Aarune simply watched as the grunt got closer, eyeing the berries in the crate with a look of wonder before she grabbed one of the brightly colored one – he couldn’t remember the name of that one but it tasted sweet with a hint of tang – and gave it a sniff. He didn’t question her behavior since that was how he checked the condition of fruits out in the wild. Aarune was sure that these were fresh and in good condition or else it wouldn’t have been placed in such a secure crate. He wondered why did she thought it was a bomb in the first place.
At least, she didn’t look hostile anymore.
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a hand met her chin in thought. the only place she could really think of was the department store, where they could maybe put the berries to good use –– but then it hit her. in hearthome, there was that poffin making house near the bottom of the city. if they travelled there, perhaps she would be able to nab a batch ...
❛ –– uh, yeah! i know a place. hearthome city, they have a poffin house ... would that be of any use to you ... ? ❜ she placed the palm of her hands together in front of her chest, as if she were praying. ❛ it wouldn’t be a long journey, i don’t think. i mean, it’s two cities over, if we pass through solaceon town. either that, or we just give this crate to the veilstone department store ... but i don’t think you’ll get much out of that. ❜ also, they have a strict no team galactic policy, but she decided to keep that quiet.
hopefully this aarune guy had some kind of flying pokemon on him –– the grunt was far too lazy to walk a whole two cities over for some poffins. but then again, she hadn’t had a freshly baked poffin in a good while now –– maybe the journey would be worth it ... ?
❛ okay, so. we can either fly there and get there super quick, or walk. do you have a flying pokemon? can it carry a crate? do you even know where hearthome city is? i’m probably gonna have to guide you there, huh. gosh, this is the most work i’ve done in a long time, and i do a lot of work. i might even get in trouble since this isn’t my break, and –– ❜
she continued to ramble on while simultaneously releasing golbat from its pokemon, allowing it to screech in triumph upon being freed from its capsule.
A banshee-like screech roused Barry from a delightful daydream fantasy that involved him personally crushing Cyrus while riding on Dialga’s back. Given no prior warning, the blond could only yell out in return before Hulda rammed into him with a tackle that would make a football linebacker proud. The two tumbled to the ground in a heap, and it wasn’t long before the grunt began to tear into him like an angry Primeape. Barry felt instinctive tears spring to his eyes as Hulda tugged at his hair, ears, nose, anything…it hurt, but the grunt seemed to be blustering all over the place in a blind rage. So, despite his helpless position, the Sinnoh hero grinned from underneath the grunt as she mushed his cheeks together with more hisses. He was getting to her.
❛ if your mother taught you anything about manners, you’ll APOLOGISE!! SAY YOU’RE SORRY!!! ❜
“Schorry…” mumbled Barry, his eyes twinkling mischievously as he tried to speak through mashed cheeks. “I wonder ifsh I’m the one with bad mannersch…you’re the one beating me up! You’re not making Team Galactic look very good right now…are you?”
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caught up in mushing barry’s face up, hulda had failed to notice the attention she had attracted –– that was, until the trainer pointed it out. slowly, she removed her hands from the blond’s face, looking physically ill as she laid eyes on the small crowd of people before her. now that her face was as white as a sheet, hulda truly was stumped on how to react. she did attempt to speak out, but all that came out of her mouth was small stutters like ` u-uh ... ` & ` w-wait... `.
of course, barry was still looking as smug as ever.
in one quick, split-second decision, hulda produced the pokeball belonging to her golbat, releasing it with a flash of red light. the winged pokemon screeched on its release, fluttering over the two protectively. there was a pause before hulda gave it its order, still basically sitting on the trainer,
❛ GOLBAT, USE HAZE!! ❜
another screech, & a thick, black smog engulfed the area around the pair. now, the two had about thirty seconds to dash before it cleared & were made vulnerable once again. the grunt, being used to quick getaways, grabbed barry’s wrist & tried tugging him to his feet, before pulling him towards the west side of eterna city, around the back of the galactic building. this was so that they were hidden from view –– hulda would not allow herself to be arrested.
peeking around the side of the building, hulda caught sight of the confused locals, looking around for the troublesome pair who had been causing such a kerfuffle in their peaceful city. the haze was already lifting, which made hulda worry –– had they been seen escaping? she had hoped not. a few moments passed as she watched the locals disperse, probably just to go back to their homes. once the coast was clear, the grunt spun on her heel, absolutely livid, hammering barry’s chest with her fists.
❛ see what you’ve done!! now we’re both in so! much!! trouble!!! ❜
well guess who.. came crawlin back..... that’s right........... it’s ME even tho according to the we masterlist &. activity checks i never left the building so!!!
this was actually gonna be a thread tracker but i know what i’m doin. actually nvm here we go
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THAT’S ALL!!! but honestly @ every member of we &. especially the sinnoh folks.. THREAD W ME
With how hostile she was, Aarune frowned mildly in confusion. He hadn’t done anything to warrant such a reaction, right? Maybe she was having a bad day and he just so happened to make it worse? He had plenty of questions but none that he would be verbalizing anytime soon. The last thing he wanted was her to blow up on him if he made the wrong comment. Then again, would she get angry if he simply kept his mouth shut? What should he honestly do?
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❛ HYWAAH!! CAREFUL!!!!! ❜ he was opening that crate way too carefully! immediately, the covered her face &. part of her upper body with her hands &. one leg ( as if her knee was going to stop an explosion from harming her... ) to protect herself. instead of an explosion, there was silence... which was then followed by the sound of aarune talking to himself. ( he was actually talking to her, but she was too busy preparing herself for an explosion. ) at the sound of his voice, however, she did lower her hands, copying aarune’s actions by peaking over to look inside the crate.
it was just as he had said. berries. quite a lot of them, too. without even asking, the grunt grabbed a brightly coloured one from the crate, sniffing it. why did he need so many? maybe he makes poffins. perhaps if she was really nice to him from now on, he’d make her some... the whole idea of reporting this to the commanders had gone out of her head.
❛ why do you need so many of these? are you homeless or–– u-uh, i mean, are they all you eat? ❜ she did her best to smile back, placing the berry back in its crate. ❛ oh, yeah, i–– ❜ the grunt brushed her hands on her uniform, before extending one towards him ( rather reluctantly ). ❛ i’m grunt h-47, or... hhhhhhulda. yeah. ❜ maybe she should’ve just stuck with h-47, huh.
A small laugh escaped Jupiter’s lips upon seeing her underling topple over a computer in her haste to report, to apologize, to act like she had been working the whole time to her superior. Yet the commander could easily pick her way through lies, and H-47 was an open book when it came to fibbing. Jupiter heard the grunt’s hurried footsteps out in the hall, and clasped her hands expectantly as a comforting rush of power surged through her. This was the commander’s favorite part of her job.
I tell them to jump…and they ask how high.
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why hadn’t she seen this coming? there was no way in the distortion world that hulda would be leaving this room without commander jupiter looking over the files she had clutched so close to her chest. without commander jupiter realising how little work she had accomplished in the past hour, and how she was probably going to end up doing that walk of shame out from the office and into the bathroom, because she had been put on cleaning duty. ech.
❛ u-uh, well–– ❜ the grunt began, making an attempt at removing a piece of paper without dropping the entire folder, ❛ ––i was looking at, uh, the lake guardians. i don’t, uh, know wh-why cyrus seems so interested in them but i, u-uh, found out that the three represent, u-uh–– ❜ she squinted at the sheet of paper which she held rather close to her face, hoping to shield it from any signs of nervousness the commander would pick up on ( &. probably use to her advantage ), ❛ ––willpower, emotion &. knowledge... yeah. ❜ that was all she had done. that was when she nodded off to sleep. what if jupiter already knew that? oh, that would be embarrassing. placing the file back where it belonged, hulda couldn’t bring herself to meet the commander’s gaze. maybe if i keep my eyes on the floor, i won’t get in trouble was her logic, basically.
in all honesty, she could have cried. it was unlikely that would get her out of a punishment, however. jupiter wanted strong, thick-skinned grunts, not small cry babies who crack under the slightest bit of pressure. hulda’s feet shuffled on the tile floor, sending a small scuffling noise around the room. for a split second, she looked up at jupiter, who had that look on her face as if she was about to put someone ( hulda, probably ) to death. her gaze immediately fell to the floor again.
“i was almost fired that day–– if i had lost my job i’m sure i would have wiped you off the face of this EARTH!!”
Barry was honestly taken aback by the grunt’s sharp change in demeanor: she had gone from mild anger to full-blown rage in what felt like mere seconds! Nevertheless, the blond stood tall as the fuming minion prodded at his chest while spitting pure vitriol in his general direction. He had never seen anybody so mad before.
“Yes, it was me who defeated you and your rotten friends!” Barry finally replied with a winning smirk plastered on his face, not rattled in the least by Hulda’s rage. “And you know what, Grunt H-44? I could do it all again with my hands tied behind my back! Ha!”
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oh, oh no. people were staring; attention had been drawn to the two of them. hulda, despite being pushed closer &. closer to the point where she would full-on slap the trainer in his face, knew herself that she needed to get this data back to their eterna headquarters as soon as possible. if she left now, this brat would be left feeling smug, yet he hadn’t really stopped anything. she had everything she needed, so why did she feel like she wasn’t finished here?
perhaps it was because if she left, this idiot would still be running around, making attempts to stop team galactic. she couldn’t let that happen, nope. not when there was an opportunity to nip it in the bud now! drawing in a breath, the grunt finally stopped glancing around at those who were watching the two argue.
throughout this scuffle, hulda remained ( reasonably ) under control; it was when barry stuck his tongue out at her she really lost the plot. clenching her fists, hulda screeched in frustration before full-on lunging towards the trainer, knocking the two to the ground. from there, the grunt shoved her hands in barry’s face, one tugged at his hair while the other pulled at his ear. all of this, of course, was in full view of anyone who passed the statue.
❛ DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO YOU’RE TALKING TO!!! ❜ she cried, pulling his nose, ❛ STOP STOPPING ME FROM DOING MY JOB!!!!! ❜ now she was squishing his cheeks together, in an attempt to make him mouth words. ❛ if your mother taught you anything about manners, you’ll APOLOGISE!! SAY YOU’RE SORRY!!! ❜
One perk about working somewhere he loved, was that he never felt the need to take a day off. It wasn’t that Team Rocket didn’t offer him time off, they certainly did, but, Brynn never really felt worn out when he was at work. Often times, his friends begged him to take a day off, or, made fun of him for never looking worn down. So, when he had decided to take a small vacation, it surprised his tight-knit group of friends.
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this apron made her feel ridiculous. the logo, which had been printed on the front of it with massive flowery writing ` read pick a peck of colors flower shop: free berries available too! ` disgusting. far too cheery. just ` floaroma flower shop ` should have been okay. but this was her mother &. father that owned the place, &. she wasn’t exactly going to go complaining about it to them; it would break their hearts.
a look of dedication was visible on her features while she watered a small bunch of flowers, ensuring they didn’t wither away before they had been bought. that would be an embarrassment. the whole shop was brightly lit &. smelt extremely pleasant, as you would expect a flower shop to; while being a shop, it still had that small, homey atmosphere to it.
“u…uhm, excuse me, miss? i was wondering if i could have some help finding some flowers… i’m not really good at this.”
she looked up, meeting the other’s gaze. he looked awkward, embarrassed to ask such a question. it was one she was faced with all the time; tourists from around the world visited here just to buy their high quality flowers. hulda’s gaze eventually shifted from him to his pokemon; an ekans, curling around its trainer protectively.
❛ uh, yeah. what’s the occasion? ❜ she rose to her feet, dusting off her knees with gloved hands. ❛ a date? a death? did you know that almost every flower in this shop has a meaning? most people know that roses mean love, right? but did you know that the lily is often associated with death? or that the carnation itself can mean many things! example: a pink carnation means gratitude, while a white one represents remembrance!! AMAZING!!! ❜
her fists were clenched in front of her chest with excitement, &. a moment passed before she realised she was hyping herself up over flowers. embarrassing! she cleared her throat, gaze falling to the floor.
“Hm hm, I wonder...how will you amuse me today? Let’s find out.”
Jupiter’s sharp hazel eyes pored intensively over a futuristic screen displaying surveillance of her grunts hard at work. A few of her squad members were eagerly running battle simulations, but a vast majority of them were working feverishly at their own computers, knowing full-well that a simple lapse of attention could incur their overseer’s wrath.
Cyrus had put the eldest Galactic commander in charge of what was planned to be the team’s biggest operation to date, codenamed “VALOR”. Jupiter didn’t really know nor care about the plan’s exact details, only just finding out that her boss was hungrily pursing the three Lake Guardians with a renewed fever. The commander already had most of her grunts figuring out the exact schematics of Lake Valor in preparation for the plan’s launch. Unlike most other minions in the force, Jupiter’s grunts were all very sharp and intelligent.
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head perched on her desk just underneath the underside of her computer, small almost inaudible snores could be heard from the snoozing galactic grunt. it was rare she actually fell asleep at her desk, as most of the time she was able to get herself to team galactic’s very own nap room before she conked out. not this time! she was aware of the cameras watching her, which is why she tactically placed her head underneath her computer monitor so that she ( thought ) she was out of view.
❛ H-47! ❜
jolting upright, the back of hulda’s head crashed into her computer monitor, sending it toppling over onto its back while the whole office she was currently placed in watched, wide eyed. dazed, as anyone would be after such an awakening, hulda blinked &. looked around, before realising that it was the tannoy that had awoken her. jupiter, using the tannoy. that was always good news.
she swallowed, slowly pushing herself away from her desk &. began gathering up whatever pieces of data &. evidence she had collected, with the reports, too. right now she was examining the remains from the valor bombing, which, right now, there was nothing to really show besides the soil that contained traces of the metal they had used to construct the bomb. &. she was sure that wasn’t what jupiter was wanting to see.
on her way down the hallway &. towards jupiter’s office, hulda began contemplating her entire life. if she wanted, she could quit her job &. join her parents in the flower shop. much less stressful. but being part of team galactic made her feel like she was part of something–– plus, she’d much rather sit at a computer all day than selling flowers to dippy tourists.
a moment of silence before she pushed the metallic door to the commander’s office open, slinking inside &. shutting it behind her. fingers curled around the binder which contained multiple reports nervously, as she kept her gaze low while giving the commander a small salute.
❛ h-47 reporting for duty, ma’am–– i, uh, believe you wished to s-see me. ❜
I wish to inform you that it is now Snooker on the list. Petition to change Barry's name to Bobby. Might as well change Dawn to Dory and Flint to Ronald McDonald.
they had though a controlled explosion would be awfully hard to pull off. the smoke &. debris was gusted around everywhere, leaving some people with their eyes forced shut &. others complaining that dust had slipped into their eyes while they had been observing the spectacle unfold. the sound of sirens echoed in the distance, whilst the screams of surprise from those who weren’t a part of team galactic filled the air.
it truly was chaos, just as planned.
❛ congratulations, ❜ hulda’s unusually calm tone lingered in other grunts’ receivers, ❛ operation VALOR has been a success. each of you have duties you have been assigned with, &. i suggest that if you do not wish to spend the rest of your life behind bars, you carry it out quickly. h-47 out. ❜ after finishing the transmission, hulda looked up to her commander, saturn, as if expecting orders. but the commander remained still, unmoving gaze set on the smoke that rose from a base of flames just through the trees from where they stood.
observing their work for only a few more seconds, saturn eventually signalled for hulda &. tyhe two other grunts who flanked him to keep guard outside of the cavern, where the legendary pokemon was said to sleep. while she was frustrated she hadn’t been chosen to actually venture inside the cavern, she had refused to make anymore of a scene that what had just observed &. took her place right outside the cavern’s entrance.
depending on how long saturn took to actually obtain the legendary pokemon, she could be there for hours.
decided to make an aesthetic graphic for hulda!! i’ll probably be taking these as requests on thursday after my mock art exam, so there’s that! ( the gingaesthetic blog came in handy for this! )
the sound of custom-made boots pattering filled the futuristic-styled corridor as the grunt was able to keep up a brisk walking pace until she was outside her boss’ office door. a clipboard was tucked under her arm, containing a list of names who were embarking on the mission, along with their boss, who had decided he was going to become a part of it personally. it appeared he wanted to make sure the job was done correctly; finding &. obtaining both the lustrous orb &. adamant orb. quite the task.
rumoured to lie at the top of mt. coronet, both the lustrous &. adamant orbs, also known as the spacetime orbs, had a direct link to dialga &. palkia. hulda herself wasn’t completely sure on how they were connected; &. it wasn’t known if her boss did, either. perhaps that was why he was travelling with a small squad of grunts; so he could find out.
a hand came up, hesitant to knock on the office door, before pushing it open. the grunt took a few steps inside the room, allowing the door to close behind her with a click, before saluting to the galactic boss who sat at his desk before her. everything about cyrus’ presence put her on edge; his lack of emotion, his stare, his monotone voice–– everything.
❛ good afternoon, master cyrus. grunt h-47 reporting for duty, regarding the mission requiring you to travel to the very peak of mt. coronet, in order to obtain the spacetime orbs. i have obtained a list containing the names of those who will be accompanying you; myself included. i am here to inform you that we are ready to begin travelling whenever you are, however it is advised we do it sooner rather than later, as it will be difficult to seek out both the lustrous &. adamant orbs when the sun has set. that is all, sir. ❜
saluting once more, the grunt placed the clipboard on his desk, the names facing him while she awaited some kind of response &. / or dismissal.
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