The Commander of Stone

"Interesting and quite curious" ((Part of The Pokemon Gym))

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A...Wedding?

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He was surprised at how calm Cyrus always was. Bill didn’t know what he was expecting, but it was just odd. It looked like a lot was going on inside his head… maybe this was a smart guy. Still, it was kind of creepy to think that the leader of Team Galactic was right next to him.

“Hm? Oh, hey, I’m Bill.” He really didn’t think they were going to talk at all, which would’ve been fine with him. Cyrus’ hand was stuck out awkwardly, and it took Bill a second to realize that he wanted to shake hands. He hastily stuck out his hand too, and they shook hands for less than a second. There was no way he could make any kind of conversation with this guy! At least… not normal conversation… Thinking back to all of the things he’d heard of Team Galactic, he decided he’d talk about that and see if Cyrus really was evil at all. Did he maybe have good intentions?

“Uh, so anyway… I couldn’t help but notice that you’re the leader of Team Galactic. I know that’s not really the best way to start conversation, but, I want to know something. Why exactly did you want to do all of that? What was your ultimate goal? I’ve heard a lot of bad things about Team Galactic, but… you don’t seem that bad.” 

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So the handshake had been appropriate. Good. Cyrus discretely pulled a disinfectant wipe from his pocket, cleaning his hand off under the table. As amiable as this Bill fellow seemed at first glance, Cyrus wasn't taking any chances with germs.

He was silent a moment, after Bill's prompted question. Had it not been obvious enough? Or had the media simply covered it in a biased manner? Resting his hands in his lap, and using his normal, calm and even voice, Cyrus decided to indulge the man's question. "Tell me, Bill, have you ever been bullied? Not because you did anything particularly wrong or inhumane, but simply because you were different, or refused to conform to society's standards of 'normal'?" He would try to keep from working himself up, however concealing his passion for the subject would be hard to do. "I have been. Repeatedly. By not one, but many groups of people. All throughout my life, I have been a victim of bullying, even though I made no qualms with others. It seemed to me to be a part of the human nature had been flawed, that they feel the need to trample the innocent, and berate the weak. I wanted to stand up for those without a voice, or those too scared or small to make a difference. Team Galactic was going to correct that part of the human nature that was flawed, make it pure and seamless as we were meant to be. Unfortunately, my means were...incorrect." Yes, play the contrite card...that was what he would need to do. Claim defeat and redirection.

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A...Wedding? [Open]

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Bill had figured that he would go to this wedding, because he wasn’t busy or anything. The fact that he wasn’t even sure whose wedding it was didn’t stop him, but it did make him a little hesitant. Still, it sounded like a lot of people were going to go, so he just jumped on the bandwagon.

Of course, he was the last to sit down. He was late, he didn’t know where everyone was for a minute, and everything just ended up stacking up in the worst way possible. Not to mention that everyone was having cake, and he was pretty sure that he couldn’t have it (lactose intolerant). But, whatever, he didn’t know where to sit anyway. It didn’t matter that there were only a few seats left.

Although… he didn’t really want to sit next to the somewhat creepy Team Galactic guy. Why is it that he always ended up talking to the leaders of criminal organizations? Still, it was obvious why that was the last seat. This guy was the least approachable person at the whole wedding. 

“Uh…. mind if I sit here?” His attempt at using a normal voice had failed, and it was easy to tell that he was a bit intimidated. Still, Cyrus was probably used to that. It looked like he didn’t like or trust anyone. Bill still sat down before he could even answer. “Sorry, this is the last seat…” 

Well, this was going to be awkward. He hoped that Cyrus was more social than he looked, but he knew it wasn’t likely.

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Normally Cyrus would have felt inconvenienced by the presence of this new stranger, but he merely blinked his eyes at the brunette. "That's fine," he waved his hand dismissively. He took a sip of his Ginger Ale, he had poured it into one of the wine glasses to blend in with the rest of the intoxicated party, but from a second glance at his companion, it appeared it had been unnecessary.

He could easily tell the young man was unnerved. Yes...it was very likely Cyrus's reputation had preceded himself. Perhaps idle conversation was appropriate? He cleared his throat, "I'm Cyrus," he said stiffly, sticking out his hand uneasily for the other to shake. That was what people did in social situations, right? He had some disinfectant wipes in his pocket, just incase the other obliged the handshake. "And you are...?" He raised one of his hairless eyebrows questioningly.

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A...Wedding? [Open]

Cyrus wasn't very fond of emotional events such as weddings, but it was  nearly a necessity to build up public relations if he wanted to bring Team Galactic into a reputable name, again. So a wedding it would be. How droll.

He had put on one of his business suits, as it was the only 'dressy' thing he owned, and he felt it unnecessary to buy a new outfit for such a revolting occasion. He gazed around at the other patrons who had been invited. They seemed to be happy and ignorant enough to indulge in their inner desires. The alcohol brimming their glasses was pathetic enough, but to see them acting on impaired judgement seemed...well stupid. Not to mention he had been in an overall foul mood ever since his commanders had bailed on him. It was a shame they couldn't handle the new work load. Clearly he was the only person suited to carry out such a task. His faith in them had been poorly placed.

He let out a soft sigh, as he gazed down at his plate. At least there was cake. While Cyrus wasn't particularly fond of cake, a well-made, moist one with fondant always had a place in his heart -- err, stomach.

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((And just like that all my commanders left. I...I'm not really sure what to do with Cyrus, right now. Without commanders, there's not much for him to do or anyone for him to easily interact with. Unless someone can convince me otherwise, I'm probably going to drop him, but I really don't want to. :c ))

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((Would anyone like to thread with Cyrus? I need to be more active here. Dx ))

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-slips coal in your ask box- Hohohoooo! You've been a very naughty boy this year, Cyrus!

I suppose I can use this to fuel some sort of prototype machine. While coal is a very reliable source of power, it's a dwindling resource, so I'm not quite sure if I'll be able to cater something to run off that, since most of the machines I use are designed to run solely off electricity.

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((I log in to see Mars and Jupiter fighting))

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Jupiter sighed, waiting for someone to answer over at the Galactic Headquarters. Was communication really that terrible over there these days? She had been trapped in the freezing hellhole known as Unova for a month now because something went out with the team’s jet and having a police record made going through Mistralton almost impossible.

At least being stuck somewhere new wasn’t as boring as she thought it would be, but Master Cyrus was not going to be pleased about this. Maybe someone would actually be competent enough to reply to her call for once.

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Cyrus found it kept the grunts on their toes to occasionally do walkthroughs of each department. If they didn't know when he was coming through, they were more apt to work harder and more efficiently. He'd occasionally ask questions to show an interest in their work, but he tried to avoid that, because some of them tended to break down under pressure. A pity the hivemind had been deactivated, then he needn't worry about such walkthroughs or questioning.

As he was taking a walk through the Communications Lab, he noticed one of the machines was giving a feeble beeping noise, over and over. He walked over to it to inspect it. "What is this?" He asked, leaning forward to get a better look. It appeared to be a map of one of the regions with a small dot blinking in time with the beeping.

"Th-that's an emergency line, Sir." one of the grunts replied, hurrying over to gaze at what Cyrus was gazing at. "It's supposed to report distress signals from our Team, but it's been having glitches for about a month, now." He placed his hands over the screen, trying to cover it up, "It's nothing you need to worry about, probably just another glitch."

Cyrus was silent for a moment, brushing the hands away with one of his own. "What region is that? Is that Unova?"

"I-I believe so, Sir."

Cyrus was silent, again, contemplating any implications this might have. "Is there any chance that's actually a distress signal, and not some 'glitch'?"

The grunt gulped, "I-it's possible, Sir."

Cyrus nodded at him, "Then try to contact the craft. Now."

Hesitantly, the grunt picked up the microphone connected to the emergency system, tweaking a few buttons before calling in. "Hello? Is there anyone on this frequency? This is K-04, do you read me?"

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((Well hurry up, I think I'm in danger of being inactive! D: ))

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((All my threads are apparently dead, so if anyone would like to rp with me, let me know.))

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Secret Santa || Cyrus & Ruby

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Ruby blinked and the desire to know what the box he was holding contained grew on him..”Would you mind if I open my present now?..I am really curious to know what you bought..and if it fits with my likings Mister Cyrus..” Ruby smiled and gently pushed the man from his back offering him a warm place close to the fireplace. Taking a seat near him Ruby left the present on his legs.

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"Of course," Cyrus gave the slightest nod of his head. The faintest Mona-Lisa-smile graced Cyrus's lips. Inside the bag was a simple three-wick candle scented like 'Sweet Pea' and a small tiara encrusted with sparkling moonstones. Again, it was a female-tendered gift, as who would have known, someone named 'Ruby' would turn out to be a male?

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“Briefly.. We haven’t gotten the chance to talk so much.. Unfortunately I am quite misinformed for the most part.” Her lips pursed as he mentioned on filling her in. It would be nice to hear from Cyrus, maybe even learn bits and pieces of his time in the distortion world. As much as she would love to hear it all, she did not want to overwork him so early on. Though, as he mentioned their fellow missing commander, her face fell slightly. She had not really heard from the little drift there was some time back. “I honestly haven’t seen him in a while. Nor heard any news of his whereabouts.. I apologize for not being much of help in that part.”

Her attention being drawn back to the present, she looked back at the leader. “Master Cyrus.. You called for us. Was there something you would like for us to handle?”

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Cyrus briefly rose one of his hairless eyebrows at the mention of Saturn. He hadn't realized he had voiced his disappointment in the male commander's whereabouts; or perhaps Mars had acquired some sort of telepathy in his absence. "I'm in no rush, Commander. Since Jupiter is taking her time arriving, we might as well put it to use and debrief you. I'd hate to have to repeat myself on the new information I have to put out." Jupiter had appeared so on top of her game, it was disappointing to see her slacking in this manner. Hopefully she hadn't used his illness as an excuse to leave for vacation or other nonsense. But by saying he was in no rush, he simply meant there was nothing else of importance on his agenda for today, that didn't mean that his patience was unending.

Cyrus placed his hands in his lap, maintaining a calm demeanor. "As I'm sure you're aware, Team Galactic isn't on the most sincere terms with the community. In fact, due to common mistrust, people refuse to serve us in the most honest of situations. So, in order to amend our reputation, we must stop our facades for a while. We must earn the trust of our society in the despicable manner of genuinity."

"I plan to make us back into a simple research company. We will invest into research of both the past history, and the technology of the stars. We will use this opportunity to not only rebuild connections with powerful companies, but to also replenish our depleted resources and finances. Team Galactic was once respected, and we shall reinstate that stigma, once more. I want everyone -- even the grunts training their pokemon, as once we restore our reputation, I still intend to find a way to continue our plans of purifying this world. Just remember: We will only be playing by society's rules as a necessity, not because we agree with them or what they did."

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Secret Santa || Cyrus & Ruby

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Ruby’s eyes opened wide, he did feel embarrassed for making such a mistake. He even felt bad for his present’s owner, calling him with that name. ‘Excuse me Cyrus..I misunderstood then..and yes I am Ruby..” Ruby sighted..the man didnt seem friendly, he would have never made someone like Ruby his friend, more now that he called him as a mediterranean island..heh, still it was kind fun, back to reality, Ruby rised his hands making the pink box with the red ribbon he was holding approach the tall man, at least he was hoping his present would bring those two closer, it took mee hours to make it after all, he wanted Cyrus to like it.

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"Ah, very well then," Cyrus said, gently taking the package from Ruby. With his other hand he held out the gift bag, "And this is...for you. Please pardon my choice, as I may have thought you were a female, with only knowing your name..." He should have gone with the plutonium, as was his first idea. But alas, it was too late to go back, now. Perhaps the boy might not dislike the gift so much, as his mannerisms did appear he might be on the more feminine side of the male spectrum.

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Secret Santa || Cyrus & Ruby

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Ruby had been wandering into the cabin for some minutes searching for his present’s owner. Unlike Cyrus, Ruby wanted his present to be too good and extraordinary, so he didn’t even think of searching something to buy, he made it all himself, as he was looking down to it he didnt notice the tall man who was infront of him and slightly hit on him.

”O-oh I am sorry..” He turned and looked up at him. ”Actually , are you Cyprus?” He raised his brow, he realised it in a flash as he knew the man’s appearance. He had decided from before to gift Cyprus a present after all.

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He stared down at boy, trying not to frown as he cleared his throat cautiously. "My name is Cyrus, like the Persian king, not the miniscule Mediterranean island." It wouldn't do to come off entirely rude for a first impression, but he had been given a strong name, and wouldn't allow that to be downgraded in such a fashion. He fidgeted with the bag in his hands, awkwardly. "Am I to assume you are the one named 'Ruby'?" A name after a rare stone, usually saved for females, but parents nowadays would name their children anything. It was as if everyone was trying to find a way to claim uniqueness without thinking of how such names might get their children bullied in school. He'd try not to judge the boy too harshly for his parents' choice in names.

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“Mostly the latter, but I did run into a few of their grunts. And a few of ours.” She grumbled under her breath. Once the team fell apart, they all really did go their own way. There were quite a few that were still loyal to Cyrus even though he was no longer physically there. It was probably the commanders constant nagging that he would return that many stood. Nonetheless, running into those who fled with their tail between their legs to a foreign region.. Lets just say she did not think twice before talking some sense into them.

“There really is nothing much to them. They have more of the drive to kill rather to create a balance.. Find the flaws that need to be fix. Honestly, I really doubt any of them lot really think.”

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Cyrus was silent a moment, taking in what she had said. "Tell me, Commander, do you see Team Plasma as a threat to our mission?" From what he had learned on his own, the other organization seemed like it wouldn't touch him in any fashion. Regardless, once Team Galactic's plans reached fruition, any opposition would no longer exist.

"And since you've returned, am I to assume Jupiter has debriefed you, or shall we take the time to do that now?" He had hoped maybe the Saturn had returned as well, but he wouldn't hold his breath much longer. Team Galactic needed to begin making progress, and would do so with or without the missing pieces.

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Secret Santa || Cyrus & Ruby

Cyrus had been suckered into this trivial holiday of gift-giving. Normally, he wouldn't have even indulged such an invitation, but now, more than ever, he needed to acquire positive connections with the population. He had simply grabbed an item from the local gas station and put it in a gift bag.

As he arrived at the designated cabin, he was met with an aesthetically pleasing atmosphere. He supposed this meant he would have to feign being happy. At least the appetizers looked good, if nothing else.

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Mars had actually been away for a short period of time from headquarters, mostly on a short journey to be able to work on herself but to see if there was a way to find that one person she had been waiting for to return. She had gotten a call from one of her fellow commanders stating that their master was back. Mars would have been back sooner if it weren’t for the bad weather problems the other regions were having. “Arceus dammit!” She hissed, throwing her duffle bag off her bed. “I want to see him!” The redhead called out, sitting at the foot of her bed, huffing in frustration. She had been previously denied access to see their leader because he was resting. 

Her behavior did a 180 degree change once she heard a familiar voice being called out speakers in the corner of her room. “Master Cyrus!” She called out, quieting down to hear the message.

“I need all Team Galactic Commanders to report to my office at once.” 

It sounded.. Urgent. Not thinking about it, she slid her boots on to complete her uniform. Adjusting her head usual devices, she headed on out her room and down the hall to the leader’s office. Pressing a few buttons, she waited for the doors to slide open before announcing herself.

“Commander Mars reporting!” The redhead called out, taking steps towards him, kneeling shortly before him.

“Welcome back, sir. I apologize for not being able to greet you earlier. I was away in the Unova region, settling some minor businesses.”

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Cyrus merely looked up from his computer as the redheaded commander entered his office. "Rise, Commander," he ordered before gesturing to a chair in front of his desk. "Please sit." He only did so because he didn't feel like getting up. Even having recovered, he had grown adjusted to saving his strength until absolutely necessary. "I'm pleased to see you've returned. You were in Unova, you say? Do elaborate; I'm curious to hear more. Did you encounter this 'Team Plasma' I've heard of, or was it more trivial matters?" Ever since Jupiter had told him grunts had left for Team Plasma, Cyrus had grown a small fascination with the rival team.