best_laid_plans | Turn 007 // Text to Rockets, 6:45 a.m.

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Turn 007 // Text to Rockets, 6:45 a.m.

[I am so sorry, Johto trash squad. Fearless leader's not done harping at you guys yet. :( Ignore or obey his commands at your own discretion; he just likes being detailed.]

Johto garbage squad. You've received your general orders. Pair up for looting - one person watches the other's back. Don't forget your masks. In case of civilian interference, capture photo and video of the fiercest resistance fighters if you can.

In relevant areas, a pair of agents should target our own strongholds, but don't actually destroy anything. Let's create the illusion that these establishments weren't spared. (Quinn, don't take this mission. Your...talents...are required elsewhere.)

...on that note, I'll need two Goldenrod agents to rendezvous with me later today for a covert sub-mission. Details after I've accepted your offer, but before you arrive.

I'll expect inventories of your loot every evening, when possible. Don't disappoint me.

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Whatcha got in mind for me, boss-man?

Looting anywhere specific or something special?

What you said about Goldenrod drivers.

How do you feel about getting them back?

...that'd be even better than lootin.

What's the plan?

Given the city's condition, it wouldn't surprise me if many civilians attempted to escape.

Don't let them.

I don't care how.

Well

I don't got any bombs or anything

But there's a buncha stuff left in that truck that'd burn real good

Nice big bonfire across the south way out outta do it

Perfect.

While you've got them corralled, looting also wouldn't go amiss.

Really punish them for holding you back.

couple of the pokeys should be able to hold things

might try casin the pokemon center, see what's what there

[He's beginning to think he gave you too little credit before. This is all proceeding quite well!]

Both sensible targets.

I look forward to hearing about your success.

[...........YEAH.

HE'S JUST GOING TO...PRETEND HE NEVER SAW THIS.

Because that is a lot of orders he's going to disobey.]

[And he had such hopes for you...

Besides, what are you talking about, this level of organization is totally necessary for a mission that basically, at its core, entails "wreck everything in sight". Totally.

Never mind that in your position he would do the exact same thing.]

[Just when Clive was trying to fall back asleep after waking up to that last text from Team Rocket, he's disturbed by yet another one. Come on, people, it's too early in the morning for this shit. 8( But he forces his eyes to stay open anyway and read through the whole text.]

I'll rendezvous with you. What do you have in mind?

[He has this plan thought out in detail, but that doesn't mean you aren't getting the short, snappy "hook" version first.]

I need someone to defeat me.

[Clive can understand why something like that would be necessary, so he won't even bother asking him to clarify.]

What levels are your Pokémon at?

Mostly mid-forties.

As you're my Johto senior, we wouldn't even have to act, would we?

[He still hates admitting he's less powerful. But it'll serve him well, in this case.

(And his audience isn't even allowed to see half his Pokémon, so they won't suspect him later.)]

[Mid-forties... Oh Malik, you're such a precious baby...]

Not even in the slightest.

I'm assuming one of us will be in uniform while the other will be in normal clothes?

[You try having time to train when you're duping your arch-nemesis 24/7. :( I mean. If the trap is laid well enough, battles become moot!]

With an audience, yes. I'm wearing the latter.

Everything should be in place by mid-afternoon, should the pieces move as planned.

[An audience... Oh boy...]

All right, but would it be okay with you if I disguised myself? There are two people in the city that absolutely cannot see me in my Team Rocket uniform, and especially not terrorizing an "innocent person."

That would be ideal, in fact.

We can also battle inside the Game Corner, if you prefer. Within reason - we wouldn't want any more accidents.

[Says the guy who helped the guy who tried to blow up Team property. Whoops.]

It doesn't matter to me where we battle. I'm fine with whatever your preference is.

Then let's see how things stand when it happens.

[Though he's leaning towards outside: after pointing out no one should actually damage Team hideouts he isn't about to be the cause.]

I'll contact you again once everything's in place.

[[poking on plurk works once malik & yuugi (his "audience") are where he wants?]]

All right then.

[Time to go the fuck back to sleep now.]

(( That's fine with me! ))

Do you still need someone to meet with you? If so, I'd be happy to oblige.

[ She's giving you major props for evil and organization! She's sort of impressed! ]

[Evil and organization are what he does. With an extra helping of "organization".]

I've one volunteer already, but that doesn't mean we can't work something else out.

Are you interested in having a specific mission?

Would I be asking if I wasn't?

[ She's very impressed! You aren't half bad for a human (or at least, she thinks you're human). ]

Point taken.

In a metropolis like this, much of the looting's going to focus on items. But I believe in a balance.

Interfere with any trainers mobilizing to fight back. Not to rob civilians, not to randomly terrorize. Hunt down people who know what they're doing. And make them pay.

Interested?

Oh, don't worry. I have a plan for this. A little blizzard will be impacting various areas of Goldenrod. Do I have permission to take their pokemon?

[ Lust plans to freeze the ground to the point where people aren't going to be able to move or coordinate well on it, and then give off blasts of wind and snow to make a blizzard and continuously blast them away. That'll keep them from fighting back. ]

More than that.

You have orders to.

[And since this is text, you'll have to imagine the accompanying wicked little smirk.]

Excellent.

[ Well, how rude of her would it be to disobey orders! That'd be just tragic! ]

You won't be disappointed with the results.

So far, I certainly haven't been.

[It's starting to grate how often he has to actually admit he admires people who technically are taking orders from him. But alienating others is no way to function within a team.

Not if you want to keep your options open.]

Told you it was a good idea to keep the trash in the home.

[ Lust has the most classiest ideas.

Although, it is best if Malik kept her on his side. It's best to have one of the most efficient, centuries experienced evil veteran on the team. She doesn't care much for humans, but she does respect his initiative and ability to get the job done. You go, boy! ]

[Argh, zinged. And he himself a master of the "I told you so".]

It's fortunate that worked out, yes.

So I'm expecting a repeat performance.

[Malik's definitely down with centuries-experienced evil veterans. He just hopes the admins have an equally favorable opinion of him.]

[ Lust will just sit there like the smug homunculus she is. ]

I prefer the term standard performance.

[ As if she cares about the admins. She cares about the glory! Not the people who assign it. ]

Then why are we still discussing semantics?

[Not that he doesn't enjoy semantics, mind you.]

I can multitask.

[ And now the feed turns on.

Twelve, terrified, trainers are stuck to the frozen floor. Their shins are covered in ice, and some of them are freezing. Her voice chills with true evil. ]

See?

[He doesn't switch over to video - that'd just look like following suit, and he's still the one in charge here, thank you very much.

Regardless. Yes, this is very encouraging.]

Perfectly.

I also trust you're moving quickly, given the weather. This heat wave won't do your - methods - any favors.

Which is a true pity, in all honesty.

[ Fine with her. Back to text she goes. ]

What heat wave? All I see is humidity. An 80 degree weather isn't ideal, but, this is indoors. The heat can't travel through the house, so long as all the doors are closed. And the fans are turned on. Which they are. Even then, if worse comes to worse, I'll simply and quickly destroy the home before I leave.

Then I suppose you've never needed reminders from me.

[Right in the pride. He feels almost like he's being belittled - but who on earth would complain about their coworker being too competent?

Oh, yeah. Someone whose coworkers were also his rivals.]

As long as you've thought of everything, that is.

I have. I've destroyed the only possible exits in the home. And, in order to escape this place, they must go through the kitchen, where I've left the door open for several hours.

[ SHE'S BONE CHILLINGLY EVIL.... E-V-I-L. ]

In that case, I've no more instructions to give, save: Carry on.

As I'm sure you intend to.

[He's definitely going to remember you if ever he needs to get someone out of the way.]

Oh, I will. Have a nice day, Commander.

[ Yaaay. Another client in her scrapbook! ]

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