[RAID ORP] Prepare for the Worst

[Gwennythe]

Tambrey snapped the lid shut on the crate she'd just packed with what she thought might be the parts of some kind of pokéball launcher as she heard the warning given.

It was going to hurt her leg, but she thought 10 minutes was, at least, doable.
The dark haired grunt joined the few rushing back to grab stuff from their quarters, wondering, vaguely, if Star had gotten all his stuff yet and gone or not. She somewhat suspected so.

Banging the door open, not affording to think whether she was out of breath, and ignoring the building protest, as she'd done once or twice before, in her leg, Tambrey took a second to glance around and plan what she could fit in a bag.
Some of her pokéballs and, of course, her 'dex, were always carried with her anyway.

A change of clothing was a necessity, especially if they ended up needing to be undercover again... Pair of flat shoes. Pokéballs that hadn't been on her belt. Contact lenses and other necessities for hygiene. It only took a couple of minutes to grab what she'd considered 'necessary' and it spared her a few seconds to grab what she couldn't imagine leaving behind; just one of her books would make it into her bag- she'd mourn the others later-, a necklace she'd had since she was small and her small stuffed Marril. She knew it was a bit of a silly thing to include in 'just necessities' but the toy had been with her longer than Palu had.

The bag would fit in her lap and this was as full as she'd dare; there wouldn't be time to linger here any more anyway. She pulled the door shut and hoped she wouldn't regret the loss of the contest magazines, various books, clothes, and whatever else she'd left behind too badly.
The grunt then joined those hurrying toward the transport.  

[BlackPidgeot]

Hearing the call from the scruffy elite, Nikki quickly finished what she was doing. She then too literally ran back up the flight of stairs and to her room where she grabbed what she could. Fortunately she still had a few things she hadnt unpacked yet from moving back to Kodo, including her feather collection. Stuffing some extra clothes and other necessities in the bag as well, she dashed back out and to the transportation area.  

[Blood_Goddess]

Jerome didn't have much in the way of packing, Thre were probably a few things he wanted to grab from his room, clothes, and the like.
As the other dashed from the room, Jerome too started out, but was called out to by the Agent who Izaya was partners with.

"I know you're Agent, but have they moved you into your own room yet?" She asked, stepping over to the dark tattooed man.

Jerome gave a slight nod, chewing on the back of his lip piercing, Izaya had been gone all this time, still being help by the pigs. He could see where she was going with this though- "Naw M'out a that room, I cn' stop by and grab some a his stuff" he told her.

Faleen nodded gratefully "I would appreciate it, There should be a tablet in the room somewhere, and I know he uses his computer a lot too, You were his room mate so whatever else you think he might need or want."
It wasn't certain if Izaya was the traitor or not, she couldn't be surprised if it was him, but regardless those were important items, and if he wasn't he would need them.

Jerome looked over to Bro who was floating casually next to her "Ya got get our room with Tremain, I got furs"
With a cheeky smirk from the Gengar the two of them hurried out to the respective rooms to gather up what they would need.  

[Suudonym]

Just as in the robotics lab, the bespectacled elite stood casually in the transport bay waiting for his team to return. A brief headcount was conducted as the ten minute mark approached, and with a punctuality unfitting of his mildly unkempt appearance, he spoke, raising his voice over the cacophony of shouted orders and departing vehicles, "First of all, good job getting the robots department taken down. That kind of efficiency is going to be very important not only today but in days upcoming. From here on you'll be traveling southwest with head of security Elite Agent Harvard." He paused to gesture to the named elite, standing nearby. "Your convoy will consist of one all-terrain van to transport personnel - you all - and one to transport cargo. It's your duty to ensure that that cargo reaches its destination safely. Be on your guard; this is an extremely unusual situation, and there's no telling what you might run into out there."  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"Don't forget about meeee!" A voice called from the door as a young woman bounced - literally bounced - into the room and over to Lucas. She came to a halt with an exaggerated bounce beside the scruffy elite, and though her uniform was modified quite a bit, it was still at least vaguely recognizable as an elite uniform. One hand raised to waggle her fingers in a very casual greeting at the various Rockets assembled, a broad grin stretched across her face before the hand moved to join its twin behind her back, and she moved to start rocking back and forth from her toes to the balls of her feet. "I'm gonna be part of your guys's group today." Her tone and general demeanor hinted that she wasn't taking this nearly as seriously as everyone else, and if anyone thought she was having fun, they would be completely and wholly correct. The expression on her face and her shifting posture hinted that the energetic elite was having loads of fun so far.  

[Suudonym]

It was hard to ignore the other female elite's boisterous entrance, and Lucas looked to her with brows raised. "You're going with them, Becca? I thought you were staying here with me."  

[BlackFireKitsune]

"I am," the redhead replied with a slight giggle, her tone of voice indicating that his statement was a silly one. She took on a more serious tone as she stopped rocking on her feet and clarified, "We're gonna set everything up, and then I'll meet up with them later."  

[Suudonym]

"Oh, I see." Lucas nodded thoughtfully, then shrugged off said thoughts to address the group again, "If anyone has questions, now's a good time for them. If not, you can start getting yourselves situated." He patted the side of a nearby, nondescript black vehicle in indication.  

[TawnyAngel]

He had arrived in time, and even managed to get his breath back by the time Lucas started talking and then... well, then there was another strange elite. Becca? She wasn't one he recognised, an oversight on his part perhaps. Perhaps she could be befriended, she seemed very casual at least. Well, he could consider that once they were on the road he supposed.

Unable to think of any immediate questions KO shrugged and headed over to Lucas and the distinctly unstylish black vehicle, repressing a sigh. Low profile, not his favourite modus operandi. Still, people being hunted out of their home by people that would like to lock them up for a long long time couldn't be choosers; as well as being a member of Team Rocket he had a past of criminal activities hanging over him should the officers of the law catch up to him....

A question did come to mind then and KO paused beside Lucas with his head tilted to the side. "Set everything up?... Preparing a welcoming committee for the league?"

-------------------

"If you are I hope it starts with 'bang' and ends with lots of them screaming," Aulus put in viciously as he too moved over to the personnel transport.  

[Suudonym]

Lucas shrugged in response to KO's question, wearing an uneven smirk. "Something like that, though it might be a little more like a farewell party."  

[TawnyAngel]

"Well we wouldn't want to be inhospitable, would we?" KO replied with a smirk of his own as he climbed into the van. He felt no attachment to the place they were leaving behind but he would like to see or at least hear of some pain cause in payment for the possessions he'd had to leave behind.

-------------------

For his part Aulus just nodded grimly before getting on board and finding himself a seat. He had to wonder at himself, what he'd just said and thought. The league... the league were the good guys, and they were the bad guys. There wasn't any other way he could look at it really, and he had no excuse for his actions. He had a good family that loved him even if they didn't always see eye to eye, he'd been in the middle of a good education until he'd thrown it away.

He'd been stupid and now this was his life. If not for the people he cared about here he wasn't sure what he'd do. He wasn't sure he'd leave even if he could though because even knowing they were the bad guys being with them gave him a sense of identity, belonging. It was still no excuse, but it was a reason.  

[Blood_Goddess]

With Banette getting her things she had been given the chance to linger in the Lab for a little longer and finish up. Anything she had that was of any importance was already in this lab.
Her tablet, moved to the crook of her arm, and a few of her other belongings, her taser, the portable tool kit. there wasn't much... the rest of it was already leaving the room.

Her gloved hand rested on top of the console watching as the destruction process worked through the computer she had been using for the last few years. It want black, everything was gone now.
Letting her hand slip off, the Agent straightened up, it was about time she headed toward the door, past the unsettling vacant laboratory.
Her boots carried her to the doorway, where the Agent stopped, and took one more moment to look back into the laboratory.
Hazel eyes scanned slowly across the room, taking it in one more time, the place she spent most of her time, the place she could always find peace and escape, and challenging work.
And now this was going to be the last time she got to step foot in this place.

Pulling her Tablet up under her arm a little higher, Faleen looked to the robot her Porygon was in, reaching out to take the case with the second set of hard drives, before she turned, and lead the pokemon down the hall.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Accepting the bag from Banette once she reached the garage, The agent busied herself with making sure everything she needed was there, the bag wasn't terribly full, but Banette had made sure to take initiative and pack a few things that she had not instructed him to, a few extra clothes, essentials from her bathroom.
Faleen let out a light sigh, looking up at Banette, Her pokemon certainly knew how to look out for her when she didn't. "Thank you Banette."
The Pokemon nodded, helping her pack the few other things into her bag and managing to slide the case into the edge of the bag as well to free up her hands.

Placing it over her back, and holding the case at her side the Agent returned to her boots where she waited and listened to the Elite's instructions, that was until an Elite she had never met before came in and boisterously announced that she was going.
Blinking in surprise and trying to place the Elite, though it was clear she had never seen her before.
Becca, Elite Becca, remember that.

And then it was time to get in the vehicle.
She allowed the others to step in first, in the meantime turning to her her robot. "Porygon revert to rest mode."
As it had before, the metal humanoid folded back up swiftly and smoothly, its slender form condensing down into a shape that was more of less a cube.
Either Faleen was strong, or the frame of the robot was not as heavy as it could have been, becasue as he finished the Agent reached down to pick it up by its handle and slide it under one of the seats in the vehicle, before stepping in and taking a seat herself.  

[Catzandbirdz]

Alba had quickly been tasked with helping another Rocket boxing up hard drives. When the dismissal was made, he taped up the box he was working on, was assured the others could take it from there, and bolted for his room. Spook had done as instructed earlier, and chimed in pride and relief when her human entered. Alba grabbed up one of the bags she or one of Inigo's team had found, and started hurriedly packing it while telling them what was going on. First was what he knew for certain he wanted to take of his own: his journal, cellphone, what few spare hair ties he could find and stuff into his glasses case, wallet, mini flashlight, and a compact first-aid kit. For clothing, he grabbed and rolled up a pair of jeans, a plain white T-shirt, and probably way too few socks and underwear but oh well he needed the space. He'd wash laundry in a sink if he had to. He pulled his favored green sweater on over his uniform.

From Inigo's side, first was recalling and safely stowing his roommate's Pokemon. Then a framed photo was wedged down in the clothing rolls. A pair of pants, a top, and a few pairs of socks and underwear again were grabbed and rolled up. What else, what else? While Spook knew Alba well and had already prepared the essentials for him (a.k.a. everything the two had traveled with during Alba's stint of homelessness), it seemed the team Inigo had left behind weren't as close. It was bothersome, especially since Inigo had far more personal possessions than Alba, but thems the breaks, he supposed. Checking the closet, he tore the top off a box labeled in Spanish. Videos? He crammed two at random into the bag and zipped it up.

----------

Harvard was furiously sorting through things on her Dex when the group arrived. A nondescript messenger bag was slung over one shoulder. Beside her, Yale the Gallade carried a plain gray backpack on his back and a cardboard box with hand holds at either end in his hands. Harvard glanced up briefly and gave them a nod of acknowledgement when Lucas indicated her. If her face was anything to go by, she was hard pressed to not roll her eyes in open annoyance when Becca bounced in. She finally finished what she was doing on her Dex and tucked it back into the holder on her belt.

"As they say, manners are always important," she said in response to KO's comment. She turned to the two Elites beside her. "Thank you, Lucas. The two of you are clear on what needs done?"  

[BlackPidgeot]

Hearing the instructions, Nikki wordlessly placed herself in the vehicle. There she sat and waited.  

[Suudonym]

Lucas gave a nod in reply, pocketing his hands, "Yup. We'll be done in no time. Good luck out there, everyone." He half turned in preparation to leave, offering a parting wave to the evacuation team and waiting for Becca's indication that she was also ready to get to work.