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

Sylvia laughed at Ozi's display of showing off those kitty paws! With the biggest grin on her face, she flashed him some paws of her own, even sticking her tongue out. "But that's half the fun of it! What good is competition if you can't enjoy the W?" The redhead giggled again before evening adding a, "Nya~"

All that talk about hair dying was pretty cool and all. She loved her whole assortment of hair dye that went with her practically everywhere. You never knew when you might need a quick disguise and to get your locks all colorful. One time, she tried white just to see how she looked. Maybe it was cool long ago, but it was way too "old people-like" than it was "anime esque supervillain" like she had hoped for. She tried to imagine Ozni with pink hair like he had wanted and did her best to envision it. Sylvia then promptly gained stars in her eyes as she leaned forward to observe his hair.

"You would have looked pretty cool, I bet. It would contrast with your skin pretty well, depending on how much white there is in the color. All in all, you'd look even cuter!"

Pokémon talk! His Elektross was named Stasia and boy was it pretty! She wondered how cool those electric Pokémon were, buzzing all around. The first time she had ever really seen one, her immediate thought was mistaking it for a water type. Still cool, but definitely not as cool as bug types were! "Yeah!~ I'm a good Ento-whatever that is!"

The limo pulled up to the restaurant that her gracious host had been telling her about. Sylvia's legs kicked back and forth on the seat as he spoke a little about it. "Whoa!" she said in a childlike wonder. She feigned a shocked expression with her hands on her cheeks. "So this is like THE exclusive club of exclusive clubs! I bet it's run by some rich guy who's, like, secretly some kind of supervillain who's plotting world domination or something!"

The limo stopped as Sylvia got out and nearly jumped out of the vehicle only to be met with an ordinary looking building. She had to take a step back while her eyes scanned around the area. Had they been taken to the wrong building or something? This didn't look like it was really something so invitation based that you had to kill somebody for.

Unless...

It was just a front! Yeah, something to keep all the riffraff like her out! Lucky she had the golden ticket inside! Once Ozni was fully out, Sylvia was right by side side in all of her personal bubbling invading glory! She quickly tucked her arm underneath his own and took a more refined, posh stance as she styled her hair to fall more bougie. "Shall we, my dear Oz?" The red head said, shooting him a playfully "rich" look before breaking out into another snicker fit. "C'mooon! Let's go! Let's go!"

Ozni Adebayo

TEAS & DESSERTS:

Send a special someone a bespoke box of sweets delivered by Stufful, signed or anonymous!

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ORDER DETAILS: A fanciful assortment of chocolates that looks to be pilfered from one of those high end stores. It's even still got the price tag![break][break] TO: Xenon Antheil [break][break] CARD: "Heya Xennie! Remember me? Probably not, but we fought Moltres that one time! The Postmodern Shredettes! Anyway, you're pretty cute, so y'wanna go on a date? Or maybe want a minion? Lemme know! ~ Sylvia P.S. Your butt's mine next time we meet up! ;P"[break][break]

Sylvia internally grinned at the new attire, busy playfully teasing Ozni while following him to the ride. The feeling of her new threads were pretty nice and she couldn't help but gently tracing the hem of the dress and listening to her body move in this thing. The modeling gig was a nice side track, but so far he didn't seem suspicious of it. "You can say that~" she teased him back, giggling to herself while she leaned back into the comfortable car seat. "In my line of work, it's pretty cutthroat. You gotta shake what you got or get dropped!~"

The comment about her red hair was pretty spot on. It was her favorite color, after all! The fires of her self proclaimed revolution that couldn't be stopped! Plus, she rocked it all as a ginger like this. "You've got good taste~ I used to be blonde way back when before I started. I think last time I changed it, I was either blue or black. But for you..." Sylvia winked back, leaning forward while being driven around. "I'll stick with this for a while."

His answer about a favorite typing did catch her eye. Normal-typing, so bland and so uninteresting, but reliable! Some of them had some flair and had that advantage that people didn't expect them to hold their own against some of the other people. They reminded her a lot of her precious bugs. One day, she'd have them all and show the world that they weren't weak! Wait, what was she talking about again?

Ozni showed her a picture of his team. They were a varied bunch, and it was enough to elicit a little squeal from her. She leaned into the picture and clapped her hands in amusement.

"You guys seem like a pretty tight bunch! But me? I've got the cutest Scizor, Mawile, and Grapploct! And a Rabsca too! We're a pretty cool team~"

She puffed her chest out to boast to her friend, happy to show off in front of him.

"Anyway, what's on your mind for where we'll eat?"

Ozni Adebayo

Sylvia looked over to Shalin as the woman would introduce herself as one of the world's greatest explorers. The ginger looked at the woman with an elated glory. She beamed widely, clapping both hands together. "Wow, a world explorer! I'm a bit of an explorer myself!" She smiled, giggling to herself as she had been smitten with her gigantic Beedrill. She bounced all around, observing the bug type from every angle. "And you have a Beedrill! Look at how big you are! You're super well fed!" In a blur, she was on the ground, finger tracing along the Beedrill's drill appendages without a care in the world. "And these things are super sharp! The stinger is kinda small though, but I'd imagine that's because they're always flying more so than battling." Sylvia diagnosed Shalin's partner before then taking a bow herself. "I'm Sylvia. Resident bug expert, revolutionary and aspiring main villain! But that would depend on who you ask~ It's nice to meet you both! And okay, Elise! You'll be just some old rando I know then!" She might have not understood why any royal would want to really not be treated like a princess, but to each their own.

Once arriving at the clock, Sylvia began to look around, finding it rather odd that everything was all broken like this. "Kinda looks like a tornado or something came through here or something." She said, looking for an entrance of some kind. Lucky for her, there came to be two massive steel doors standing before the woman as she would staring paroozing around in search of something or other.

PROMPTS:
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Elise Calcifet
Shalin Nariya

She was teasing him, but he was firing back with just as much liveliness that she was known for! It made her all the more elated at finding somebody that wasn't such a stick in the mud about things. She giggled as her smile grew bigger and bigger with every tease, until Ozni's judgement had decided upon her attire. "Letting the locks flow! I'll be baaaaack~" She said, hurrying back inside of the changing booth. Her options were at least a little bit easier as she'd pick through the racks of clothing on an outfit. The woman's hands raised a couple of choices in front of a mirror as she'd smile at them. She'd have to look her best for him so that they could have the greatest night ever. They had only just met and he was already super cool compared to everyone she met so far. So maybe the flowing dress would look better? Or something like the turquoise one? Decision, decisions! There had to be something here that would wow him and his dumb, handsome face!

After some time, she found the perfect dress. A sly smile crept over her face as the spy would throw it on perfectly and then take a look at herself in the mirror. "Perfect!" Sylvia's hands began to mess about with her hair. It was a quick trick to make it look a bit more stylized while maintaining its natural shape. Something she had learned across her many sort of jobs while acting as a spy. Maybe she wasn't a top agent, but she had her fair share of outings. And guys kind of likes a little curl, right?

Sylvia stepped out wearing her chosen dress, giving a twirl for Ozni as she'd be beaming at the rich kid. "Ready to go! Does this suit your fancy?~" The redhead teased him while then following him to the checkout. She wore heels with it and must have given the cashier and staff a rather noticeable amount of confusion as the raggedy person that had been let in was now rocking this dress on the way out. "Thank you again, Ozni. I'll pay you back, promise!" Of course, she'd eye the total price and severely doubt it was possible, but she'd have to find some type of way.

Once they were back in the ride, they had some time to kill as Sylvia would start asking things. They were easy ones, like what Ozni did on a day-to-day basis, his hobbies, small talk. Stuff to pass the time. He seemed nice enough, and there wasn't any reason to clam up about herself to him. She could have stuck with that teacher identity and its whole story about being born to a loving family and stuff, but Oz probably didn't care much. Besides, how would he find out about her actual self?

"Before the teaching job, well, I guess I still do, but I try fashion modeling and things. I have a lot of different shoots for any project, really. So I have to dye and color my hair a lot. It's red now, but it might be blonde or blue sometime soon~" A nice cover for her many disguises she went through for different disguises. Of course, she'd continue to shower her love for ICEE and sometimes look up to Ozni before turning away super fast as their gaze met.

"So Oz, you have ICEE, but do you have any other Pokémon? And what's your favorite type? I'm a total bug-type freak since I was young. I spent a bunch of times outdoors."

Ozni Adebayo

"Whoa, this place is kickin'!" SYlvia said, the woman throwing her arms wide open as she gazed out at the landscape of metal and iron before her. Her eyes darted to every nook and cranny, eager to find some kind of insect or bug of some kind. The other two women with her were obvious first timers, alongside her of course. But it didn't really matter much to Sylvia. She was just happy to be here and roaming around. "Do you think they have bugs in Ultra Space?" she asked Shalin. She looked kind of like somebody who knew their way around Pokemon, especially ones that weren't in her immediate interest. Spekaiing of which, her eyes locked onto the other woman as she narrowed her eyes.

"Hey...Aren't you that one girl in the royal family...Califeet, right?" Sylvia asked, rubbing her chin, but would then shrug to herself. "Anyway, we should stick together since we're in a location without any knowledge of what to do. Our minds must remain focused, our will unbreakable, and all that other stuff Boss always- Hey, lookit that!" Her hand pointed at a broken clock towards that was a over the hill nearby. One that was derelict and had obviously seen far better days. One hand was missing, that being the hour hand, and holes across its faces showed a lack of care supplied to it for quite some time.

"I bet there's something cool in there. Abandoned locations in dangerous places is always a surefire sign that you're on the right spot. Let's go!" Before they could stop here, Sylvia ran off to go further investigate the clock tower.

PROMPTS:
- 05 investigate a broken clock tower and discover that they are missing parts.

Elise Calcifet
Shalin Nariya
(Sorry Eva...)

Sylvia wandered around in the shiny new simulation while looking next to the woman beside her known as Madeline. She hadn't met her before, and this was as good a time as ever. They stumbled upon a woman clad in black that stood before them. Sylvia beamed widely, even at that sultry tone looking at them with discontent. "Wow, that must be a threat!" The red head said, grinning to herself. A pokeball was thrown out and her Scizor was called to the front. Without even asking for Madeline's input, she'd point at the women, even knowing her friends in the shadows. "Gendri, Bullet Punch!"

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TL;DR:
- SYLVIA decides to ATTACK THEM.
- SYLVIA gains 50 RKS POINTS

Madeline McKenna