Petty emotion and sentimentality had no place in Rocket. With no gun-toting vigilantes to ruin his day this time, Leonicio felt like he was invincible, and if not for Delphox’s well timed Z-Move, that statement would have probably rung true.

“Argh!” The young grunt clutched his head in agony. Not just him; the entire Gardevoir swarm was affected by the violet miasma. It attacked their brain directly, causing confusion, and even physical symptoms.

“Narcissus… Dazzling Gleam…” Leo eked out while convulsing in pain. The Psychic-type obliged, emitting a blinding flash. Due to the confusion, its aim wasn’t the most accurate, but the attack had a wide enough area of effect that aiming hopefully wouldn’t matter.

DANNY HALL, Greyson Connors //mission

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By the time Leonicio and his Gardevoir made it to the boat, the enemy had already fled, but not before leaving a trail of blood and destruction in their wake. With the area still covered in a layer of fog, the Galarian youth stumbled about in order to get a feel of his surroundings. That was when he stepped on the body of a dead grunt, its lifeless eyes staring back at him.

“Hrk--” The male model leaned over the ship’s railing, and promptly emptied the contents of his stomach. He may have been a heartless bastard, but the horrors of war were far too gruesome for someone born with a silver spoon in his mouth.

“I won’t die here…” Leo muttered, wiping his mouth. He scurried to the helm of the ship like a man possessed, kicking a bunch of limp bodies that were in his way. “I won’t die! I won’t die! I won’t die!” He snarled, grabbing the wheel and trying to start the engine, only to find out that it had been damaged beyond repair.

He sent out his Quaxly, Rio, pointing at the back of the ship. The pompadour-sporting duckling understood the assignment, jumping into the water and using its Aqua Jet to propel the engine-less vessel forward.

“Hahahaha! So long, suckers!” The Marceliño heir laughed like a madman as the ship set sail with a fair amount of Rockets still stranded on the pier. He had officially lost his marbles.

Thomas Benoit, nikkari hect //mission

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Theo’s response was expected. The Rocket admin attempted to reign him in; to remind the young upstart who was in charge.

“I won’t make it far without ambition either, now will I?” Leo countered back, finishing the rest of his drink. “So how does your recruitment process work exactly? Do I sign a contract or something?” He then asked, genuinely curious.

THEO BECKETT //mission

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“You do know you could just use Pokémon, right?” Leonicio pointed out as his partner in crime tried to kick the door down. Regardless, the door was old and worn-out enough that a few strong kicks managed to bust it wide open, allowing them entry.

Immediately upon entry, the two grunts were jumped by a snarling Houndoom. “Looks like he unleashed his guard dog too! Narcissus, dispose of it!” Leo barked an order. His Gardevoir swiftly moved in front of them, casting a Dazzling Gleam that temporarily blinded the infernal doggo.

Kouji Matsubara

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A woman of few words. The air of mystique surrounding her only made her more interesting - like a feminine version of the tall, dark and handsome trope.

"Oh, I'm interested alright!" Leonicio smirked, following Lulu back to Rocket HQ with a well timed Teleport from his own Psychic-type. They'd left the place a bit of a mess, but their target had been secured, and that was all that mattered.

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“Sounds like you two have a history.” Leonicio chimed in, adjusting his face mask. Their little lovers’ quarrel was none of his business, but if Danny’s feelings interfered with their mission, then it would be his business.

No, he couldn’t let it come to that. He would not lose sight of his glorious destiny due to someone else’s incompetence. The youth’s golden eyes shot wide open. “Narcissus, use that technical machine now!” He ordered.

Leo’s Gardevoir used its newly learned Attract to enthrall the rest of his kin with his irresistible, masculine charms. Acting like a rowdy mob of feral fangirls, the swarm of wild Gardevoir attacked Delphox en masse, offsetting its Psychic with their own psionic energies.

DANNY HALL, Greyson Connors //mission

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Murkrow’s Haze provided some cover for the few Rockets that hadn’t been filled with lead yet to make their escape, while Sableye used its inhuman eyesight to alert them of incoming projectiles. The pier had quickly turned into a warzone with dead bodies left and right. This was NOT what the young front had signed up for!

The Galarian Rapidash guarded against the Night Slash, countering with a Fairy Wind. Meanwhile, Gardevoir was able to evade the Meteor Mash at the last second by Teleporting out of the way.

As a barrage of grenades turned things even more chaotic, the graceful Psychic-type teleported again, attempting to transport its trainer safely into the boat. Little did they know that the enemy had already boarded the vessel they were planning to flee on.

Thomas Benoit, nikkari hect //mission

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“There are no other guys like me, so you should be fine.” Famous teen model Leonicio Marceliño walked up to Kouji, having overheard his personal ponderings. Even with a face mask on for secrecy, his features were sharp as ever; an Adonis of social distancing. Then again, looks were irrelevant for this assignment.

“I assure you this will be quite quick.” The handsome grunt smugly clicked his fingers, causing a slick Gardevoir to teleport behind him. With his Pokémon in tow, he approached the door. “Is this the place where the worm is hiding?” He mused, before gently pressing the doorbell button.

Kouji Matsubara

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"No objections here." Leonicio smiled deviously. How very nice of his cohort to offer himself up as a sacrifice. Especially with that Poliwrath of his having a big, swirly target painted on its stomach. Or were those its innards?

Leaving Danny to deal with an embittered former friend, Leo summoned Narcissus back to his side. "Your lady friends look tough. We could use them. But first, you must subjugate them with your charms." He whispered, discreetly passing a technical machine to his Gardevoir.

DANNY HALL, Greyson Connors //mission

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The Porygon-Z's preying of the girl's dreams was met with cold indifference on Leo's part. Just because he'd whispered sweet nothings into her ear didn't mean he cared about her safety. He just cared about her keeping her mouth shut.

After Lulu had secured their catch, the young model clapped his hands slowly. "A Porygon that's been modified to process human dreams. You're full of surprises, aren't you?" He remarked with a sly grin.

Once again, his superior was all business, suggesting that they vacated the premises. "Right..." The Rocket grunt sighed. "Where to?" He asked, his Kirlia ready to cast a Teleport at a moment's notice.

Lulu Flint

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Tragic? Hardly. He just had a penchant for being dramatic. Case in point...

"My destiny is to conquer. To be on top. To rule." The spoiled Marceliño heir replied to the man's query, raising his glass of sangria up to his lips. "The question is, can your organization help me reach that goal, or will it end up another stepping stone in the road to my success?"

He certainly had no qualms about being a cocky smart-arse to his potential future boss.

THEO BECKETT //mission

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