She couldn't believe she was doing this.
After speaking with Archer about joining up with Team Rocket once more, she found herself pondering over the possibilities of the old gang reuniting. Archer, as vague as ever, never really gave her a formal response on whether or not everyone from the Executives would be joining back up again.. But he did seem to have the right idea that they would be. She knew that he would have more than one way of persuading them to join back up if he had to, but she.. had her doubts with his methods. Ariana knew that Proton, as dimwitted as he was, would blindly follow Team Rocket, as well as Archer.. But what if he had changed his ways since they last all saw one another? What if he had decided he grew a back bone, and didn't want to speak with them again? Or maybe Archer's tactics of getting him to join up again didn't exactly work..Â
So, she had decided that, maybe it was high time to find their dear friend Proton.Â
If Archer hadn't convinced him, or even spoken to him, then.. well, she would be the first to speak with him. And.. if Archer spoke to him already, and he originally declined, then she would just merely say she was in passing.. or perhaps even say that she came because Archer instructed her to.Â
It was pretty easy to pull things over on others.Â
She had received word from her intel that Proton was now located in the Sinnoh region- Sandgem Town, to be exact. So, she arrived to the little town as quickly as possible so she could meet up with him. Donned in a dress, cardigan, high heels, and sunglasses, Ariana made her way through the.. little quaint town of Sandgem.Â
"Of all the places to even go to, that dimwit picks here.." Ariana grumbled, crossing her arms. She raised a brow as a few people were out, and about for the day- watching as little families ran around, and to the beach that resided next to the sandy areas. "What imbeciles." She muttered. The Executive found his home though- all neatly tended to, and almost barren of all decorations.. Aside from a small little Slowpoke doorbell ornament. "Cute." Scoffing, she rang the door bell- waiting for him to come to the door. "He better be here today.. If he is not, I am going to kill that fool."Â
Growing impatient already, she began to pound at his front door. "Proton!" She hissed out, glaring at the door. "Open this door now!"