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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 1:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 1:43 pm
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Rumurs were one of those things that spread around in TRHQ, especially among the new recruits who have a lot of catching up to do. Of course at the time they were trainees, and would spend most of their time with the Grunts who had been there for a longer period of time, and they had learned a lot about the politics of Team Rocket from them. One in particular, that had been more relevant to the two Rockets, as they had been assigned into a department with one of the Agents in question. Was about the successful agents within the organization, and a particular group who not only survived being taken hostage by an enemy team, but withstood them without giving out a single scrap of information.
The grunts in the rec arias would awe about this, and talk about never wanting to get on their bad side. It went without saying, those seemed to be individuals one didn't want to mess with. For the time though, Kyle and Ryan had only met one, seeing as they worked under him practically every day. Yet now, Kyle was standing here with his fists up, facing down another one of those Agents the grunts would gossip about like they were some kinds of bad asses.
"... I apologize" Kyle said, finally, lowering his fists that instead clenched at his side.
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 1:49 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 20, 2014 3:06 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 21, 2014 7:59 am
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"Right," Aulus nodded, "see you there then." Well this had all gone... weird. It was almost like he was being a vaguely responsible and mature person. Very weird.
"Charrrrr," said Char as he return with a chair, and tray bearing a cup of tea and a book.
"Ah... bring that along Char, we're done here," Aulus continued with a gesture to the lift. He probably wasn't actually going to drink the tea now, Char could have it himself, but he wasn't going to let Kyle see him do something as daft as send it back; while the pillock seemed to have gained sudden respect(ish?) for him he didn't count on it lasting if he showed weakness.
"Anything else, grunts?" he asked, fixing the pair firmly with his deep red eyes as his Charizard bowed his head and moved onward towards the lift.
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