Multitalented

[therocketwiththorns]

by GuroCakes @ Gaiaonline.  Apparently Sylvia likes being ironic.

[therocketwiththorns]

Study Hall || Lyra & Sylvia

[dischordisms]

Lyra had no problem putting her work aside. She had plenty of time to focus on it later, but, right now, there was a friend that she hadn’t seen in months.

"There were a few. I was referring to rumors in general, but a couple of people noticed you were missing. I seem to recall one of the most popular being that you were sent to Orre, though the reason why changed every time I heard it." She snorted, before continuing. "Either nobody could come up with a legitimate reason behind your disappearance or I always ended up hearing the bizarre versions that are mangled beyond belief. Hence the whole ‘ignore rumors’ stance."

"You’re moving to the science department? That’s so cool!" Lyra had no doubt that Sylvia belonged there. The older girl was smart and needed to be somewhere that could use her intellect. "I plan on waiting a bit before moving to the labs and, when I do, I’ll probably just work as an assistant while I finish getting a degree."

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Sylvia let Lyra's story marinate for a moment, her eyes blinking at the brunette in disbelief and a little bit of amusement. "Wow, I... was not expecting my absence to go noticed. Certainly not enough to cause rumors." But who was she kidding? They were kind of funny. Letting her face fall, Sylvia lifted a hand to cover her lips and giggled softly so as not to disturb anyone who was actually here to use the library properly. "Orre though, huh? Whoever was talking about me had quite the imagination." 

A sigh slipped through Sylvia's lips, and she brushed back a piece of her hair as the amusement faded. For a second, she'd almost forgotten that there was an actual bitter reality hidden behind all of those rumors, and her face began to bear its sadness as that hit her. She caught herself though--wrinkling her nose before settling into a neutral expression with a light smile that would allow her to move on. "Going off of those stories, I'd venture to guess that none of the ones that circulated were on the mark. So you certainly have good judgement."

At the question, Sylvia bit her lip, and actually glanced away from the conversation. Certainly she was considering something, but in this case, Sylvia decided it would be safe to be completely honest. "Well, in a sense... yes. Actually, the scientist position won't be the only one I'll be filling from now on." Sylvia glanced around, her voice lowering as she leaned into the table with her expression turned entirely bashful. "I'm also training to become a Spy. Once I finish, I believe I'll be free to do what you're doing."

She smiled, looking over Lyra and her collection of books. "I'm sure you could start assisting in the laboratories now if you asked the right person. Surely, the extra hands-on experience would be more helpful to you than generalized grunt work, don't you think?" 

[therocketwiththorns]

The two people closest to you are hanging off of a cliff and you can only save one. Who are they, and who do you save?

"Who are they indeed... That's a very good question. I'm not certain I know the answer, myself."

[therocketwiththorns]

((Personally I find the text to be way more interesting but have a Sylvia graph. As with Emma's, the breakdown and commentary's below the cut.

I can't help but wonder what she would've gotten had the questions explored a relationship with the rules more cause I know there are some that Sylvia's willing to exploit. With that said, even amongst the Team she follows pretty obediently, so I'd say this is pretty solid in capturing one big part of her.))

[astralsprout]

Commission I did on Gaia of Ky to the rescue’s OC.

[therocketwiththorns]

OOSea: Curly haired baaaaaabe * w * In case you were ever wondering what her hair looks like before she straightens it. ;3 (Art's by OP, obvifishly. * w *)

[therocketwiththorns]

by Lady Mist @ Gaia / Falling Mist @ Deviantart

[therocketwiththorns]

I bought a casual sketch for a casual nerd.  by MCCtHEP @ Gaiaonline

[therocketwiththorns]

A memory that embarrasses you?

"Hmm... embarrassing memories... I don't often embarrass myself, actually, however: any time I recall the period of time I was romantically attracted to Lyra I pretty much implode on the inside. Will that suffice?"

[therocketwiththorns]

Have you ever liked someone you didn’t expect to?

"Uhm... I mean.. I don't really expect anaybody I like, really... I guess there's one girl I kinda like but didn't think I would and she's new."

[therocketwiththorns]

How do you like to eat your hotdogs?

Oh loohk an old message the mun forgot

"IIIIIII don't. Yep."

[therocketwiththorns]

TMI Tuesday

feauturing loopy Syl

[therocketwiththorns]

"Just Business" || Sylvia & Giovanni

[lordoftheland]

That morning when Giovanni went over his schedule there was a name he hadn’t expected to see. A Miss Sylvia Rose, the very same one he recalled handing over to her father in exchange for a new building. Yet here she was, scheduled to see him personally. 

Giovanni did his own research in preparation to find out what had happened in those months in between. So since she was the one with the power, and the money, she decided to come back to Team Rocket on her own?

What an interesting turn of events. He was curious to find out what she wanted.

The Boss looked at his clock and saw that it was time to let her in. Precisely on time, not a minute more or a minute less.

He stood up from his seat when she entered, and met her extended hand with his own for a shake.

"Good morning, Ms. Rose. It’s no trouble at all. Please, have a seat."

Giovanni returned to his seat behind his desk. The Boss postured with professional attention, his arms folded in front of him and resting on the edge of his desk.

"I’m curious to know what has brought you back." He said, wasting no time in giving Sylvia the opportunity to get to the point of her visit.

[therocketwiththorns]

Sylvia's shake was a firm one--the kind you'd expect from a middle-aged man or a child who's overachieving. This was due in part to how she was raised, but more aptly was a habit she'd built to counter the many looks she'd received that displayed just how much her to-be partners did not take her seriously. 'A teenage girl running a business. Right.' And perhaps it was true that Giovanni wasn't that kind of man. Sylvia had done her homework years ago; she knew the extent to which he would exploit potential. This was part of what had given her the confidence to pursue him.

As Sylvia took her seat, she completely hid how relieved she was to be on this side of a desk and representing no one but herself. Her would be sigh shrunk quietly behind that doll-like smirk her mother had given her and a pair of eyes that were content but respectfully challenging. And although Sylvia was typically the kind to appreciate skipping the formalities, this was not a question she would answer straight off for him.

"I'm sure you heard of La Veigne Rose's unfortunate collapse. As well, if you listened to--" an amused scoff," --the media, you'd have likely heard that the company's heiress was particularly sorrowful to have wasted her father's generous investment in her." 

And now the smile turned sly. She wasn't about to monologue, yet her point was clear. "But clearly you're no fool, so I'll keep this simple." 

Now Sylvia finally sighed, but this one was quiet and certainly not for any sort of relief. She moved her hands from her lap, lacing her fingers lightly before placing them onto the edge of the desk. "I've lost more time than I cared to have running a business that was, frankly, a sad waste of my talents. I'd rather not spend the next years of my life taking more unnecessary steps. You run a company that could offer me the unique opportunity to educate myself, gain field experience, and create, all in one setting--without having to limit myself for the sake of morality."

A pause. Sylvia shifted slightly again, her fingers now resting lightly on her cheek in utterly faux consideration. "Unfortunately, to simply sign up again would be to start over, and, as you might have gathered, that wouldn't suit my interests, either. This is why I'm meeting with you myself rather than humoring your bureaucracy."

[therocketwiththorns]

Study Hall || Lyra & Sylvia

[dischordisms]

Lyra barely noticed the spelling errors she made as Sylvia was sitting down. It took her much longer than normal to erase them and put in the answer she meant to. After finishing her writing, she set her pencil down, though she didn’t bother closing her book. She’d most likely get back to it at some point.

"Came to find me, huh?" One eyebrow went up, even though she supposed she wasn’t too surprised. After all, this was the girl whom she had called a sister once, even if she was drunk and trying to stab a table at the time. “I’m glad you did. I stopped listening to rumors a while ago and it would have been a long time before I ever learned you were back.”

She blushed a bit at Sylvia’s comment. “Yeah… it took some prodding from Silver, but it’s worth it. I study Pokémon biology and behavior. Figured it’d come in handy and I already know a pretty good bit. Being a Pokedex kid comes with perks like that.”

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She was being a distraction. She could tell she was being a distraction. But what Sylvia wasn't sure about was what exactly that meant. Logically, she probably shouldn't have even been worrying about that... all would reveal itself in due course, would it not? 

Actually, Sylvia wasn't sure about that, either. She wasn't sure what she wanted to say, or when she wanted to say it. Not that she was inclined to lie if Lyra asked, but she wasn't sure that... that would actually happen. But what Lyra did say piqued her interest, although not expressly for curiosity's sake. Sylvia leaned back a little bit, not bothering to hide her confusion or surprise. "There were rumors about me...?" 

Sylvia had never thought it possible that she could have left enough of an impression to be talked about to begin with. Much less by... strangers. She swallowed, suddenly a little ill, and looked down. "I hope they're not true." Because frankly, her story was meant to stay secret. Maybe she would tell a select few, but hopefully, everyone would forget anything happened to her so that she could do the same.

At Silver's name, Sylvia managed a bit of a smile. She barely noticed as she brushed her hair back, looked up and sighed herself into looking at least a little convincingly comfortable again. "Does this mean you'll be joining the scientific team shortly?" The thought of that actually cheered Sylvia up again. "We'd probably get to work together, if that ends up being the case."

[therocketwiththorns]

Building Blocks || Sylvia & Ellie

[thatspunkyredhead]

"Wait how did you…" Before Ellie could respond, she remembered what she did wrong. "Oh yeah, I spoke out loud. Sorry about that." The burnette scratched her head. "I don’t know, I guess I was just excited to meet someone my age. Thats all that was, no harm or anything." She was fully aware that she had to get along with her superiors, regardless of age. It was a matter of meeting someone around her age group that made her feel at ease, not that she wasn’t confident in herself already.

"Taking apart and putting back together Pokeballs? This shouldn’t be a problem at all! Allow me to get my small screwdriver!" Ellie went to her smallest case and took out her small screwdriver. "Since I would only need to take apart and put back together Pokeballs, this screwdriver will do the trick!" The redhead opened the Pokeball, ready to take it apart.

She started with the back of the Pokeball, using her small screwdriver to unscrew the nuts that attached the top of the Pokeball from the bottom. Then, she placed the top part of the Pokeball to the side along with the unscrewed nuts. “So here we have what the inside of a regular Pokeball looks like. As you can see, I simply removed the top portion of the ball. Unless you also wanted to see the top portion.”

[therocketwiththorns]

"Alright." Sylvia's lips parted into a smile that was largely unapologetic. This was kind of cute, wasn't it? If only she knew what kind of nineteen-year-old she was dealing with. As young as Sylvia was, actually acting like a teenager did not come naturally to her. Either she was being professional and therefore too adult, or she was too reserved to interact, leading Sylvia to believe she was the last "Rocket my age" to be excited about.

Sigh. Oh, well. For this particular Pokeball, Sylvia only needed to confirm what was written, so she took out a red pen and highlighter. While Ellie got her things together, Sylvia placed herself over the blueprints and glanced over them once more just to fill the time. Considering the fact that she could draw this blueprint by memory, even the fact that she was notating the differences (assuming there were any) was a technicality. Nothing was useful, after all, if it wasn't on paper.

As soon as Ellie got to work, highlighter went to paper. Sylvia was somewhat patient in making her marks, but the truth was she was certain there would be nothing to change. For now, there wasn't much to check off--they'd only just scratched the surface of the Pokéball. When addressed, she lifted her chin slightly, offering Ellie a small smile that said she was content with her work so far. "No, that's fine. The top and bottom is just plating, anyway; nothing interesting to report."

[thatspunkyredhead]

"Sylvia may have won round 1, but I made a comeback and won round 2!"

[therocketwiththorns]

"Now I wonder how true that would have been had I stuck around for the second round~" ;3

[dragonqueeniris]

"Uhm…" Iris would be lying if she said spending her birthday with Sylvia wasn’t highly appealing.

"That sounds great, actually. The second thing, I mean. I don’t drink. We could, like, get dinner or something. I haven’t left base since the last Olive Garden trip."

[therocketwiththorns]

"Okay, well..." Sylvia chuckled a little, running her fingers through her hair rather than making her laughter obvious by covering her lips. "We could do that. Or, I could show you one of the most beautiful natural spots in Kanto."

She paused, wrinkled her nose, and put her hand on her chin. How brave was she, exactly? "May require more than just your birthday, however."

[dragonqueeniris]

"I… celebrate how? I mean… I’ve never exactly been one for big parties and stuff."

[therocketwiththorns]

"Well, it doesn't have to be. For my birthday, I just took a few friends out for drinks. You could do something similar, or if you're feeling adventurous, perhaps even something extravagant for a party of two. My treat either way, of course."