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CONNIE'S MUSE MINGLE POST, TAKE... FOUR?

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Rocket Grunt Falkner | First day as a Rocket?!

[turnsred]

[Leaf's walking through- well now. Aren't you a new face?]

Hello, Falkner.

What brought you here?

[corruptedwings]

[ Falkner nods his head slightly out of respect. ]

It... It was a change in heart, I suppose is the most proper way to put it.

[turnsred]

Oh my what could possibly change your mind?

[corruptedwings]

[ how god-awful the world is? how hopeless it is to fight against human darkness? how he failed so much that he had no where else to go but to swallow his pride and bite the bullet? ]

... A change in heart.

[hoennbound]

[WE'RE OUT AND ABOUT ON THE ROUTES OF HOENN.]

Where're we goin'?

[pokepedia]

I saw some strange new Pokemon! I wanted to show you!

[hoennbound]

'Kay, sounds pretty cool. What'd they look like?

[pokepedia]

They looked amazing! I've never seen anything like them before in Hoenn!! [ CAN'T YOU FEEL HER ENTHUSIASM ]

=llll Not!Dad | Surprise! That is a puppydragon thar.

[herebesparkles]

[It's morning, it's quiet, and it's time for stretches.

Of his wings, which haven't been used in weeks. So they've gotten a little sore.

He's in the center of the hut; the living room, if you would call it that in this strange housing they live in. Back arched, the talons on his toes curled upward (He doesn't want to rip the carpet :<), and his wings outstretched on either side.

This feels nice~ He's in his happy place. It's too bad he'll have to wrap it up quickly: someone might be home soon.

... Okay maybe just a minute more.]

[pursuespower]

[ Norman's returning home after his morning exercising! He's a bit worn out but it's totally worth it.

As he walks in to their home... he didn't expect to see a dragon. He freezes, unsure of what to say. Is that even a Pokemon? ]

[herebesparkles]

[Ruby also does the freezing thing- it's popular today. He's staring at Norman like a Stantler in headlights.

Maybe if he stays like this long enough, the problem will fix itself. That, or he'll be a permanent dragon statue for the house

... he's really pulling for the former.]

[pursuespower]

[ He... doesn't even know what to say in this kind of situation. Not that he's super strong with words in the first place, but. ]

... What are you doing here.

Three guesses who this is for~ And the first two don't count. >w>

[setalightinside]

[Chili's just working in the cafe; fairly usual day at least. At least until he sees an unusual person who's usually in another region. Huh.

Well, he's going over to take your order!]

Welcome to the Striaton City Cafe! I'm Chili and I'll be serving you today! [He pridefully points to himself with his thumb.]

oh goodness I'm stumped :|a

[flockingjustice]

[ He nods slightly. It's his first time in the area and he was pointed to the cafe by kind strangers, so he honestly had no clue what to expect. ]

Thank you, Chili. I would like to order the special for today?

:3c

[setalightinside]

The special's a Chocolate Cheesecake today; I'll see if we have any slices left! [It's been in pretty high demand all day, and they said they weren't making a lot of them...

He'll put that down first. Don't count the Torchics before they hatch and all that.] Anything else?

[flockingjustice]

Some tea, perhaps? Green tea, if that's available.

Rocket Grunt Falkner, please report for duty

[petreleum]

[Petrel pulls down his newspaper and takes a moment to look at the young man.]

Oh, hey, you're here already. Most recruits get lost trying to find my office on the first day. Looks like you've got a good start already. [He rolls up the newspaper and tosses it onto the desk he was sitting on the edge of then crosses his arms. He gives Falkner a casual smile.] So, I get the new guy, huh? What's your name, kiddo?

[corruptedwings]

[ There's a slight bit of hesitation before he replies. He's so used to introducing himself as "officer Falkner of Violet City"... but that's not who he is anymore. ]

... Falkner, executive sir.

[petreleum]

[Petrel holds his chin in thought. The name sure sounds familiar. In fact, the kid looks familiar. Ah, he can think about it later. He pushes himself off the desk and reaches out to give Falkner a friendly on the shoulder.]

Ha ha, don't be so nervous! I'm actually a nice guy and you seem like a smart kid. I'm sure we'll get along great! Welcome to Team Rocket, Falkner. Looks like you're in my unit. They probably already told you, or, uh, you saw on my door, that I'm Petrel. I handle infiltration and intel gathering.

[He moves over to the coffee machine and pours himself a mug. After taking a sip, he continues.] That's a fancy way of saying I roleplay and steal information, ha ha. Some coffee?

[corruptedwings]

[ He's more of a tea person, but... ] I'll take some.

[ Falkner pauses for a moment. ] It'll be my honor to serve under you, executive sir.