow release these stirred up emotions inside. Subconsciously, he began to slouch forward, armed wrapped tightly around himself, countless questions and thoughts spinning round and round in his head. 'Why would she kill him? They didn't need to kill ANYONE! The orders! What about the fucking orders? Why, why why?' A slew of toxic vile surged up his throat and out his mouth, painting the ground with liquid pain. Sweat dripped down his brow as he continued to clutch his stomach in discomfort, his throat raw and sore.

"Zeke. With me."

He looked up weakly at Chu-e, a line of bile still stringing out from his mouth. "Ye-yes sir," He answered back softly, his voice barely managing to remain audible. Wiping the remaining sludge from his lips, he followed the underboss towards the right side of the building, not daring to question his intentions.

Brown weary eyes stared back at the intact wall. Monsters lurked inside there. Ezra reached into his pocket and, with the flick of his wrist, he released his Tyranitar from it's home.

Just in case.

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TLDR;
- Is experiencing a lot rn
- Threw up
- followed Chu-e around the building
- brought out his Tyranitar because he can no longer trust anyone there (except maybe Zac)

Ezra nodded at Chu-e Choi 's reminder. It wasn't like his orders conflicted with anything on his side, anyways. If anything, it gave him an excuse to avoid any altercation. In his peripheral vision he noticed Lulu Flint 's gaze, both intense and menacing. Was she upset she had to work with some random grunt? Was she angry at him? Why? He didn't do anything to her! Unless... Ezra subconsciously nibbled on his bottom lip, a wave of anxiety washing over him, as he attempted to subdue the circling thoughts and questions in his head.

Breath in. Hold it. Release.

He was back. Gaze averted back onto his boss, the grunt watched as he set off the detonator, triggering a massive explosion from within the shack. A ripple of effects ensued, starting with the booming sound of the bomb leading to the seeping clouds of smoke. "Holy shit..." His jaw dropped, the words dripped from his mouth like drool leaving a toddler's gapping lips. Then he paused. Weren't there people still inside?! His heart dropped instantly and his legs began to tremble. What in the absolute fuck was that order supposed to mean if they were planning to do this?! Ezra chopped down on his tongue, blood slowly oozing out from self inflicted wound.

Before he could say anything, the scientist acted with speed and courage, entering the crumbling building with her Pokémon in tow. The thoughtlessness of the act confirmed his sneaking suspicion that the higherups of Rocket; they were all absolute monsters. Still, there was no running away from the situation. He had to face the lurking villain that was danger and do so without hesitation. Though, his mind couldn't help but wander back to the explosion and the individuals effected by it. If nothing else, he had to at least help them.

So, with this new found goal in mind, he took one step forward. Only one. Because, before he could continue to make his way towards the entrance, a ripple of piercing needles exploded from his legs. The feeling first consumed his ankles, then moved up to his hips, then up to his shoulders, and so on. 'Move!' He thought, but his body didn't yield to his commands. Instead, his ears began to tune out the sounds of his surroundings, only catching the fast pounding of his own heart.

Thud. Thud. Thud. Thud.

Sweat began trickle down his forehead and his breathing quickened.

Move

His hands curled up into fists, finger nails digging themselves deeply into his palms.

Move.

The world began to appear hazy. His mouth was dry.

Move.

It felt as though someone, SOMETHING had pushed him forward. Because, without much thought, his body flung forward. Straight to entrance he went, his mind focusing solely on movement and nothing else. But that narrow focus was short-lived. Upon reaching the crumbling entrance of the shack, a ear splitting sound pierced through the darkness, creating a quick bright flash.

BANG.

The sound of blood splattering filled the room. Some droplets even reached the peeking Ezra, marking his mask and clothes with small smears of red.

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TLDR;
- Is scared of Lulu
- Was briefly-ish paralyzed with fear
- went to maybe help??
- caught the flash and a bit of blood splatter e w

A sluggish man with ruffled dirty blonde hair was trudging around the outskirts of the workshop. His eyes, hidden behind behind gold rimmed circular glasses, occasionally scanned the area. While the young grunt had his own bit of experiences with missions, this was his first big BIG calling. In fact, he was still processing the fact that he was being sent out on the same mission of that of his underboss and Rocket's head scientist???

"Oh mother of wooloo..." The black mask muffled his silent curse as he noticed a large figure approach the scene. The man appeared to be Hercules himself, strutting in with blinding heroism. Ezra briefly questioned his odd relationship with his underboss, but that train of thought was swiftly curtailed by the buzz of his phone.

A text.

With a curt nod the man shoved his phone back into his pocket and began making his way towards the last two stragglers outside the entrance of the shack. Thoughts spun in his head as the pressure of mission weighed down on his back with immense force. There was no telling what the future entailed for him.

Finally, Ezra reached the other two Rockets. Upon seeing Chu-e Choi , a flash of red crossed his cheeks (though this was shielded from sight, thanks to the mask), as memories of their last encountered seeped out from the back of his head. No, that was irrelevant right now. He shook his head. "Psssst....it's me." He offered them a reassuring wink, "Better this time, right?"

Ezra Zeke is a wild magic sorcerer
@joan is a Conjuration Wizard

Ezra despised his trip to fortree city. In fact, if given the choice, he would avoid that god forsaken city at all cost. It was a hell hole of endless climbing. "Never again," He muttered as he escaped the city's woodland walls. Sol was casually perched on his shoulder, licking her front right leg. It was clear through her eyes alone that she was hungry for a good fight today.

Bundles of greenery populated his vision as Ezra made his way through the Safari Zone. Wonder twinkled in his eyes as he gazed upon each and every little surprise the area had to offer. "I wonder what I'll find," He thought out loud, his fingers tracing the outline of his designated safari balls. He wasn't much of an ace trainer, but strengthening up his team didn't seem like a bad idea. Especially given his...uncertain circumstances.

Ezra's head spun with a thousand different thoughts. Not in a million years would he had imagine this mission devolving into this madness! With wavering brown eyes, the man kept his gaze straight ahead, adamant on avoiding any and all eye contact with his underboss. He did not want to witness his reaction to his disturbingly clammy claws. But, of course, this attempt was futile, as Chu-e was quick to pipe up once more.

"O-oh." Raised eyebrows, widened eyes, the man was understandably baffled by Chu-e's sudden actions. From where he stood, the man could feel Ezra's heart pounding against his chest, acting like a snare drum in a marching band. "That's...alright, Kitty. I'll grab us an outside table, then...!" Before he could pull away, Chu-e had already taken charge of his movements, yanking him closer than he ever wanted to be.

Then it hit him.

A splash of rosy hues crept across Ezra's face and his eyes were squeezed shut. Both warm and soft, Chu-e's glossy lips met Ezra's, his soft and thin. With parted lips, the underboss teased the already struggling grunt, who nearly nearly whimpered at the touch of his tongue. But, before he could respond, the man had pulled back with a catlike smirk.

Ezra was absolutely breathless. He didn't know how to feel or what to think. It had been years since his lips have grazed another's. He had almost forgotten the feeling of it all. "I-" Before a word could struggle its way out of his throat, the man had darted off towards the science building, leaving him with alone with his unlabeled emotions. Without thinking, his hand rose up to his face and softly caressed his lips, as if he could still catch some of the fleeting feeling of warmth that had already left.

The dazed man was left standing there for a minute or two. It wasn't until an incoming student lightly bumped into him as they were passing by was he brought back down to reality. "Yeah, mission..." He mumbled softly before finishing the walk over at the café.

The rest of the mission was uneventful. He sat there silently, ordered a latte to go, and patiently waited for the drop off. When the man did show, he slickly slid him the drive, as Ezra's typically awkward mind was too hazy with fluttering thoughts to be a liability.

This whole undercover thing was turning out to be quite the daunting task.

Chu-e Choi

"Cost?" While it was completely understandable to associate the service with a fee, it still took Ezra by surprise, as he had no intention of charging the guy. Having a nice, non threatening conversation is worth a few extra bucks to print out a gift. Especially for someone who's spending so much time surrounded by...Rockets Grunts. Yuck. "Nahnahnah, don't worry about that. I'm the one offering." The man smiled as Salem pounced onto his shoulder. Small Pokémon really were the cutest. "Besides, I need to pay you for accompanying me out here. Seems like I would've been swarmed by Pokémon if I had come alone!"

Brown eyes glancing towards the two wandering Pokémon, a small sigh slipped from his lips. Another duo he didn't quite care for. Ah well. Looking back at Razz, an idea popped in his brain, evoking a small grin. "Since we're out here, would you want to play a quick game? I could honestly use the company-- photography can be prettyyy boring after a while."

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Razz Kingsman

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