003. Audio/also one other thing

[scientificflair]

[AUDIO]

[Well, the last month has seen Cobra attacking a bunch of children in the name of...taking over the world or something (and apparently plotting something else, if his last post over the Rocket frequency is any indication), one of the new scientists attempting to vivisect a Voltorb and threatening to blow up the lab in the process, Gorthan being a goddamn alien, and some member of the organization apparently losing his mind and going on an anonymous rampage the likes of which are rarely seen outside of...I don't know, 4chan.

Between all of this, March has pretty much confirmed to Descole that he is the only sane man in Team Rocket, and come the full moon he won't be surprised if everyone else in the base mutates into something horrific and develops an unholy craving for chicken hearts.

Today, he's trying to get his mind off of it; he's not exactly in the mood to put on much of a performance for the camera, so you can have an audio post instead today, Johto. His tone is clipped and a bit annoyed; this is due to the fact that he's had this damn...egg-thing for over a month now and he's trying to resist the urge to punt it across the room, but no one really needs to know that right now.]

For those creatures that are supposed to evolve through...I don't know, friendship or happiness or whatever you feel like calling it - how can you tell if these things even like you, much less are close to evolving?


[PRIVATE TEXT TO EMMY ALTAVA]

I see your "friend" struck a second time.

We need to talk. Are you in town?

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[snapandscoot]

I noticed.

[[Let her just look at her hands for a moment, before returning her gaze to you, you.]]

Did you see the conversation I had with him over the network?

[scientificflair]

I did, yes; as awkward as I'm sure it is to have me watching your conversations, after the last one we discussed, staying out of it wasn't too much of an option.

[snapandscoot]

No, I understand that.

[[God, her hands are fascinating today.]]

....what did you think?

[scientificflair]

He said some interesting things.

[The pause is almost long enough to imply that he won't continue; he shifts position again, clasping his hands light and low in front of his body while he thinks.]

At the same time, I still don't think he's targeting you specifically; some of those lines of text make me think otherwise.

[snapandscoot]

Interesting is one word for it. But I certainly hope you're right in saying he's not targeting me specifically.

[[Let her just look at you sadly, Descole.]]

How can you stand to work for an organization like that?

[scientificflair]

[Hmph.]

Well, it seems this place recruits upon arrival, for one.

[snapandscoot]

Well don't let their behavior rub off on you.

Or you'll have me to contend with!

[scientificflair]

Oh, that is a threat, isn't it.

[THIS SARCASM

IT WILL END NATIONS]

[snapandscoot]

[[Oooooooh!!]]

I hope you're not still bitter about that fight I won!

[[Why is this kinda fun, by the way?

Ugh, you're horrid!!

...and at least this way we're not talking about....nasty things.]]