because we're not in kansas anymore

[stfuimbombing]

[Good evening, Awesome Island. There is a Mars picking herself up off the ground and she does not look happy. She doesn't sound happy, either, when she begins speaking into a small communicator.]

This is G-2 reporting! We've had a major problem with the chopper and we had to--

[Her words are momentarily cut short when she looks over her shoulder to

Comments

[daniel_reshiram]

(Odd lady with odd hairstyle..Time to move away quickly..)

[stfuimbombing]

[Not so fast, bucko. Mars sees you there.]

Hey! Where do you think you're going?!

[daniel_reshiram]

(Damn, I was found out!) Ignoring shall commence.

[stfuimbombing]

Wha--?! Don't ignore me! I'm talking to you!

[distorted_deity]

[If Cyrus has learned anything from the members of Team Galactic's arrivals on this island, it's that they're very rarely subtle. Mars is no exception, though given what she's shouting, it...makes more sense than some that he's seen, at least.]

...Mars.

[1/2]

[stfuimbombing]

[Momentarily freezing up here. On the one hand, she's grateful for a reply, but on the other hand, she wasn't quite expecting it to be in person.]

[2/2; sorry for grammarfail]

[stfuimbombing]

[After that bit of shock has passed, Mars drops to one knee before him, bowing her head and closing her eyes.]

Cyrus, sir.

No worries!

[distorted_deity]

[He remains quiet for a moment, his gaze deeply scrutinizing as he studies her; with the advent of their new world drawing ever-closer, the sudden arrival of another of his commanders on this island is difficult to see as anything but a positive omen.]

...rise, then, and reiterate your current assignment.

[arrogant_jovian]

Hmmm, well look what we have here, it's Mars. What are you doing here?

[stfuimbombing]

Huh?! [Mars turns her head quickly.]

I should ask you the same question, Saturn! Weren't you supposed to be back at headquarters?

[arrogant_jovian]

Hmmph...I'm here to explore this island for Master Cyrus...Why are you here?

[stfuimbombing]

What do you mean, "island"? Wasn't Master Cyrus supposed to wait until the Iron Island team had returned to headquarters before giving out new orders?

[sexylabcoat]

I'm afraid you're going to have a bit of trouble getting anyone to answer on that. [Oh look, there's a man behind you with a Crobat on his shoulder.]

[stfuimbombing]

[Mars quickly turns around to face the source of the voice, and... wow. She thought Charon's attire looked ridiculous. This guy just knocked that idea out the window.]

Oh yeah? What would you know about that?

[sexylabcoat]

[Oh come on, he's not that bad. Besides, are you anyone to talk about ridiculous clothes? He waves dismissively and slowly begins to circle her.]

Just that there is a peculiar sort of energy field encircling the entire island that makes communication with the outside world nearly impossible.

[stfuimbombing]

[She's part of Team Galactic, hypocrisy is not beneath her. And neither is putting her hands on her hips while she tries to keep an eye on this guy.]

Outside world? Are you off your rocker? Sinnoh isn't its own world!

[blizzard_boy]

[Eep! He can hear you, and is watching from a distance.]

[stfuimbombing]

[And while Wally watches, Mars continues trying to make contact with a base that she doesn't yet know will not hear her. Her voice gets more panicked all the while.]

This is G-2! Somebody, anybody-- if you can hear me, just say something!

[blizzard_boy]

[Wally soon approaches, nervously. Plz don't hurt me.]
Umm...

[stfuimbombing]

Come in! Come in!

[And Wally's interruption cuts through her growing hysteria, because frankly, she didn't expect anyone else to be around. The Grunts had all vanished, anyway.]

... what do you want?