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

[Redryhno]

Leela arrived back at the room to find it empty and the place somehow even more destroyed than before, if it was even possible. She looked around for anything that could be salvaged and found nothing worth much of anything, so just left everything in place, a few photographs she put back in their correct positions.

Her stomach began making noises and she realized it'd been almost an entire day since she'd actually eaten and made her way to the kitchen, again avoiding all the servants, taking a massive detour only to end up back at the place she'd started dodging them. She did make it there, but only had enough time to grab a bottle of water and a pre-cooked frozen bag of chicken patties, it was better than nothing and she was surprised the two left in there were still there after the grunt-page that had hit the place. She popped them in the microwave and was cut short by a shout heard throughout the house they'd commandeered, a feat in itself

"ALL RIGHT ROCKETS, MOVE OUT!"

The good thing was it was Max's voice, and not the Bat-Ass. He'd get his soon enough, if she predicted enough of the sorts of events that'd transpire about the time they hit Lavender. She shook the feeling of unease she had at visiting that place again, her family had only passed through, but that feeling persisted until she finished stuffing the chicken in her mouth, chewing quickly, and swallowing a glug of water to wash it down with and hurried to catch up with the rest of the Rockets gathering at the front door, at the back again. Which suited her fine, it meant she had less of a chance of getting hit by Rangers, maybe.

 

[Deadyawn]

"Dirk..." The question had caught him off gaurd somewhat. He'd almost phased out everything but the repetitious footsteps and he snapped back to reality haltingly. "Y'self?" He said it reflexively, hardly thinking. And then the pain came back, just as he was afraid it would. He grimaced and waited for a response, only now grasping the situation. He was still curious past the pain.

 

[OutcastBOS]

Caid walked silently, with her hands in her pockets and her eyes almost glued to the ground. She was obviously in a bad mood, and not even she was sure why. Maybe it was somethin' that Leela gal said'ta me...Bah, I don't give a damn. She contemplated this and swished around a toothpick she'd just put in her teeth and stewed a bit.

"Lavender better fukkin' come soon..." She grumbled under her breath and kept walking at a steady pace.

 

[zombiekiller1907]

Spoiler: ooc

i've missed a lot...

Dylan had a nice sleep and breakfast, and didn't mind the long walk. Though, he couldn't say the same for the others.
"I wish we could have stayed longer though... that was a nice house..."
He picks some berries hanging on a tree and continued on walking.

 

[SkyeNeko]

"Ellie. You're limping." She noticed it in the kitchen, but it was more pronounced now. She tilted her head. "It'll get worse if you don't do something." The long walk in particular didn't seem like it would do him any good. However, there was a cool evening breeze, and most of the Rockets were still in decent condition.

 

[MisterLillie]

Spoiler: Back in the Kitchen

"It's a place I can be helpful. Why, are you still hungry?"

"I don't know if you recall but I didn't eat any of your slop" Scott still bitter from before. Though his answer didn't really seem to matter anyway, she continued on explaining that he had been in the kitchen earlier as well.

"I assume you were offended last time we spoke. I apologize... I'm Ellie."

Scott was completely caught off guard from this complete change of personality from Ellie, He didn't know what to think of it. "Scott..." He replied cautiously. Scott thought back to the last time he spoke with Ellie, she was half dressed and bruised. She must have been on edge, and he wasn't in the best mood at the time either. Scott decided to put what happened behind him, it was hard considering what else he had to put back there too.

"ALL RIGHT ROCKETS, MOVE OUT!"

Ellie grabbed some cutlery and some fruit, and left. Dirk finished his mishmash and limped out. Scott quickly scrambled to eat, grabbing the remaining fruit from the bowl and quickly throwing together a peanut-butter sandwich before heading out.

Scott caught up with the group, everyone was walking at a pretty decent pace. Scott noticed Mayu towards the front of the back looking up scanning Rockets faces, he dipped through the ranks and walked up behind her.

"Walking all alone Pikachu?" Scott said with a genuine smile.

At this point, Mayu was really the only Rocket Scott wanted to be around.

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Mayu squeaked a little bit upon being called Pikachu, but still turned with a smile and said. "Yeah, I guess I got out ahead of the other people I'm familiar with. I got plenty of sleep, how about you?"

 

[Redlin5_v1legacy]

Max sipped on his Rocket issued canteen. The water was soothing. The night was pleasant and the fields of tall grass were quiet. The eerie howling of the previous night was absent.

"Smoke sir?" offered a regular grunt walking beside him.

"No thanks." said Max although the old temptation was nagging. He had given it up when he found out Petrel hated smoking.

"That place was great, can we crash houses like that more often?"

"Heh, if we're lucky we will. I hate the rich bitches."

He sipped on his water a bit more before walking over to a grunt who was leaning against a fence post.

"What's the matter with you? Get on your feet."

"I'm so tired sir..."

"You should have slept you idiot. You'll have to wait until the next campsite. Move or I'll take your Pokemon and leave you for the cops on the road."

The reluctant grunt got back on his feet and walked back into the line.

 

[MisterLillie]

"Mayu, the fastest Rocket the world has ever seen!" Scott said enthusiastically. He gestured his hand infront of him like he was reading his words were off on a banner. "I slept very well, thank you." Scott replied warmly.

"I heard you commandeered a little boys bed...? Is he your boooooyfriend?" Scott said with a smile.

Scott liked Mayu, her innocence was refreshing, no smart-ass comebacks, devious plans, just a smile and trying her best. She was growing on him, almost as a little sister.

 

[Deadyawn]

Crap, she noticed.
"I'm fine." he said, staring at the ground. Walking on his leg like this was dumb but he didn't have a whole lot of choice. Not walking could end up a whole lot worse than just a sore leg.

"It's a few days old now. Just another scar." It hadn't healed quite as fast as he might've hoped although it was to be expected considering he'd been walking on it all night, two nights straight.

"So" he looked up from the road "did you just want to point out that I was injured or was there something else?"

 

[Kuroneko Aisha]

Mayu blushed heavily at that before shaking her head and saying. "N-no way! He was at least two years littler than me! I bet he was still in diapers! So clingy while sleeping too. Eeee! Y-you didn't hear that!" She waved her hands in front of her dismissively at that last part of her waking up to him clinging onto her while napping.

 

[SkyeNeko]

"Maybe." She offered him a cigarette. "It'll hurt less." She took a deep puff, blowing it out and watching the smoke rise into the dark night. "Maybe it'll help. Then you won't walk so slow." Ellie wasn't the best at being tactful, as proven by her clash with Scott. It was hard to determine whether or not she was being kind. On one hand, she was trying to help. On the other, it was because she had an Alex-mentality. Tools had to be sharp. If that meant that they had to be fed and taken care of, then that was that.

 

[Deadyawn]

Dirk glared at her for a second and gave her a sardonic look. "Yeah, brilliant. Give me a cigarette to make me walk faster. Why didn't I think of that?"

..."Ah, fuck it." He took one and jammed it in his mouth. He deserved it, dammit. He didn't smoke regularly, he'd seen the results of that a lot in his early life, but every now and again was alright. "Got a light?"

 

[SkyeNeko]

"Yeah, brilliant. Give me a cigarette to make me walk faster. Why didn't I think of that?"
"Well, you don't have to-" Dirk took one before she could finish her sentence. Why was everyone acting like they had sticks up their asses? Maybe the fact that the Blue Team patrolled islands and beaches made them more relaxed. She took out a newer lighter she had poached from the house and clicked it open. There was a Charizard engraved in the side, now that she looked. Cute.

"You can walk alone in the quiet if you want, just say so."

 

[Deadyawn]

Dirk took a deep breath and let out the smoke with a sigh. "Sorry. These past few days haven't exactly been the highlight of my life so far. Team Rocket isn't quite as...well, lets just say I preferred working alone." He frowned breifly.

He was loathe to admit but Dirk was glad to be able to talk to someone who wasn't either stupid or a complete pain in the ass and felt compelled to make some sort of conversation. "You been running with them long?"

 

[SkyeNeko]

"No. Well, not with this team anyway. I joined the Blue Team near Vermillion City. It looked like a few of the grunts and a lieutenant were on their way back to the islands from Celadon. They beat me, so I joined." It had been a while since she had thought about that particular event. She was in the wrong place at the wrong time. In her view, it was the best thing that could have happened. The Rockets gave her a purpose and a master again. "Commander Keith, the Blue Commander, transferred me here along with a few other grunts. So here I am."

 

[Deadyawn]

"Hm" He wondered for a moment what kind of a position she would have had to have been in for her to simply have been beaten and then joined up. Not that he could think of anything.

"What's blue like?" He lowered his voice not that it was likely anyone could hear him anyway over the noise they were making. "Couldn't be much worse than this band of sorry rejects. I wonder if all commanders are as fucked as Alex? Was Keith?"

Rocket politics weren't something that any outsiders were privy to and considering thats what he had been up until a couple of days ago he didn't really have much of a clue. Might as well glean what he could.

 

[SkyeNeko]

"It's more relaxed. They patrol the islands, you know. Cinnabar, and the Sevii Islands. It's hard to be strict and harsh when you're surrounded by the sand and sea. It doesn't take a lot of pressure for Rockets to get what they want there either, since the place is isolated from the main land."
"I wonder if all commanders are as fucked as Alex? Was Keith?"
Ellie flinched a little.
"He wouldn't have tolerated a comment like that. But no, Commander Keith wasn't as enthusiastic as Commander Alex seems to be. He's very respected. I hope I'm doing a good enough job to please them both though. Commander Keith picked me to go on this mission: I'm not going to disappoint him, or my new commander."

 

[Deadyawn]

He grunted at this. The whole unfailing loyalty thing frankly baffled Dirk for the most part seeing as how his only allegience was to himself. He glanced around just to check that Alex wasn't directly behind him and that Ellie was just trying to cover her ass. Nope. The way she had said it didn't make it sound like she'd been a Rocket all that long either. It certainly wasn't a raised from birth deal.

The effect was a bit unsettling and he began to regret running his mouth off. Fortunately it didn't seem as if she'd turn him in to Alex for that. He did his best to play it off.

"Wish I'd been there instead." He actually wished the Rockets hadn't turned up in the first place to get in his way but he had a feeling she wouldn't appreciate a comment like that.

 

[SkyeNeko]

"Maybe you can get transferred sometime." Ellie put out what was left of her cigarette on her wrist. There was a soft hiss as the ash extinguished itself in her skin. She decided to save the rest of her pack, slipping it into her backpack. It would be a while before they got to the next city, and she had to stretch her supplies.

They walked in silence for a few minutes before she spoke again. "Why were you staring at me in the kitchen earlier?"