In a world where no ten-year-old children rose up to defeat the teams that threatened to take over their region, all six organizations worldwide were able to do just that: take over their respective regions. Unsatisfied with control over just their home, however, each set their sights on the mainland – Kanto, Johto, and the surrounding areas – only to find that they weren't the only ones with that same idea.
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Viridian City. He shouldn’t have been there very long. He knew all too well that the city was run by Rockets, and he would have to move on soon if he wanted to stay out of more trouble than he already had been during his trip back to the Kanto region. Being a night owl, Neptune liked to do most of his traveling at night. He preferred doing most everything at night considering that was the best time to avoid harassment. However, night didn’t last forever. After a lot of walking and hitching rides from Johto, Viridian City was exactly the place he decided to sleep when morning finally came. He took refuge in a Pokémon Center, and left as soon as he felt rested enough to continue.
If he hadn’t been tossed out from suspicion in that amount of time, Neptune convinced himself that he would be safe there for a little while longer. It was against his better judgement. He was in enemy territory. He also knew he had work he needed to hurry back to in Pewter, but that was perhaps what made him push his judgement aside.
Work was on his mind when he happened to pass by an ice cream parlor on his way out of the city, and he slowed to a stop there. He had a choice. Hurry back like a diligent Elite and get straight to work, oooor he could spend a portion of his traveling funds on ice cream and slowly meander back to base with it in hand. Or he could get a lot of ice cream, have a seat for awhile, and chance the rocky seas of his professional status.
The sheer desire to procrastinate overwhelmed him, and he convinced himself that it still counted as working if he was thinking about work. Neptune peeked into the ice cream parlor and glanced around for any sign of a Team Rocket member. The coast was clear for now. He smiled to himself and took a seat to figure out what flavor of ice cream he was going to try first.
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 17, 2014 10:01:09 GMT -6
This was gross. No no no, it was dumb. Or was it gross? Yeah it was gross, def totes gross. Not only did Liam have to sneak around his team's own Mew forsaken town, but he had to wear a dumb Team Rocket uniform. Granted he was only sneaking around because he was skipping out on some totally mandatory grunt meeting. It was probably about feelings and stealing pokemon or whatever.
What a snooze fest, seriously.
But the worst part was the fabric. Like it rubbed your skin in the wrong way, made it crawl all over. It was some weird polyester blend. The look was okay, after all the Rcoket uniform is vintage villain. But they didn't have many uniforms in the kid's size, so he was reduced to wearing this trash bag of a uniform.
So Liam sneaked out, to save his own dignity. Besides his sister was in the meeting, she could totally catch him up later.
Probably. She could be in Johto or some other dumb place.
Without much trouble, Liam scuttled into his favorite ice cream parlor. Okay, that was a lie. He basically leaped into the place, Liam was just unable to contain his pure unbridled excitement. They have the absolutely positotely best flavor in the world, sweet melon ice cream. It was pretty baller.
Eyes scanned the Ice Parlor, looking for someone to entertain him. If you were playing hookie you might as well enjoy yourself, right? Eyes fell on some guy in a chair. He was cute, kinda. Well okay, he was a little old for Liam's tastes, but he was also the only person here aside from the staff. Taking a few quick steps towards the man, Liam would attempt to drape his white gloved arms over the man's shoulder and chest before whispering into his ear. "Heyyy buddy.... Wanna get some ice cream?"
The menu of the ice cream parlor was delightful. There weren’t too many flavors to choose from, but there was still a pleasant enough variety to leave him indecisive. Did he want a banana split or a bowl of melon and lavender scoops? He hummed over the possibilities, eyes scanning through the waffle bowl offerings until he felt the arms wrap around his shoulders. And not just arms, white-gloved arms.
Neptune felt his heart nearly leap from his chest as soon as he caught sight of the gloves, but he remained still, only tilting his head enough to catch a glimpse of the person invading his personal space. Normally he wasn’t one to fuss about personal space. He was a casually touchy feely being himself, and he had no problem with even close contact with strangers. This was just a special circumstance considering he was enjoying a treat on enemy territory.
It didn’t take much for him to realize that the other man was a Rocket member. Of which rank, he wasn’t sure. Not yet at least. All he did know what that he himself was in a Galactic uniform, and one customized to show he had some level of rank within his team. Neptune was hesitant to react at first, but he chose to play it cool. He smiled at the Rocket member and shrugged his shoulders.
“Yes, just ice cream,” he clarified before his presence there could be called into question. “I was passing through and that’s really the only reason I’m here, honest. I don’t want any trouble.” All he could do was hope that the other man had no desire for trouble either. (Which was a long shot in his mind currently, considering the whole ‘make it trouble’ thing he had heard from Rocket members in the past.) He seemed younger and perhaps a bit suspicious, but he didn’t look threatening necessarily. Wishful thinking?
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 17, 2014 18:35:06 GMT -6
Lifting his arms from the man, Liam grabbed a chair next to him. Swinging it around so that the back of the chair was facing Neptune, Liam plopped down and rested his arms on metal backing. It was entirely unnecessary but it made him feel so cool.
"Soooo..." Liam began. At first he was confused about the man's words. Why so worried? Then e saw the uniform, which just made things better. If there was anything in this world that Liam actually knew, it was clothes. It was hard to tell that Neptune was some kind of higher up, his uniform was all fancy-n-shit. "You an officer? Elite?" The boys eyes grew wide as he leaned forward, the excitement was practically painted all over his face. "An Admin? Oh I would get so much money if I turned an Admin in!" His older sister would love that, she was an upper of some kind. It would probably do a lot for her career.
For a few seconds Liam just stared at the other, just letting his statement linger in the air. Then he just burst out laughing. Capturing and turning someone in was way too much work, especially when you are just playing hookie. Kidding! I don't give two feebas. I'm, like, skipping anyways." Calming down from his fit of laughter, Liam offered some useful information. "If you're gunna travel around, you might wanna wear something else. Or at least cover up with a jacket. You never know who you gonna run into who where you gotta go."
Neptune remained calm, which was easier to do when the man finally stepped away to take his own chair. It was easier to get a better look at him when he was sitting in front of him. It was hard to tell who really was a threat and who wasn’t through appearances alone, but he focused on his mannerisms and stayed internally alert. However, he casually leaned back in his chair and let out a short laugh.
“Not an Admin,” he answered, keeping the reply vague enough to not give away what his actual rank was. For some reason he hadn’t thought of financial reward for turning in someone of a higher rank, but it made sense that it made him more vulnerable. “I don’t think I would be worth that much to anyone. I was even demoted in my own team once already, so I’d spend my efforts trying to kidnap someone who actually has some value.” Looks could be deceiving, but this man didn’t seem like the sort of person who was willing to put forth that much struggle for not enough pay off. He said so himself.
Still, Neptune remained cautious if only to avoid being lured into a false sense of security too soon. “You have a point about the jacket. I’ll consider it in the future, especially when I’m skipping, too. I should be back in Pewter by now, but dessert was too tempting.” He leaned forward, keeping his body language relaxed despite uncertainties. He then pushed the ice cream menu forward to the Rocket member. “How about this? You promise to keep this encounter quiet and your ice cream is on me.”
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Last Edit: Oct 17, 2014 20:39:36 GMT -6 by NEPTUNE
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 19, 2014 7:58:58 GMT -6
Totes a win. Not only did Liam get to skip that totally borefest of a meeting, but he got to meet someone that would buy him stuff. Okay just ice cream, but that was like totally delicious. Pouncing on the offer for free goodies, Liam made clear very quickly that he was not a cheap date. "Mmm... You're buying, good." Eyes scanned the menu for the most expensive item, and itt did not take the Rocket long to find it.Pointing at a 20 scoop ice cream sundae of death, the thing feature every ice cream flavor in stock with every topping you could think of. It would all go right to Liam's hips, but it would be so worth it.
The other guy was talking though, saying things that did not involve free stuff. It would probably be a good idea to respond to the man properly, "You would like, be surprised tho. Everything, even you boo, is worth at least something to someone. If Galactic doesn't want you, then there are like five other teams that might be dumb enough to buy you." While he spoke Liam used one hand to play with his long blonde bangs. Twirling his hair around his index finger, his bright blue eyes were exposed. A devilish twinkle was in them, but maybe that was just because of the grin spread across his face. "Human trafficking is totes messy tho, I'd rather stick to something like super easy. Pokemon trafficking is the best. Super easy, hard to get caught, y'know?"
A flicker of curiosity popped in his mind. He had plenty of curiosities, most he knew better than chase after. However, now he had to wonder how much he was worth to other teams. Were he less loyal to Galactic, he could have sold himself off to another team perhaps before he was even potentially kidnapped by someone. He could sell his vision of what could potentially be lurking in the stars, he could sell the ideas and projects turning the gears within Galactic, he could sell so much information. He truly never would, but how much was he worth?
For a moment, Neptune thought of his former partner. Uranus. She had left the team for reasons still beyond him and he knew very little about what she was doing now. He still missed her occasionally, but how much had she been worth to her new team? Hm.
Whatever it was, the thoughts drifted to wondering how many scoops of ice cream of that was worth instead. He paused and stared at the price of what Liam pointed out on the menu. Twenty scoops. It was a bit too pricy for something that no one could possibly finish. However, his shoulders deflated with a sigh when the moment passed. He nodded and called over the waitress just long enough to order two of the item. If you were too lazy to fight them, might as well join them. He would just charge it to his travel expenditures with everything else.
“Hmmm, yeah, I can see that perhaps. Though I can’t say I know much about trafficking anything,” relaxing a bit, he leaned his elbows onto the table. He smiled and tilted his head after watching the other twirl his hair, liking something about the mischievous look the other had so long as they could establish something cordial. “They call me Neptune, by the way. What’s your name?”
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Last Edit: Oct 19, 2014 22:51:42 GMT -6 by NEPTUNE
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 20, 2014 8:44:56 GMT -6
Oh goodie, the nice man was indulging Liam in his frivolous tastes. The boy always loved it when people were foolish, er... nice enough to spoil him. With a smile Liam watched Neptune place the order behind his long blonde bangs.
The man was even nice enough to give Liam a name to put to the face. Neptune, it was a weird name. Must be one of those boring ass code names that Galactic gave all the higher ups. But he said he wasn't an Admin, weird. Did they give them to Elites as well, or was he just lying?
"Mouse, that's what they like to call me." Liam said. Letting go of his hair, the Rocket reached out his hand across the table and offered it to shake. He was being all cordial or whatever, but if Neptune earned a code name in Galactic than he might be a friend worth having. "Totes a dumb name, but I'm good at, like, sneaking around so..." Pausing, the boy shrugged. "Guess I deserve it. I dunno."
The thing was, Liam did deserve the name. Years of breaking into places and smuggling goods made him really good at it. He could show up in all kinds of places without a problem. Sure he probably couldn't just stroll into the Galactic Leader's office, but moving through these different team controlled factions towns was a piece of cake for him. It was all because he knew all kinds of people in all different places. Liam's blue eyes were locked onto Neptune, he wondered if this guy was really worth knowing.
“Mouse, huh? I think I can see it!” Neptune acknowledged. It wasn’t that Liam necessarily looked like a mouse so much as he could see the name pairing well with the ideas behind a mouse. Though there was some similar cuteness to the animal with Liam’s long bangs and smile. After a brief moment of observation he laughed and nodded to himself. “Well, you snuck up on me anyway. I don’t think it’s unfounded is what I mean.”
He was relaxing a bit more, slowly, but surely. He imagined that the man wasn’t going to try anything funny until they ate their ice cream at least. His eyes shifted only long enough to see how the ice cream scooping was going for the massive order. “They call me Neptune, because I believed that the answers to the stars lie in our oceans,” he explained at the risk of saying more than he should have been. It was vague, though, and deliberately past tense. Did he still believe in that concept? Absolutely. However, it had been made clear that no one else did anymore. He had his chance once, and if the only remnant of that was his codename, then he was happy to be called Neptune.
Before he could continue, their large bowls ice cream arrived. His mouth was nearly a perfect o at first. Twenty scoops of ice cream sounded daunting on paper, but it was that much more massive in person. He thanked the waitress and picked up his spoon. Where was someone even supposed to start with such a monster ice cream pile?
Post by LIAM SEVCIK on Oct 23, 2014 23:57:29 GMT -6
Everyone saw the likeness in Liam's nickname, even Liam himself. He had even grown used to it, so when Neptune laughed and made a jab at the name, it did not phase Liam. No, it just kept his grin large and wide. It would take a lot more than calling him Mouse to get under Liam's skin, like having an old lady threaten to break his rib cage. That usually did the trick.
Laughing, Liam paid no attention to the ice cream at first. Neptune was the focus. "Liam," The boy responded. There was no real harm in using his real name, most people knew it anyways. After all he always got people to try to use it in place of Mouse. "I'd rather use my own name, y'know. If I die in a ditch I wanna make sure people can say," Pausing, Liam took on a deeper, and comical, voice for the next bit. "That Liam dude was the fucking tits best yo."
"But you like your name tho?" Picking up his spoon, Liam traced it along the various scoops of ice cream in front of him in an attempt to decide which flavor he wanted first. "Do people like, call you a sea nerd or whatever all the time for it?" Finally picking a flavor, he plunged the spoon into a glob of chocolate ice cream near the bottom. "Or are you one of the cool kids?"
“Liam, hm? That suits you, too. I like names with L’s!” He nodded to himself and made a mental note of the name. It was possible that they would never meet again, but if they did he didn’t want to forget their current meeting. Who knew when if it would important in either of their futures. “If you prove it to me, that’s exactly what I’ll say if I ever see you in a ditch then,” he joked.
After a moment of watching the Rocket grunt, he finally dug his spoon into his own massive pile of ice cream. He decided to try and taste a flavor that looked fruity first, happy to discover the red actually had chunks of black cherries mixed into it. He smiled and mixed the cherry with the vanilla for his next bite.
When Liam asked if he liked his own name, his eyes went to the ceiling in thought. “I do like my name. My parents don’t really approve of what I do now, so the title gives me something I can be proud of calling myself while also keeping my real name under wraps out of respect for them. It’s the least I can do. You know?” Though after another bite he laughed. He tried to find a proper reply for what people call him otherwise.
“I don’t know about cool, but sea nerd would be a new one! My subordinates think I’m a ’mystic’,” he added in the air quotes and a roll of his eyes. He certainly was anything but that title, despite what they thought. “The only other thing I ever get called by any of my superiors is a lazy ass. Thus, ice cream,” he gestured toward their bowls.
“What’s your favorite flavor so far?”
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Last Edit: Oct 24, 2014 21:45:27 GMT -6 by NEPTUNE
