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POSTED ON Jan 15, 2024 4:27:12 GMT

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Rhys followed the older man into the conference room in silence. Outward silence, at any rate. Mentally, he'd managed to mostly beat the more detrimental part of his inner monologue into submission, but even his resolve wasn't enough to keep replaying every misstep he'd made at the pokemon center over and over.
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He took the indicated seat without protest, and at Zev's inquiry, neglected to muster the usual self-deprecating grin he so often used to defuse tension. "Challenging, of course," he replied stoically, "Not that I completely flubbed it, but obviously I'd be in the fire if you hadn't been there. Sir."
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He let his gaze wander upward slightly, meeting the Gengar's crimson glare before sliding back down to turn his attention back to Zev. "I've got a set of skills that I'm very practiced with, and some that I need to work on. I should have been more aware in the recovery area, and I need to train my pokemon further - a Paras that's barely seen combat doesn't stand a chance against a Haunter, and that one was even coming out of sedation. Big misstep on my part," he pronounced simply.
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The optimism in him hoped that this would be at best an opportunity to review and do better the next time. The other side just hoped he wouldn't be branded useless and ejected out of a torpedo hatch.

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POSTED ON Jan 15, 2024 3:11:49 GMT

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Coat, scarf, earmuffs. Mittens, for crying out loud. Anything to make himself seem more soft helped him blend in in these types of situations, and with so many gathered for the festival, Rhys didn't relish the idea of standing out.
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Althea, for her part, had no such reservations. The Audino waddled through the snow with a bright, wide-eyed smile, idly shuffling tufts of white fluff out of her way as the pair approached the main area.
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Rhys shivered, his breath coming as a cloudy wisp. A fresh start? Hmph, not likely. Some things were too persistent to be so easily wiped away, and he'd come too far to turn back now. Still, when in Rome...
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He adopted an easy grin, waving to a nearby pair of snowball-throwing festival-goers. Make an appearance, stretch his legs, and he'd be out of here before sundown. Easy.
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POSTED ON Jan 14, 2024 5:38:03 GMT

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Well. He'd seen this coming, of course, but it was one thing to run over a list of his endeavors in his own head and another entirely to voice it aloud. Granted, he was still finding his feet in this comparatively new environment, but he'd spent the past few years keeping the majority of his work, his thoughts, his blistering frustration close to his chest, concealed by the paper-thin mask of affability that despite its fragility didn't so much as smolder from the inside.
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Vaughn swiveled his antennae toward Rhys, offering an inquisitive coo that startled the man out of his brief reverie. He spared a glance to the Goomy, then cleared his throat. "I don't know if you could call it success, but I'm farther than when I started," he chuckled.
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Smooth, you idiot. Feed her some more empty bullshit and maybe she won't see through it.
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He offered Nomi an apologetic shrug, having at least the grace to look contrite. "I'm not the most prolific collector, but I've been focusing on the interactions between bio-organic substances and pokémon. My Paras gave me the idea, actually - I've had him the longest, and if I'm honest he'll be more mushroom than insect before too much longer."
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He took the opportunity to shoot Vaughn a warm smile, the Goomy bobbing idly at his feet oblivious to Rhys' next tangent. "Could similar effects from the spores take root in other organisms? Vaughn, here, for instance? Humans? Fresh spores don't work, it needs a simpler system to deal with. If the fungus were further along the maturation process, it would be more promising, but I haven't figured out how to successfully perform a transplant without terminating the initial host."
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His attention returns to Nomi, his expression open and eyes bright. "Still, always room to try. It's just difficult keeping specimens handy when I've got a fantastic habit of being interrupted, but I'm sure you get that."

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POSTED ON Jan 9, 2024 3:00:24 GMT

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Fortunately for Rhys, sharp death never came as the Gengar materialized and saved his neck like he was some post-apocalyptic damsel in distress.
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Real good look for his first assignment.
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His head snapped toward the door as Zev arrived, and he nodded curtly in response to the question. "Everything I could get, yeah." He recalled Bole and Oz with a quick snap of his wrist, but couldn't help a brief pause as he watched Zev's pokemon make short work of the Haunter that had nearly ended him.
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"Actually, there's one more." He withdrew another empty ball and hurled it derisively toward the unconscious Haunter, capturing it. The ball arced back toward his hand, and he squeezed it viciously before tossing it in with the other pilfered patients using perhaps a bit more force than strictly necessary.
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He tore the mask from his face, stuffing it into his pack, and moved to stand near Zev and his energy-laden Gengar, unsure of what to expect but not at all willing to question it. He'd done his part and made it out in one piece, at least, though the twinge in his leg and the scowl he directed at himself told him he'd be analyzing every one of his own missteps for weeks to come, if not months.
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Shaking his head, he let the PHANTOM FORCE take him. He'd have time to sulk later.

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Crap, crap, crap.
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Rhys landed poorly as he ducked the Haunter's next swipe, banging his knee against a particularly unyielding piece of metal that did, in fact, win the fight in an impact against bone. He'd be lucky if it wasn't fractured, but there was nothing for it now if he flubbed his first shot at proving he could do anything right.
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With a groan, he tugged another pokeball from his satchel, tossing it blindly in the assailing ghost's general direction and growling, "Buy me some time, Oz."
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The Haunter abandoned its fixation with Rhys, whirling midair as a wave of psychic energy warped the air around it. Oz, his Solosis, materialized with a crooning cry, flowing erratically through the air as the larger pokemon shrieked in annoyance, claws flailing wildly.
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Clambering slowly to his feet, biting his lip to keep from crying out at the searing pain in his leg, Rhys maneuvered carefully around one of the tables away from the irritated Haunter, opting to attempt to salvage what he could in regards to his objective. Every empty pokeball he had was tossed toward one sleeping occupant of the pokemon center or another, and while some burst out and returned to their paralyzed and soporific motionlessness, more stayed within the confines of their new prisons, which Rhys greedily scooped into his satchel.
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The Haunter SNARLED, sending Oz wheeling back and Bole scuttling frantically for cover under a nearby counter. Surging forward, it raised its claws with a cackle, bearing down on Rhys in a vicious attack that the man could only whip his head around to barely see coming, and certainly not have room to react to again.
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"Oh fu-"

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POSTED ON Jan 5, 2024 14:50:07 GMT

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POSTED ON Oct 24, 2023 23:49:26 GMT

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POSTED ON Oct 8, 2023 2:57:14 GMT

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Despite the stakes and the obvious need to avoid undue attention, Rhys couldn't help a low whistle escaping him as Zev's Rotom went to work. "Neat trick," he muttered as door to the pokemon center swung open easy as you please.
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Bouncing on the balls of his feet, he slid easily into motion as Zev took off, pacing the other man smoothly as they worked their way into the darkened building. He had no interest in the access door leading to the back offices and databanks that supported the Center, instead breaking away from his chaperone to vault the counter in a long-limbed swing that probably should have made more noise than it actually did.
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Tipping a two-fingered salute to his brow at Zev, he slipped through the door at the back of the reception area, padding quietly between steel tables and racks of medical equipment. He cracked another door to reveal - a supply closet.
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Grimacing, he quietly shut the door, casting about in his mind to recall the layout of the Pokemon Centers he'd toured during his schooling. Ah, right, it ought to be just through-
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Jackpot.
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The room was large, and although most of the hollows around its periphery intended to hold pokeballs were vacant, the numerous tables and glass enclosures dotted throughout its center were almost entirely occupied with convalescent pokemon. Some slumbered deeply, others yipped or ticked fitfully, but all were easy pickings for Rhys if he didn't let his excitement get the best of him.
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Undoing the flap of the leather satchel at his hip, he drew out a black gas mask and fitted the apparatus over his face, then released Bole with a practiced flick of his wrist, the Paras materializing at his feet in a muted spray of light.
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"Stun spore."
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The little insect shook erratically, as though attempting to dislodge the mushrooms on his back, and a flurry of yellow dust rose into the air, creeping in a jaundiced haze across the room. Where it landed, the affected pokemon stiffened in unnatural repose, their breathing coming more rapidly and shallow.
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Rhys smirked behind his mask as he took out an empty pokeball, tapping it negligently against a Minccino and capturing the pokemon without so much as an affronted squeak from the victim. Like taking candy from a baby.
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In hindsight, it might have been more prudent for him to note the shadow looming behind him as he advanced through the room, availing himself of each paralyzed pokemon he passed. As it was, the Haunter - not as easily subdued as his fellow patients - slashed through the air with a Shadow Claw that scored three bright red slashes across Rhys' shoulder.
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"Dammit!" Rhys swore, diving forward to dodge the next attack. Clearly, not as easy as he'd hoped, but he'd be damned if this uppity Halloween wannabe cost him his mission complete.

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Fear in a Handful of Dust [M]

POSTED ON Oct 8, 2023 2:29:07 GMT

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Swing and a miss, he reasoned, but he couldn't fault himself for being eager to make a good first impression. He'd chosen this path, after all, and the more he became accustomed to the workings of Rocket, the more certain he was that there was, in fact, no turning back.
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Not that he intended to, either.
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He strode toward the head scientist's desk, an apologetically wry grin flitting across his features, the Goomy sliding forward just behind him and casting an almost comically vacant green-eyed gaze around the enclosure. "Ah, well, congratulations in advance, then?" He gave a little chuckle, waving one hand airily. "Wrong of me to make assumptions, but that just makes your reputation even more impressive, if you don't mind my saying."
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Vaughn, for his part, noted the approach of the Klefki and paused in his own advance, his jellylike antennae waving about to test the intent of the other pokemon. Cocking his head this way and that, he settled on blowing a single iridescent bubble glistening with oilslick colors, offering a bright chirp at Kudzu.
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She's not wrong. Rhys didn't flinch, couldn't flinch at Nomi's seemingly offhanded comment, but it was as bald an accusation as he'd ever been leveled with. It's the safer option.
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Bullshit it was.
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His half-nervous, ice-breakingly lazy smile frosted over in an instant, and he regarded Nomi defiantly. "I am," he allowed, "On both counts. I know how to get where I need to be, and the League and their joke of a system can both stuff it," he bit out.
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Then, as though suddenly recalling to whom he was speaking, the easy, lazy half-grin is back. "If you'll pardon the turn of phrase, ma'am."

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POSTED ON Aug 29, 2023 2:14:50 GMT

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The rustling of the tall grass is immediately followed by the pop of a pink-and-cream-colored head cresting above the undergrowth. The Audino blinks at the woman curiously before offering a cheery wave with a hand clutching a spray of dark-colored leaves. Chirping happily, she turns and toddles through the grass down the slope.
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Rhys runs a hand through his hair absently as he hikes up the rise, greeting his Audino with a soft smile. "Good girl!" he grins, spying her prize. With a happy chirrup, Althea passes the herbs to her trainer, who stows them in a small leather satchel at his hip. Glancing upward from the task, he catches sight of the other woman and returns her greeting brightly, a wide smile lighting his face.
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"Oh, hallo!" he rejoins, eyebrows lifting as he appraises his erstwhile companion. "It seems like we might have had the same idea. Great minds, d'you think?"

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POSTED ON Jul 27, 2023 1:02:23 GMT

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Shit.
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Rhys stood outside the building, straightening his tie for the eighteenth time and running through his options in a feat of mental gymnastics that left even him reeling. Somehow he'd gotten the attention of one of the Head Scientists well earlier than he'd expected, and while his initial response was that of quiet deference masking IMMEDIATE ELATION, he had since had time to turn the situation over a few times in his head.
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Never a good time.
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Was this liable to be a method to earn a feather in his cap as he found his footing in Rocket? Likely. Was it a giant step forward to furthering his personal goals and honing his skills as a researcher and trainer? Almost assuredly.
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Then again, it could be that the Head Scientist wanted to put him out of his professional - or literal - misery, and regardless of her motivations, Rhys knew that one wrong step would mean disaster for his future prospects.
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The tie slipped loose again.
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Cursing under his breath, he loosened the knot to lay at the base of his collarbone, growling as he undid the top button of his shirt one-handed. If he was going to his first meeting looking like a lazy college student, he'd at least try to make it seem intentional. At his feet, his Goomy offered a plaintive bloop, eyes sparkling up at him.
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"Thanks, Vaughn," he muttered grudgingly, reaching down to pat the slimy pokémon absently. Reasoning that wearing a hole in the sidewalk wouldn't get him any further through his agonizing, he made his way to the lab with relative calm, hands thrust firmly in his pockets. Reaching the door in question, he knocked twice and, after what he figured was a suitable moment, opened it slowly.
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"Dr. Sato?" he inquired, slipping into the room, Vaughn at his heels. Glancing around, he caught sight of the woman herself at her desk and blanched, quickly recovering into an embarrassed smile and a deferent nod of his head. "Sorry, sorry," he muttered, the door thudding shut behind him.
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They say first impressions are everything. He quietly hoped he'd have the chance for a second.

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POSTED ON Jul 27, 2023 0:44:57 GMT

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Rhys took care to keep up with the older man, though any nerves he might be feeling didn't - he hoped - translate to the lazy, long-legged gait he used to pace Zev as they wandered down the block. Sharp eyes surveyed his surroundings as he moved, though any attempt at real surveillance was filtered by the sheer busy atmosphere of Mossdeep at night.
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So caught up as he was in trying to take everything in, he nearly missed Zev slipping down the side street and, nearly tripping over his own feet, reversed course to keep up. A passing woman gave him an odd look, squinting at him suspiciously. He blinked, scrabbling for a response, before jerking a thumb over his shoulder at Zev's retreating back, waggling his eyebrows lasciviously, and offering a sharp-toothed grin.
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The woman gasped, affronted, and determinedly turned away from Rhys, scurrying down the block. Exhaling a soft sigh of relief, he broke into a jog to close the short distance between him and his senior. "Sure," he repeated as Zev outlined the basic premise of the mission, "That was all in the briefing - not easy, maybe, but definitely not out of reach. 'Less there's something they forgot, y'think?"
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He shrugs expressively, but he can already feel the familiar excitement coiling at the base of his spine. He can't say he ever saw himself engaging in something like this - or he wouldn't have, as little as two years ago. Doing it, and getting away with it, though? A delectable prospect indeed.
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He weighed Zev's options carefully, sucking on his teeth, before nodding decisively. "I'll grab the leftovers, if you feel like a little point and click." He didn't have many pokémon, but a few of his friends should be well up to the task of subduing a few recovering invalids, particularly if they were asleep to begin with.
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Glancing over to Zev surreptitiously, he surveyed the other man clinically. Sure, the Rocket Beast didn't seem to be the usual computer nerd type, but Rhys reasoned someone like Zev couldn't get to where they were without having a well-rounded skillset.
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"That suit you, bossman?"

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POSTED ON Jul 24, 2023 22:09:45 GMT

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