It was a pretty cute creature that had decided to just ram into her like that. Sylvia wasn't too bothered, much to enamored by its design to really pay her wounds any mind. She goofed off and tried to shirk off enough work to watch others suffer for a bit with the biggest grin on her face. The mask on its face did make her wonder if that was the source of it lashing out or was it just not a people person. She'd need some kind of wildlife person to really give her an answer about that. Just some more food for thought around her noggin! After storming around for a while, the floor was cleaned and the entire group was offered some reprieve. They got an ice cold shower and a new change of clothes before being sent to bed.

Sylvia was surprised by her roomie opting to no use the cot inside. Not that she was going to really offer her the comfortable resting place. "Wow, you look like shit." she said to MAKI YUKIMURA with an amuse chuckle. "But pretty cute shit! If we're paired together for the Dummy Ward, guess all we got is our looks, huh~ Rest that little noggin of yours, bestie!" Sylvia fell asleep almost instantly, dreaming of a better place to rest. She missed being back home with her bug pals. No doubt Gendri was trying to keep the peace between everybody!

TL;DR:

• Wants a little rampaging Pokemon of her own
• Gets a nice cold shower and currently in pain
• Hogs the cot meant for MAKI YUKIMURA and falls asleep...

Sylvia looked on at the person who unabashedly opposed her decision to forsake the other parties here. The voice was familiar, none other than the muffled voice of Desiree Blooms!. But those eyes, those hateful, stinging glances that Sylvia just found herself adoring! She giggled gleefully after DESIREE BLOOMS had finished with her scathing critique of their actions. Yet she wasn't hurt by them any. "Oooooh! I think I know you!~ But to answer you, I would do so! Gladly even~" she puffed her chest out, even behind the mask her words would no doubt sing praises of her righteous cause. There wasn't any malice or poison in her voice, just the sweetened and giddy voice of Rocket's very own revolutionary~ She had a bit of an audience now, and who was forced against their will to be within her vicinity, so why not gloat a little?

"You know what the actual beauty is in this big world of ours, my little songbird? It's not some cute little "inner beauty" you get from being a good person or fooling people about their hearts. It's struggle. Not in a dramatic way, but the hardships to change as a person. The little Dratini hatchling cracking the shell of its egg. The trainer down to their last Pokémon in a hopeless fight. The will to live and prosper beating out impossible odds." She smiled behind her mask and leaned in closer as a barely visible smugness could just barely be made out of her mask. "I want them to survive, but I won't just give it to them without seeing if they truly want it. Definitely more better than-"

Her rant was put to an end by one of the guards throwing one of the bowls from a cell at her head, disabling her for a short while. The smashing of the metal against metal had caused her mask to let out an intense vibration just as the results were given. It allowed herself to be thrown onto the platform as everybody else in the Dummy Ward soon met up with the people they had chosen collectively to save with. The other team, however, would vote to punish everybody else. And so it was written! She was picked up by Okidogi as the double vision in her head would shake her world.

"Hehe, now there's two dogs!" Sylvia came to just in time to smash into the sea of mochi below face first. It wasn't a whole lot to really be said from their task at hand. Clean the floor, simple enough. She brushed the mochi from her new clothing and soon felt the sudden whip of Ogrepon smash into her back. She was throwing forward and against one of the walls from the impact. She made a pained noise upon hitting the surface and forced herself back up with some time. "Gotta steal me one of those." she said to herself, continuing to clan in her own messy way. Sylvia would bunch some mochi in hand before throwing the balled up gunk into the bowl.

BjEKsOny

TL;DR:

• Rants and rambles to DESIREE BLOOMS before being silenced by a guard
• Rides the elevator down with the doggo, then thrown into mochi!
• Gets to cleaning up, but not before getting lashed by the other masked Pokémon.

What a strange thing to awaken in! Sylvia had been asleep like a good agent of chaos as the bomb soon dropped that she wasn't where she had been before. There she was, all caught nicely by one Noel Parker and sitting inside of a League jail cell. So imagine her surprise when she woke up to the sight of another woman in her cell. She arose slowly, hands feeling over the mask on her face while the woman greeting her had a muffled voice, hoping she was well. "Yep! Just fine!~" she said cheerfully, pushing herself on two feet while the work in front of them began. Her toxic chain hooked into the wall as their commands were given. "Oop! Better clock in!~"

Some time later and the Pokémon all would cry out to signal for an end for everybody to work. She had been a good little worker bee just doing her job while the wardens would start dishing out punishments to all of those little escapee. Sylvia's eyes traveled to the screens plastered on the walls of all the people who had then been being beaten senselessly, having their Pokémon being hammered to death in their Pokeballs. It was probably a good idea that the mask was on, as that grin on her face was wide enough to border on being somewhat alarming. "Yeah, the torture is kind of rough. But that's how you get stronger, after all!" The thought sounded perfectly reasonable to her, but others probably wouldn't have seen it the same way.

A vote was placed before them, as everyone in her Dummy Ward was subjected to a little decision: Save or Forsake the other Ward. Everybody else may have been a little bit hesitant about voting, but not Sylvia! "Aha, so it's one of these games, huh?" She said confidently. The woman marched right forward with a cocky grin forward while pointing to the air. "This is obviously an easy decision!"

Sylvia votes: FORSAKE

TL;DR:

• Woke up and was a perfect little worker
• Watched other people lose their Pokemon in such awful ways
• Thrilled at the idea of becoming stronger through this personal hell
• Given the chance to vote to punish the Weakling Ward, immediately votes to FORSAKE.

Oh no, that poor little hedgehog was sent flying into the air above! Sylvia was worried that she might have overestimated the little guy's strength, but here comes that smart little cookie that had been expecting it. The Shaymin burst forth into a fearsome green light before letting out a fearsome TERA BLAST onto the ground. The sheer strength of that attack had managed to crack the ground in front of everybody and reduced visibility within the vicinity to zero. But as the other grunts were stumbling around and retreating out of the area, one lone woman stood entranced in her own fantasies.

Her grin threatened to burst right out of her mouth while she pumped a fist to the air. The strength, the passion, the true spirit of the hero! She was lost in her own thoughts, the force pushing the mask off of her face while her eyes dotted around the area. All the while, she was idly reliving the battle moment by moment in her own head, as if she were recording this like some weird camera headed monster. "Yes, this is it! He's perfect! He's so perfect!~ I finally found a hero in this stupid region! Augh, I've got some much work to do now. I gotta train and find stronger Pokémon, ugh where the hell am I gunna find stuff to do that? But this is so exciting!" She continued to laugh in glee just as a familiar shaped outline had began to close in on her. Noel's form smashed into her own, taking her arms around her back and securing them there. Even while bound, she leaned her head back to glance at his form with a childlike wonder visible in her now exposed eyes.

"That was amazing!" she cheered Noel on, "You're definitely a hero alright! I've been searching a while for somebody like you, like, waaaaaaay too long. Every other ranger here is so "Blehhh." She stuck out her tongue at the man with a wink while another series of excited wobbles and noises came from Sylvia. Noel had began to pick her up and move her along as she didn't try to put up much of a fight. "This was fun! We're so doing this again, Blue. But next time, I'm not holding back any more. Now that I know what you're capable of, I'm expecting you to fight even harder. A hero's got to save Hoenn, after all!~"

She babbled on and on, though none of it seemed to wish any sort of ill will against Noel. Instead, she was more than happy to oblige any demands he had of her.



Noel Parker

That shine, that magnificent shining glowing...thingy! Sylvia was quick to look over at Noel's hands as he unveiled his secret weapon before her: a Tera Orb! She hadn't even managed to get one herself and here one was. If only there was a way to snatch that right under his nose! Maybe one of her bug friends could lend some aid in the future and snatch that little thing up! Another noteworthy thing to keep in her old noggin! "I had a feeling you were going to pull something out!" Sylvia chirped, looking pleased as punch, "A last minute tactic to carve your way to victory! How heroic!~" The Shaymin was coated in a crystalline coat that shimmered a myriad of colors around the area, topped off with a trio of flowers that sat in the middle of the little guy's body. With a sudden surge of energy, it used a sudden PETAL BLIZZARD and fended off both attacks with a fearsome whirlwind of leaves gathered from the trees above. Octavio and Onna were thrown away from the sheer force of the leafy shield, taking cover while trying to recoup their energy.

Sylvia was in loooooove!~ Well, maybe not like "love" love, but this guy was proving himself to be the best kind of person that this sorry region needed right now! A true hero, somebody to rise to the call of action and save everybody from the evils of the world! Her eyes latched onto him behind the mask, that grin growing more and more wicked while the woman was giggling in excitement at this fun little battle! "Hehe, you're amazing, Blue! This is way better than some of the other runts in Hoenn so far! But this battle's not over just yet. I think we've got one-"

Her fun was ruined by the sudden blast of fire just missing the Shaymin and its partner. It even spooked Sylvia, who had looked back at surprise at one of the Grunts growing a backbone and deciding to jump into the fray. When the smoke cleared, a blue haired grunt stood there with a Magmortar locked onto the pair. "We got you where we want you now, punk! You think you can just waltz in here and make fools out of Rocket? You got another thing coming!" Two mortar cannons aimed themselves at Shaymin and Noel, clicking back as the Magmortar was ramping up for another attack. "Hand over your Pokémon and call back that Shaymin and you'll walk out of here alive. Any sudden moves and you'll be tomorrow's fried chicken." A smug grin was on his face, ready to soak up in his little victory while a sudden call came from beside him.

"Octozooka!"

The Magmortar cried out in pain, stumbling backwards as several blacky ink projectiles splashed onto his fiery hot skin. The Grapploct had fired off three rounds of the water-type attack at this little brat getting in her way. "What? What are you doing?!" Sylvia glared at the other grunt from behind her mask, slowly walking up as all the excitement had flowed out of her body. "You crazy bimbo! We're on the same team! We had him right where we wanted him and you blew it! The highers ups will-" The once peppy girl was replaced entirely, whose answer to the grunt's question was an audible crack, her fist connecting across his face. He stumbled onto the ground, while Sylvia towered over him.

"Did I ask for back up?" Her tone had taken on a deathly serious, cold question while her heeled boot rest on top of his head while she wanted for an answer.
The nameless grunt would looked up in confusion and fear at her sudden change. "N-No. Buh-"
"Then sit on the sidelines and watch." she answered back.
"We could steal his Pokémon...If you'd just let us-"

Sylvia's boot came down on top the grunt's head. He yelped in pain while she growled at the continued disobedience.

"HE'S!" WHUMP! "MINE!" WHUMP "SO BUZZ OF!" WHUMP! CRACK!

The force of her stomps had broken one of Sylvia's heels, causing her to kick off the other in a silent annoyance. Her back was to Noel, but she'd spin back around after a moment and continue on as if nothing ever happened. She flicked her hair back and sauntered back over to the battlefield with that same smile she had on her face before. "Sorry there, hero! Like I was saying, I've got one last push in me! You guys ready?!" Octavio and Onna had fully recovered for the time being and were ready to give one last final attack to try and break through the Shaymin's defenses. "Give 'im hell, you two!" The Grapploct would glow a fierce white color, surrounding itself in a strange energy before launching itself at the Shaymin, using REVERSAL as his HP was fairly low. Onna, meanwhile, hopped forward and struck through as she attempted to use PLAY ROUGH on the little guy.



Noel Parker

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"Villains never play fair. That's like, Rule #1 of being a Villain. Try and keep up, hot stuff~" Sylvia stuck her tongue out and made a taunting face at Noel, almost uncaring about this being technically her best shot at dealing with a powerhouse that was Shaymin. Not that she really cared much, mind you. The Mawile's SWEET SCENT had worked like a charm, using its sugary aroma to distract its opponent long enough for Octavio to land a solid hit against the grassy hedgehog. Their opponent was pushed back fully and left to watch as the two would approach it again, ready to get the fight started for real. The grunts around them had all but fled at this point, with a few straggles being around, frozen in fear and confusion at why this masked woman was playing so laissez faire with such an important mission.

The Shaymin launched itself back into battle at Octavio. The Grapploct had taken its time to size up the tiny legendary just in time for it to assault it with a flurry of punches. The fighting octopus was knocked down by its strength, stunned for the sudden attacks to its body. Thankfully it would know just how to bounce back from this minor setback. Sylvia, meanwhile, looked starstruck at the display, as if she had been seeing some sort of supernatural phenomenon. "You're not just limiting it to the moves everyone else uses?! Hehe, you're full of surprises, my blue hero~"

Suddenly, the Mawile decided it was time to step into the fray! It stepped over to the Shaymin with its own fists glowing a white color, while aiming a SUCKER PUNCH at the Shaymin. Octavio pushed himself back up as well as anchored himself against the ground. With his two front tentacles to aim, he launched an OCTOZOOKA in the direction of the mythical pokemon.



Noel Parker

Noel's warning fell on deaf ears as the ginger haired woman was nearly bouncing up and down out of excitement at a truly terrifying match between the two of them. Sylvia waited in anticipation at what Pokémon would be the first one out of his handy dandy little Pokémon belt, and it surely was quite the surprise! A Shaymin, and a chipper looking one at that! "Awwww, he's adorable!~" she cooed over the mythical Pokémon sitting before her and Octavio. She knew far better than she let on though. Those little hedgehogs were known for packing a punch, like most rare finds in the wild. So much so that her eager smile never once faded when it began charging a move. Octavio had shuffled a bit at the lack of commands given by Sylvia, but she didn't once budge an inch.

Even at the oncoming SOLAR BEAM flying above her head, not even flinching. Her eyes locked solely on Noel as if he had the long awaited answers to life written all over his face. The sheer strength of attack was confirmation enough that she had found exactly who she had been seeking. The surrounding trees crashing to the ground was just extra credit after the fact. The grunts around her were more moved by the display, freaking out and scattering while Sylvia could only let out another pleased snicker, evolving into a laugh. "Ah, our titular blue hero dares not to strike the villainess down, granting her a chance for surrender from the oncoming battle." She found it so amusing, so pointlessly funny, so...heroic!

He was impressing her, that was for certain.

The other grunts had refused to fight and dropped down to surrender immediately. Sylvia, however, gave no such quarry. She grabbed another Pokeball from her belt and matched the smug aura around Noel. "You've got me all fired up and now you want me to sit it out? Nah, that's not happening. We'll call this a recon round. I gotta know exactly what you can do! So, without further ado..." She threw out another Pokémon as Octavio would launch himself at the Shaymin. The Grapploct was quick to hurry towards his opponent, all his legs moving in tandem while the ones acting as his arms would raised into the air and aim a BRICK BREAK at the Shaymin. Meanwhile, the second Pokémon that Slyvia had summoned formed into a Mawile, then used SWEET SCENT as the air would then began to radiate with enough sugary sweetness that it doubled as a bakery.



Noel Parker

"Huh?" Just when they had thought they were making progress, some brave soul decided to show their face. Sylvia had thankfully been wearing the mask from before while looking over in the direction of where the voice came. The grunts she was with had all seized up at the sudden appearance of somebody attempting to stop them, while Sylvia was turned around still trying to push down on the overfilled lid. "Oh, just some rando from the city. Go home, can't you see we're busy?" After a few more times and choice words, Sylvia spun around and got a good look at the man stepping up to the group. He was a pretty serious looking one, the kind that were one of those medieval looking heroes that would bring peace to the realm in one of her books. That only made her all the more curious about him. Her masked visage stood up from trying to slam the chest shut with her ass and sauntered over. Her gait was cool and calculated, her visible mouth formed into a wicked grin.

"You're not like anybody else I've met yet." she said, placing a hand on her hip while nearly bouncing in excitement at what this man might have been able to do. "Look at you! That cute stoic face, the way you just walk up to a battle in which you're outnumbered, even that sense of justice you just have swirling around you!" A pokeball was fetched from her belt as she tossed it between her hands while standing across from him. The air was tense as they must have looked like a hero and masked villain upon meeting for the first time. Sylvia took a dramatic stance and pumped herself up. It was hard to really keep her head in the game with how much she had rolling around in her mind! "You want to play hero and save the day, big guy? Let's see what you got!"

Sylvia threw out a Pokémon from her team out on the field, a Grapploct being called out onto the field. Octavio would pump himself up alongside his trainer, tentacles filling themselves with bulk and muscle as he'd grow slightly larger than he had before. Even if he was primed to attack at a moment's notice and try and subdue this pest from the mission, the girl would await Noel to throw out his pokemon, as if waiting for their battle partner to begin. The grunts stood by at the display, dumbfounded at the decision while they would slowly begin to give them her space.

"Hehe, make this interesting, alright? First impressions mean everything, y'know!"



Noel Parker

It had been a pretty boring day for the red-headed Rocket member, and Sylvia was suffering all the more for it. Her lack of any sort of meaningful assignment for the week had come to bite her in the behind once the higher ups were notified of what she had been up to in the meantime. So here she was, one punishment and threat of being used of Houndoom chow later, assigned the simple task of ensuring that a shipment of local Pokemon near the city would make its way back to HQ safe and sound. Except that once Sylvia had arrived with the other grunts, they were short quite a bit.

"Oh, we're short, huh?" Sylvia said, observing the half full container with a skeptical eye. Her emerald irises looked at the bit of the concrete jungle sticking out from the skyline as an idea formed in her head. Sure they technically didn't have what was required, so why not source from the locals? They sure as hell wouldn't mind!

"Heh, piece of cake. Leave it to me!"

Sylvia wasn't exactly one to find joy in taking Pokemon from people directly, far from it. But to her, it was sowing the seeds of motivation and guidance. Taking away something so precious to people gave them a purpose in their day, something that made the day stand out. And everyone around this dump was so unguided. This region was going to shrivel away and die under Rocket rule, and nobody seemed to have anything that could resemble an effort to make a meaningful push back. But she'd have to keep on villaining it up until somebody showed themselves.

Across the city, police reports were filed and a bulletin was put out about Rocket activity having increased in the area. Trainers were reporting that an individual had swiped some or all members of their team, regardless of age or reason. In terms of identifying the culprit, there wasn't much to go off of. Her face was covered by a mask in the guise of a jack-o lantern, with a fiery red mane of hair. But that surely wouldn't make it too hard to find who was responsible for this.

"I'm baaaaaaack~" Sylvia chirped in a sing songy voice. She wore her funny little mask, twirling a stolen pokeball on her index finger while making her way to dump the bag into the sphere-shaped container for transport. The grunts helped speed up the process by holding the bottom to shift the weight evenly and close the lid. Unfortunately, Sylvia might have stolen a bit more than she had needed and had caused the top to rest ajar. And thus, the group was trying desperately to lock the lid. Sylvia sat on the top, using some small jumps to try and butt bump the lid closed, but to no avail. "C'mooooon! Close you stupid...urk!"

The sounds of their complaining could be heard across the forest, making it easy for somebody to stumble across them...

[Rolling to determine how many Pokemon were stolen!

Noel Parker

Sylvia was anything but a calm and collected person. Even while Ozni was tugging her along to the entrance, she was wriggling all around. No doubt one could match the other's infectious energy and it was was slowly pulling Sylvia to be more of herself with the man than she realized. Everyone was just so uptight and real these days! Why stress over every little detail when it was way more fun to lose yourself in the chaos of life! For a nepotism baby and an owner of his own brand, he was a pretty laid back guy!

They passed by a couple of other cabs and such as Sylvia passed by some. A handful even had drivers, waiting for people no doubt! But they looked kind of...in the wrong place? Like this was some kind of place to have a nap while their clientele was busy at a meeting or an actual restaurant instead of at some weird ass building. Her peepers looked in on a few while they were off to the front entrance. "Hehe, I'm so excited! I'll try not to seem too hickish for your rich friends~" she teased and allowed Oz to hold the door open for her to brave into the awaiting interior. Just the moment she could see inside, her mouth nearly hit the floor.

It was like Sylvia had stepped into an alternate dimension! Behind the exterior of the quaint little building was probably the fanciest restaurant she had even seen. Everything about it screamed "people with too much money" that made her grunt instincts kick in. How much money could there be just lying around?! Imagine the dosh that even one of those stupid little table counter thingies could be worth! It was a shame she couldn't go around helping herself here. oz had an image to keep up, after all!

Not that she cared. Nope. It was just good manners was all!

"I get why you need a time machine now." she whispered to Ozni again, leaning in while they both walked up to one stuffy little man in a tuxedo. He looked just as happy to see them as she did when having to fill out paperwork for when a mission went wrong. Just pure, absolute disgust. With a flick of a name, they were off and being led to their seating area. Her heels clacked on the floor while she observed the area around her with interest. It was a pretty good thing nobody suspected her of being poor! Well, besides Oz anyway! This whole Pretty Woman act sure was ironic! Maybe there were a few people who worked with Rocket here? They did have deep pockets!

"Hup!" Sylvia plopped down in her seat like the good semi escort slash partner she was and beamed so brightly at the staff member here. "This place is super bougie! No wonder rich people have all this fun. Especially when you can just go around like this." She giggled to herself and tugged on Ozni's arm again. That same mischievous grin was present on her face as it was in the limo. "Think you've got enough to outparty me, Mr. CEO?~"

Ozni Adebayo