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route_10652014-10-21 07:56 pm
fauxtographs) wrote in route_10652014-10-21 07:56 pm
TEAM ROCKET'S ROCKIN'
Who: Emmy Altava (fauxtographs) and Solf J Kimblee (explosivecombat)
Where: Goldenrod Rocket Base - Emmy's room
When: Soon after their conversation in his recent post.
Summary: Emmy and Kimblee meet up in person for the first time since she returned to Johto - and ended up in Team Rocket.
Rating: PG-13, will edit if necessary. Spoilers for Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy.
Log:
[It was a fairly typical day in the Rocket Base, and yet Emmy Altava was, presently, a mixture of excitement and nerves.
Pacing around her room, she adjusted the two mugs she'd placed on her desk for what felt like the umpteenth time, and made sure that there were no stray items sitting around the place (there weren't, because she'd already checked more times than she could count). Really, the place was probably cleaner than it was before she moved in last month. Her bed was neatly made, her desk was tidy...there was nothing to worry about.
So why did she feel so nervous? Kimblee was due to knock on her door at any minute, and yet...she couldn't shake the butterflies from her stomach. He'd been one of her closest friends when she was last in Johto, and their relationship had hit very few snags...there was really no reason for her to feel nervous about his arrival.
Sighing, she pulled absently at her uniform, frowning at the bright red 'R' splashed across her chest. If she thought about it properly, she knew exactly what the problem was. It was this place, this...room, and everything it implied. She'd put a lot of work into fighting against Team Rocket the last time she was in Johto, so it still felt...wrong to be wearing the uniform and living in the base. But what could she do? She was a member now, and tended to wear the uniform more than her regular clothes.
...even though she still insisted upon wearing her white tights and normal boots. But she was yet to be properly chastened for it, so...maybe it was alright. Anyway, she had bigger problems right now! Adjusting her skirt again, she ran her hands up the sides of her legs and sighed.]
Well, that...should be it. I hope he doesn't mind sitting at the desk...should I offer him the bed? What do you think?
[On said bed, Lily the Lillipup tilted her head curiously and wagged her tail, prompting another sigh from her trainer.]
That's what I thought. I'm sure the chair will be fine. Now, should I...right, is the kettle full? Simon, could you check that? Do you think it would be odd if I hugged him when I saw him? Would it be odd if I didn't? Oh, I'm thinking about this too much...
[Running her hands through her hair, Emmy collapsed on the bed next to Lily, who promptly gave her face a friendly lick.]
I'm sure everything will be fine. I'll just...have to be careful about some things, that's all.
[And there it was, wasn't it? The heart of the reason...Kimblee had specifically requested to meet her in her room, here in the Rocket Base. Where they couldn't be overheard by the, ah...regular citizens. While she was honestly looking forward to being able to get some tips about Rocket life from him, a part of her worried about what he was going to say.
Well. No sense in stressing now - the clock had just flicked over onto the new hour, and Kimblee tended to be punctual.
Time to put the kettle on.]
fauxtographs) and Solf J Kimblee (explosivecombat)Where: Goldenrod Rocket Base - Emmy's room
When: Soon after their conversation in his recent post.
Summary: Emmy and Kimblee meet up in person for the first time since she returned to Johto - and ended up in Team Rocket.
Rating: PG-13, will edit if necessary. Spoilers for Professor Layton and the Azran Legacy.
Log:
[It was a fairly typical day in the Rocket Base, and yet Emmy Altava was, presently, a mixture of excitement and nerves.
Pacing around her room, she adjusted the two mugs she'd placed on her desk for what felt like the umpteenth time, and made sure that there were no stray items sitting around the place (there weren't, because she'd already checked more times than she could count). Really, the place was probably cleaner than it was before she moved in last month. Her bed was neatly made, her desk was tidy...there was nothing to worry about.
So why did she feel so nervous? Kimblee was due to knock on her door at any minute, and yet...she couldn't shake the butterflies from her stomach. He'd been one of her closest friends when she was last in Johto, and their relationship had hit very few snags...there was really no reason for her to feel nervous about his arrival.
Sighing, she pulled absently at her uniform, frowning at the bright red 'R' splashed across her chest. If she thought about it properly, she knew exactly what the problem was. It was this place, this...room, and everything it implied. She'd put a lot of work into fighting against Team Rocket the last time she was in Johto, so it still felt...wrong to be wearing the uniform and living in the base. But what could she do? She was a member now, and tended to wear the uniform more than her regular clothes.
...even though she still insisted upon wearing her white tights and normal boots. But she was yet to be properly chastened for it, so...maybe it was alright. Anyway, she had bigger problems right now! Adjusting her skirt again, she ran her hands up the sides of her legs and sighed.]
Well, that...should be it. I hope he doesn't mind sitting at the desk...should I offer him the bed? What do you think?
[On said bed, Lily the Lillipup tilted her head curiously and wagged her tail, prompting another sigh from her trainer.]
That's what I thought. I'm sure the chair will be fine. Now, should I...right, is the kettle full? Simon, could you check that? Do you think it would be odd if I hugged him when I saw him? Would it be odd if I didn't? Oh, I'm thinking about this too much...
[Running her hands through her hair, Emmy collapsed on the bed next to Lily, who promptly gave her face a friendly lick.]
I'm sure everything will be fine. I'll just...have to be careful about some things, that's all.
[And there it was, wasn't it? The heart of the reason...Kimblee had specifically requested to meet her in her room, here in the Rocket Base. Where they couldn't be overheard by the, ah...regular citizens. While she was honestly looking forward to being able to get some tips about Rocket life from him, a part of her worried about what he was going to say.
Well. No sense in stressing now - the clock had just flicked over onto the new hour, and Kimblee tended to be punctual.
Time to put the kettle on.]
no subject
When he speaks again his tone is a bit clipped; more like a recitation of information as it comes to him rather than direct orders, but it's...different, anyway.]
...Request the male uniform; it'll be more to your liking. If anyone gives you trouble about it, tell them that Caroline was allowed to wear it; if they feel particularly persistent, tell them that I gave you permission and that should be the end of it. If it's one of the Executives questioning you, tell them that I'll report in to them with my rationale at their earliest convenience.
One of our senior members tends to succeed via sheer audacity in what he attempts to do; I'll point him out to you later. Don't insult him regardless of what nonsense he throws at you and you'll get along with him well enough.
The science division is full of incredibly flamboyant people that are also incredibly dangerous, so you would do well to avoid bothering them unless you're interested in joining that division. They may approach you, because they're also narcissistic and can't stand it if people aren't noticing them; be friendly and stroke their egos whenever possible and they'll get along with you just fine. Show interest in their projects and they may end up deciding that you're worth allying with. There's one that's an exception to this, he tends to be standoffish at best and unpleasant at worst; from what I've seen, discussing large amounts of violence tends to get him to open up, but very little else does. Again, I'll point these people out to you.
The grunts...they tend to come and go. Use your own discretion when it comes to them.
You can be assigned to work for me directly, if you'd like; I can arrange something like that if it'd interest you.
no subject
Got it, Mr Kimblee. I might stay away from the Science Department, then; it was never really my strong suit, anyway. I think I'd probably do better as a field agent. Maybe a bodyguard, or that sort of thing? Although honestly, I'll do whatever you think is best. Working under you would be wonderful!
[Visibly relieved, her former traces of nervousness seemed to have evaporated for now. Smiling, her next comment was playful, but slightly guarded.]
Shall I start calling you 'sir', then?
no subject
Some around here do; I don't require it.
no subject
Excellent! I'll only do that if we're around other members, then. You know, to be a good recruit, and all that!
[Maybe with a salute...? She should double-check the guide-book...]
I really do appreciate this, Mr Kimblee. I'll do my best to follow your orders, no matter what; I'm rather good at that!
[Work is work, after all!]
I'm just thrilled I can wear pants!