[RAID] PokéCon

[BlackFireKitsune]

Henrietta’s comment caught the attention of a few others sitting in the vicinity, who shifted their gazes from the pictures overhead to the focus of her statement. A few gave a start, some went wide-eyed, and others had to do a double-take between Luke and the redhead on screen. While the hair was definitely longer in the picture, haircuts were a thing - a poor excuse for a disguise to avoid suspicion. “Hey!” One shouted as he stood and stumbled back a bit, and another stood and pointed as the pictures on screen shifted to other known Rockets.

“He is! He is, he is! He was just on the screen!”

“He’s in Team Rocket?!”

“They’re here?! But I thought only trainers could get in!”

The comments and accusations grew progressively more panicked as, like a wave, people stood and turned to join in, while congoers on the outer edges of nearby rows moved to try and get away from Luke, as if even being near him would cost them of their pokemon.

As the attention was drawn to the poor sap elsewhere in the room, one of the grunts on the mission stood from his seat on the side near the exits. Head ducked to try and obscure the view of his face behind hair, he discreetly started making his way for the nearest set of double doors.

...Right as a picture of his own face shifted onto the screen.  

[Gwennythe]

The responses to her comment got a puzzled, and slightly irritated, frown on the young trainer's face.
"Hey! I just said they -weren't- Rockets!" Henrietta couldn't believe they apparently had misheard, or hadn't listened to, her.
"That picture must be wrong!"

Gummy might have fallen asleep. With his eyes open. The Totodile continued to rest on the Totodile toy, unconcerned by whatever was happening.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Henrietta's yell surprised her, and she felt her face heat up a bit, but it was the reaction of everyone else around that startle her.
Suddenly everyone in the vicinity were standing and moving away, staring at Luke and calling out their recognition.

"No, no no" Rosie called back standing up and holding out her hands. "No, that's not him! He's not a Rocket, it okay!"
So many more joined in however, too many more as it seemed to spread across the room.  

[Suudonym]

Henrietta's comment, and those of the other panel attendees that snowballed thence, alerted Luke to the misunderstanding that should have been obvious from the beginning, though he was left completely unsure of how to respond to it. For some reason sitting there calmly as strangers fled from him in every direction - he spared a moment to note how completely surreal the experience was - he stood uncertainly, looking briefly to Rosie with a troubled frown as she called her reassurance. Henrietta's indignant accusation against the credibility of the picture received an explanation in a quietly apologetic tone, "That's, uh… my twin brother, actually." Yeah, people were going to buy that story for sure.  

[Blood_Goddess]

There was a commotion going on up toward the front, frowning softly
Faleen leaned forward a little to get a better idea of what was going on. But it seemed that there were a number of people retreating, with a growing sense of panic and yelling.

"This could be risky" She muttered to Izaya, though remained in her seat as she glanced around. "Stay put for now."  

[Akira Midoriyama]

Akira blinked before looking from the screen and back to the young man who claimed to have a twin brother. It did seem very unlikely...but the brunet knew better than to doubt. He'd heard of stranger things, after all, and how unlikely was having a twin brother?

Sure, soap operas made evil twins seem like story cliches, but even before it was public information, he'd already heard about Luke's twin. He was supposedly dead, so there wasn't really any need to worry about him any more. Sheesh, did the League only learn about Rockets once they died?

Pushing through the crowd, he moved to stand next to Luke in case things got rough and misunderstandings caused people to get out of hand.  

[lZAYA ORlHARA]

A blonde, teal-eyed man in the back sighed as he saw the screens, but was soon stifling a laugh when he realized the crowd was moving as one mass and why. "Stay put?" he repeated. "Why should we stay put if everyone else is moving?"  

[Blood_Goddess]

"Because if we join the crown and get separated because of everyone's foolish panicking then we'll be in more trouble then just staying calm and out of the way." She muttered back to him.  

[BlackFireKitsune]

Inigo stood as well, dread and a growing anxiety churning in the pit of his stomach. Oh crap, things were starting to look pretty bad - both for his teammate that just showed up on the screen and pulled more attention, and for Rosie's friend who was currently being mistaken for a Rocket. He couldn't help but feel at least partially guilty about it - he had no idea why, he just did - but what to do? Uncertainly, he stumbled past the rows of seats and panicking attendees to the middle, and quickly cast around for any of his other teammates. He wasn't good at this. He really wasn't good at this.


When they all started standing, Nicolette followed suit uncertainly, not even remotely sure what to do or say, or even how to think of any of this. Everyone seemed to be afraid, but what could she do? "It really was his twin brother," she added, attempting to help them try to defuse the situation.

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Luke, Rosie, Akira, Nicolette, Henrietta
A trainer a row ahead of them, however, wasn't having any of that. "D'you really expect us to buy that excuse?!" He practically shouted as he pushed a chair aside with one hand, his other pulling a pokeball from his belt. "'Evil twin,' yeah right. Go, Crobat!" The ball flew into the air to release the named pokemon, and with a sharp cry it began to circle overhead.

Faleen, Izaya
More pictures filtered on the screen, including another grunt on the mission - who just so happened to be directly in front of the pair, attempting to make a hasty exit. Unfortunately for him - and them - a girl trainer immediately in front of him had recognized him from his picture. “Eek! Another one!” She shouted as she stumbled up and backwards while pulling out a pokeball. “Get him, Puffy!”

A Pidgey emerged from the pokeball, and with a shrill cry, sent a Gust attack at the grunt - and everyone behind him, including Faleen, Izaya, and any other trainers that happened to be nearby.

Everyone
A trainer near the Rocket who’d headed for the doors jumped up too, and called out his own pokemon - a Marshtomp - and a nod from a rising Bruno caused the assistants near the doors to move in front of them, effectively blocking the exits. One pulled out a radio before hastily speaking into it - anyone nearby would be able to hear the words ‘Rockets’ and ‘police’.

Cynthia stood as well, pulling her mic up with her as her displaced Glaceon hopped to the floor. “Everyone, please! Calm down and put away your pokemon!” Some of the trainers seemed to heed the order and refrained from adding their own Pokemon to the mix, but the majority of those already out either didn’t hear over the commotion or were too focused to notice.

Bruno was trying hard to not look too pleased with himself. “Hope the hotel doesn’t mind another renovation,” he commented.

Cynthia and Glacia both shot him equally disapproving looks.


((Alright, time for damage rolls! Everybody roll one or two 20-sided die - depending on how many characters you have participating - to determine how much damage your character will take! Keep in mind that injuries don’t have to happen immediately, you can wait a little while before applying them, but we’re rolling now to get it out of the way. Here’s the rundown:

Trainer damage rolls
12-20: No injuries!
5-11: Some bumps and bruises, superficial wounds.
1-4: Moderate wounds, broken limb, deep gashes, etc.

Rocket damage rolls:
13-20: No injuries!
8-12: Some bumps and bruises, superficial wounds.
3-7: Moderate wounds, broken limb, deep gashes, etc.
1-2: Your character is seriously injured.
Optional Agent modifier: +2))  

[BlackFireKitsune]

((Rolling for Inigo first roll, and Nicolette second roll))  

[lZAYA ORlHARA]

"Separated?" he parroted again, eyes fixed on the source of the panic. The grin in his voice was evident. "Why would that...uh oh...Kaylee? Honey, where'd you go?"

He looked toward the brown-haired young woman as he was jostled by the people beside him, but he didn't appear to be making any obvious effort to get back to the lady's side. "Uh oh, I can't get to you! Just stay there, I'll come find you in a minute!"

As he drifted farther away, the blonde man took out a black fedora from his jacket and pulled it down over his face, ducking down into the sea of heads.  

[Gwennythe]

((Rolling for Henrietta ^.^ wink )  

[Suudonym]

(Roll for Luke.)  

[Kitomyx]

((Okay, THAT'S IT. If BG's not switching character accounts anymore, neither am I. xp It's driving me nuts, especially with this faulty connection.

First dice is for Akira, second is for Izaya.))  

[Blood_Goddess]

Trainer with Crobat

"Please stop! We're not going to fight you! we're on your side, please just stop and listen to us, Please!"
She felt the weight of her pokeballs on her belt, but she did not reach for them, looking from the pokemon flying in the air then toward the trainer. "This is a misunderstanding" She pleaded earnestly "He's on our side."

Izaya, trainer attacking Rockets.

It felt like no sooner had she told Izaya not to leave... then he found a way to separate himself.
She might have said something to him, but no sooner had he left her side then her pokemon suddenly thrust herself between her and the row infront of her. taking the brunt of a Gust attack.
AH!
Faleen gasped, as Zoroark knocked back into her slightly, the image of the two shimmering slightly.

Zoroark was back on her feet, the little Furret letting out a howl of anger and launched herself at the Pidgey to attack with with a Night Daze.

Faleen pushed to her feet, scrambling towrd the two Rockets who had been attacked face on, reaching out to grip their shoulders. "Can you move?"