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Giovanni hunched over his desk, the folder in front of him sprawled open to pictures and information on a member of Team Rocket, a grunt. The Rocket leader held up a picture of the grunt.

“This grunt abandoned us this morning, seeing as he was in your platoon, Proton, you are the man to ask.” Giovanni sighed. “Do you have any information on who he would go to? He’s seen too much.”

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Fumihiro sat quietly on the ground outside the Celadon city casino. Waiting for his parents who would never come. Taking a stick and drawing in the dirt by the front wall of the building was how he spent his time as he waited. It was getting awfully late and he was getting hungry, though.. this wasn’t uncommon for him. His parents rarely cared or fed him, preferring instead to focus on their gambling addiction. They were poor and always said they would strike it rich.

Alas, that never happened and now poor little Fumihiro sat alone and unwanted waiting for his parents who were no longer there. At least during this time he had befriended a meek little Ekans to keep him company.

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His cheeks burned a bright red as he accidentally crumpled the paper in his hand, startled by the approach. Shit, he shouldn´t have stared that obviously, but how could he not? "I...I...h-hi. You´re tall. That´s...new...for me. You know...because most other 'me' are short."

Ohh, he was right! That was just precious, a little lookalike admiring him... this could be fun- he looked like fun. “It’s that uncommon, hm? That is a shame. You like tall men, cutie? Haven’t met a double before.. how lucky you are to be the first one.”

Arm still draped around the other, he eyed the crumpled up paper- what a shame. “Hm.. you gonna introduce yourself? You are me, yes, but.. need a defining name, you know.”

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"Mmmkay. I just take the seizure meds, though."

Onyx wanders for a moment if there's anyone in the house that ISN'T on some type of medication, promptly decides she doesn't care, and scrambles up onto the counter to try and read the names.

Hmm... Ah, yes. As expected, they're all completely unintelligable.

"How come they don't give 'em regular names? Stuff that's easy t-to read and remember?"

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His eyes were cold as he looked over at Alex, a deep frown on his lips. "I´m well aware that it was you who blew this mission. So what I´m trying here is to give you a bit of an incentive to be more careful next time. Otherwise broken bones may be the least of your brothers worries." There was another resounding snap as he bend the third finger back until the bone gave way, taking care that the joints would remain intact. After all...the grunt was still useful.

"Please, just stop! I don’t care what you do to me, just leave him alone!”

Alex pleaded with the Executive, unable to stomach his brother’s pained cries. And the worst part was, this was his fault for screwing up in the first place.

His pink-haired twin couldn’t look Alex in the eyes, instead letting a fresh flow of hot tears run down his cheeks. He was tempted to ask for something to bite down on, knowing full well that if he grit his teeth even more he’d do himself more damage.

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@atknifepoint Proton couldn't even get out any more words at first- he's too in shock, too scared and happy and too shaky to think straight- all he could do was cling to Lance like his life depended on it. Really, it might as well have. He had to keep him safe now.. he couldn't let this happen again. Ever. "Lance... you- you WERE- I- god, it doesn't matter, you're here now, you're alive, I.. I missed you so much...." How could one even tell a man that he'd been brought back to life? He doesn't know, and he isn't sure he cared.

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“I…ok, I know this will sound absolutely crazy, especially because this isn’t my body but…Lambda I’m back. I’m alive, please…ask me anything, anything at all only Lance would be able to answer.”

       That... made him pause. “I... listen, kid, I know you want to help me, but... please, don’t. Don’t give me false hope like that. It hurts more than you know.” He reached up to pet Missy, not wanting to look at the grunt. Gods, he knew better, but he still hoped...