Thugs - A Team Rocket RP (Started, accepting sheets)

[MisterLillie]

Scott woke to the smell of food. It had almost been twenty-four hours since he had eaten, his stomach growled with excitement. He rose from the bed slowly, his whole bod hurt, his face still swollen.

Scott's head was much more clear than before, sore but clear, he could think... but he didn't want to, Red was still gone. He glanced over to the desk where his three pokeballs lay.

"I need a fresh start" He muttered quietly to himself. "No more attachments..."

Scott checked his clothes, they were dry... enough. He quickly put them on, his stomach yelling at him to get moving. He turned again to the pokeballs on the desk and froze. He walked over and unclipped Polly, and his Zubat from the belt. He then placed the pokeballs soflty on the table, he continued to hold his mystery pokeball.

"My new beginning starts with you, my first stolen companion... my new partner." Scott darted towards the door.

He swung the old wooden door open and the smell of soup rushed in, he walked quickly down the hall, following the aroma. Scott found himself in a large kitchen, when he walked in and saw a girl standing over a pot of soup. The girl immediately noticed his presence and snapped around quickly. She looked to be roughly the same age as Scott, a tiny thing compared to him, really thin too, with long dark hair that swung around viciously with her movement. The girl was smoking a cigarette, it's ash almost half and inch long, another cigarette sat in her ear. She was wearing a black sleeveless t-shirt with black shorts. Her rocket cap sat firmly on her head. She clinched a set of brass knuckles in her right hand, shaking just slightly, staring at Scott.

"I'm not going to hurt you sweetheart..." Scott said holding his hands half up. "I'm just hungry, would like a bite of what ever your making if your willing to share. I've stirred up enough trouble-" Scott pointed at his face. "I have no quarrel with you."

Scotts words were genuine, the use of sweetheart was not derogatory by any means, just a force of old habit. He also legitimately didn't want trouble, just some food. Scott stood, relaxed his posture and turned out his hands. Motioning for peace.

 

[SkyeNeko]

Sweetheart She clenched her fists one more time before retreating them to her pocket. He looked worse than she did at the moment. "You're the one who set the house on fire." She said simply. After a few seconds of silence, she turned and went back to the pot, stirring it almost obsessively. Silence again. "The lieutenant should have done worse." Broken something other than your goddamn feelings.

A short look around yielded a small bowl. It was shortly filled with a slightly bitter soup, a few thin slices of meat, and a few potatoes. "Eat and leave."

 

[MisterLillie]

"Yeah because murdering my best friend wasn't enough."

Scott walked over to the table and stood next to the girl. Standing almost a foot taller and twice as wide, he got uncomfortably close and grabbed the bowl. Scott noticed the scars and bruises that riddled the girls body.

"Does't look like you are, or were, a model grunt either." Scott motioned at her scars... "Or do you like this?" Now pointing out a bruise. "Let the fellas upstairs pass you around a bit before you came down here to fill yourself with something else? Scott sloppily put the bowl of soup back on the table and turned to leave.

Just before he walked out he spoke again. "I didn't do that to you, I've done nothing to provoke your hostility. You need to keep your problems to yourself, and mind yourself. I'll worry about my actions... you just worry about yours. Yellow team doesn't need another peanut gallery, thats what we keep Leela around for...

Scott left the room, fuming and miserable again... and still hungry...

 

[SkyeNeko]

She put out the cigarette on the back of her wrist, then flicked it in his bowl. The Yellow team never failed to disappoint. Best friend? She didn't understand. Then again, she never really had any friends. Her pokemon were not for emotions and feelings, they were for fighting and surviving. She ate a small bowl quickly, and then put the rest in the freezer. Honestly, if someone bothered to thaw it out and heat it up, they could have it. Then again, they could probably also have something that tasted better.

Figuring her laundry was dry by now, she went by the laundry room and redressed in her uniform. It smelled like... well, new laundry, and that was better than what it normally smelled like. Ellie walked out and ended up passing by the main kitchen, where the grunts probably would gather for their breakfast/dinner. Too bad almost none of them seemed to know how to cook either. And they had already eaten anything ready. They were like ants...

She decided it would be a good place to wait for the decision to move out, sitting quietly at the table without disturbing the lieutenant's scavenge.

 

[OutcastBOS]

Caid woke up when her Magnemite bonked her on the head with it's body. It's been her alarm clock for as long as she's had it, and that pokemon always seemed to know what time it was. It never slept either, so she figured Why the hell not? She scanned the room one more time and watched her roommates for a minute. Her Ekans was nibbling a little on the napping Machoke's toe, her Koffing was snoring (well, as much as a pokemon could) in a little puff of gas next to the couch, and the Magnemite had flown back over to the wall and was trying to get friendly with an electrical socket.

"Heh...buisness as usual for you guys, ain't it?" She mused as she called back her Magnemite and Koffing, and stood up to stretch out after being curled up on that couch. She put on her jacket and went about looking for any snacks that were left over from the night before, and awaited either the call to leave or her roomie waking up first.

 

[Redryhno]

The sleep cycle passed a bit too quickly for Leela. The sunlight streaming in and warming up her Koffing smoke-infused clothes a bit too much, causing the stink to smell even worse than before. She looked around the room and found Caid and her pokemon wandering around the room.

Guess the first thing to do today is to find a shower, because I amnot going to keep smelling like this the entire trip.

She stretched and woke up Machoke and Rainy, both of which stretched in turn, Rainy uncoiling to his full length and Machoke an exercise she'd learned when the two had still lived at her parents house and had a personal trainer. A few couch lifts and lamp coils later, she put the two back into their pokeballs and started talking to Caid.

"So, I'm off to go find a shower, you want me to bring back...I don't know....some handsoap? More motor oil?"

 

[Deadyawn]

Spoiler

Waking up in such a soft bed was a lot harder than he thought it would be. Actually managing to pry his eyes open was a struggle. He tensed his body and pain shot up his leg, the wound was still on the mend. Slowly climbing out of bed, Dirk forced himself awake. A quick inventory check revealed that nothing was missing.

It was barely evening and he breifly considered returning to sleep but decided against it. This way he could beat the morning rush and besides, there was some business that needed tending to.

Stepping over the occasional piece of upturned furniture and unconcious grunt, Dirk made his way to the kitchen, obeying his stomach's cries for satiation. The kithen was an absolute mess and also eerily empty aside from Max and a lone grunt, closing the fridge.

"Here" said Dirk dropping the documents on the table in front of Max "You might be able to make use of these. They're just legal documents and crap like that but there might be something in there."

He turned to the fridge, really hoping that there was something good left but paused. The grunt standing there was the woman (hell, she seemed young enough to still be a girl) that had arrived along with blue team, the one he'd seen with Alex the night before. She didn't look terribly happy.

Dirk thought about the implications of this for a moment and frowned. That kind of shit was commonplace in his world but if anything really got on his nerves, that would be it. Alex was a piece of work, rabid and probably a bit insane. It didn't seem as if she would've had much choice in the matter.

Maybe it's just because it was a situation that he never had been or could be in, but for some reason, it stirred a measure of sympathy in him.

Then he realized he'd been staring for a good few seconds with his face scrunched up. He broke his gaze and glanced at the floor.

"Uh," he cleared his throat "sorry." What the fuck was wrong with him? Over a decade of social isolation and all of a sudden he goes soft cos some random thug got knocked about? Fucking hell.

He resumed his general indifferent demeanor. Concern for others was a waste of effort. Everyone just had to look out for themselves. God knows he had enough problems without worrying about someone else.

"Any food in there? And I mean shit that hasn't been torn apart by a dozen different grunts." He neglected to metion that he was more than likely one of them.

 

[SkyeNeko]

Spoiler: ooc

Ellie and Max were in different kitchens, but I went ahead and edited so they're in the same place.

How could Ellie not notice this new grunt walking in and staring. She stared back for a minute, looking him over. He was scarred, kind of like she was. For some reason that, combined with the small release she had gotten from meeting Scott, and another dose of nicotine, made her calm. "Nothing. Unless you're willing to wait. I'm sure there's something in the fridge, probably some bacon, but that is something I can't cook without the whole house being summoned." It was an offer to both the hungover Max and Dirk.

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

Max looked at Ellie strangely for a moment then patted on a half empty bag of bread.

"I already had some toast before you walked in. You're welcome to it, I've had my fill."

Fucking headache...

"I'm off to wake up all the grunts. If you want first dibs on food, eat fast."

He walked out. He thought he saw something in Ellie's eyes but he could have been imagining things. Whatever, it was time to leave this place.

"Get up you lazy fuckers, it's sunset!" he bellowed at the grunts lying around. Some jumped to their feet. One dared to flip him off so he stomped over to him and kicked him in the gut.

"I'm up, up up!" said the grunt, realizing it was Max.

"Good, get ready to roll out." said Max scowling.

The grunts got their things together, yawning and stretching.

"What a nice place, hopefully some dumbass won't burn it down."

"I say we keep this place in the name of Giovanni!"

"That'd never work..."

Some grunts got into a fight, apparently over some missing loot.

"It was in my sock, a gold watch. I knew you were eying it!"

Max walked between the two.

"Maybe next time you'll label it and put it in a capsule before you go to sleep. Lay off the booze and get ready to move, idiot." he said, pointing towards the stairs. Alex still wasn't up but he'd see all the men ready to go, even if Max had to pull out his Nidorino.

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Mayu had been waiting for Max, so when she spotted him she made a beeline for him. "Ah, Boss, good evening! Here!" She held out her loot happily. A couple gold watches with diamond around the ring, some necklaces with various precious gems in them, and what seemed to be a miniature crystal statue of a Squirtle. "Here you go Boss! They won't miss these at all!"

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

"Thanks." he said, taking the loot. He gave her a small, fake smile.

Man, I can't wait until this kid loses it. I'm tired of babysitting.

He walked over to the capsule he had filled earlier and added her findings to his stash.

 

[MisterLillie]

After leaving the kitchen Scott headed back to the room in which he stayed the night. His poke balls were already gone, he barely flinched it was nothing compared to losing Red. He sat on the bed, he looked at the pokeball he stole from the office building

"Might as well see what you are."

Scott tossed the ball to the floor and with a red flash a Meoth appeared.

"What? I thought you were supposed to be a psychic Pokemon..."

The Meoth just purred and walked towards Scott, it had a pink collar with a gold medal hanging in the front. Scott poked up the cat Pokemon, it began to purr even louder, and examined the collar. 'Chelsie' was inscribed on the front while 'Happy Birthday Kimberly!' was engraved on the back. Scott removed the collar and threw it in the garbage.

"I'm not calling you that," Scott sighed as the Pokemon curled up on his lap. " perfect a pet Pokemon... Well at least your not a psyduck, and I guess you can be my Rocket Pokemon... Well right now my only Pokemon.

Scott returned the Pokemon to his pokeball and left the room for last time. Still hungry he headed towards thesis kitchen where he found Ellie, and Dirk. He gave Ellie an odd look, "Do you just hang out in kitchens on your spare time?" Scott began looking through the cupboards.

 

[OutcastBOS]

"So, I'm off to go find a shower, you want me to bring back...I don't know....some handsoap? More motor oil?"

"Pfft, showers...Naw, I don't need anythin'. I got enough oil, an' I don't need any fukkin' soap."

She stretched out a bit, and cracked a few joints and flopping back on the couch.

"I'm jus' gonna lounge here until we gotta leave."

 

[SkyeNeko]

"It's a place I can be helpful. Why, are you still hungry?" she asked neutrally, staring off into space. "It's where I assumed everyone would meet, as if they hadn't already eaten all the food. I could say the same thing to you though." She got up and filled a cup with tap water, returning to her seat. "You were in the kitchen last time I saw you as well." Her eyes wandered to the single pokeball on his belt. She wondered what he had replaced the fire pokemon with. "I assume you were offended last time we spoke. I apologize... I'm Ellie." She honestly didn't care that he tried to insult her. It wasn't so much an insult as an exaggeration anyway. What she was interested in now was at least helping to make the group better, and making sure they ate seemed like a good start.

 

[Redryhno]

"I'm jus' gonna lounge here until we gotta leave."

"Suit yourself, eventually we're going to have to be presentable at some point, you might want to start it sooner rather than later, Caid. Actually, nevermind, I don't know anything about you, but I don't plan on being a grunt my whole life."

Leela left the room, closing the door behind her, and followed the walls until she came to a bathroom, dodging any grunts,leaders, and especially servants or people she may have recognized. The Marx's might not be the richest or the best known family in Kanto, but they were known in the upper echelons of society, and that was what she was afraid of. The bathroom was large, a bit more compact than her old one back at her parent's house, but all the fixtures were about the same, but there weren't that many differences in bathrooms anyways, so she didn't care. She let out her Machoke and asked her to keep the door closed while she readied herself for the night march.

She emptied her pockets onto a shelf, stripped off her clothes and laid them down in the sink, full of hot water and soap, and let them soak a few minutes before getting down to business on them, scrubbing them free of that Koffing's gas smell. The only positive thing she could think about it was that it hadn't been a Wheezing's or a Muk's, those had a reputation for sticking with whatever they attached themselves to. She'd have been better off burning those clothes than trying, in vain, to wash them. With that done, she hanged them up to dry on a towel rack and positioned a hair dryer to continuously blow on them, slightly quickening up the process.

With that under way, she let her hair down, set the elastic down on the shelf, and climbed into the shower to take care of the rest of the stink. She got out of the shower dripping wet and brushed her hair clear of the tangles it had accumulated over the past few days, before then using the hair dryer on herself to finish up what the towel hadn't been able to get. She then redressed in her, now, relatively clean clothes and headed for the door, which Machoke was holding closed with a single hand, a bored expression on her face. Leela patted her bicep and she let the door go, which fell open to reveal...nothing. No one was out there, and no one was anywhere around.

She felt a strange chill and returned Machoke to her pokeball, and hurried back to the room with Caid, slightly unnerved, unsure of whether or not it was a joke played on her by her pokemon, or if someone had actually been on the other side of that door. She just shrugged it off as a ghost shudder, nothing to be worried about at all. After all, she hadn't been bothered on the way back to the room, hadn't she?

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

Alex came around all the hostage bedrooms. Satisfied that the family was safe and, more importantly, still in the house he summoned them to the main foyer. Mrs. Grey almost fainted at the sight of her house. The furniture lay overturned, the artwork had crude R's written all over them and all of the valuables that could be easily moved were gone.

"Well, we certainly enjoyed your hospitality. Now please, understand, we won't need to pop by again if you donate a few dollars to the Rocket group in Celadon." drawled Alex, walking up and down among the petrified homeowners.

"By few he means a monthly grand!" shouted a grunt helpfully.

"Quite. Such a donation would surely help us out with our tenting equipment and traveling supplies. We're sorry if we caused any trouble but please remember..." and he dropped his voice menacingly "we're only a day away if you need anything."

He gestured at Max who nodded.

"ALL RIGHT ROCKETS, MOVE OUT!" he shouted very loudly. A grunt picked up the canvas bag, now loaded with more capsules of loot as the grunts streamed out of the door. Another grunt ran back into the kitchen where Scott and Ellie were.

"Oh, I was going to see if there was anything else to eat. ...we're going." he said, grabbing a box of crackers and vanishing out the door.

 

[OutcastBOS]

"Suit yourself, eventually we're going to have to be presentable at some point, you might want to start it sooner rather than later, Caid. Actually, nevermind, I don't know anything about you, but I don't plan on being a grunt my whole life."

"...That's right, ya don't fukkin' know me..." Caid said that under her breath as Leela walked out, and hopped to her feet as if to follow her to give her a piece of her mind. She decided against it though, as Caid figured it was a lot more trouble than it was worth.

"What fukkin' nerve...I don't wanna be stuck in this shit my whole life...but I ain't gonna go changin' who th' fuck I am fer nothin'." She sat down HARD back on the couch, making the frame of it crack, and thought murderous thoughts until Leela came back into the room, smelling that terrible smell of lavender that shampoo had.

Caid glared hard at her, and was going to say something but then a voice rocked through the house.

"ALL RIGHT ROCKETS, MOVE OUT!"

"...Good." she got up and stormed out the door, keeping a scowl on her face the entire time.

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Mayu giggled happily when she received a thanks and a smile from Max. She didn't know that the smile had been fake, so she thought that he was really warming up to her at last. It wasn't long until Alex arrived and started to move them out, so she secured her pack to her back and filtered out of the house with the rest of the Rockets. As she walked, she looked around for any familiar faces. It was always better to travel in friendly company after all, and most of the people that were around her at the time smelled funny.

 

[Deadyawn]

Breakfast was a depressing mixture of whatever Dirk could find and throw into a bowl together. Cereal, a lamb chop, pasta, potato salad and some other things he didn't even reconize. It tasted alright at least.

And before he knew it it was time to move out again. Strangely enough he didn't altogether mind leaving that much. The mansion was just a little bit too nice to be comfortable. He got up, made sure his pokeballs were all still there and trudged out the front door into the cool evening air. The long march resumed.

 

[SkyeNeko]

As everyone started to clear out Elie pulled open the knife drawer. She took out a single kitchen knife and a corkscrew, stuffing them inside, along with some fruit. Funny how immature the Rockets were. Still didn't want to eat properly. Pretty much everything that wasn't nailed down was already gone. She had already grabbed a few extra clothes just in case from the room she had stayed in, but almost nothing of any value. They started off from the mansion, heading towards Lavender again.

"What's your name?" Ellie walked up behind Dirk. She didn't get to make anything since the call to leave came shortly after he went in. She didn't think that she could talk to the lieutenant at the moment: he was sober, and by the looks of it, in a bad mood. It looked like it would be a long time before they reached their next rest stop.