Executive Proton

Give me envy, give me malice, give me your attention.

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Peeved [Open]

“Argh, You’re useless!” Proton barked as he clenched his fist around his Golbat’s pokeball, “Stupid bat. Why the hell won’t you evolve?!”

 The creature turned towards it trainer, a look of disappointment in it’s eyes. He was used to being scolded like this. Battle after battle, it always resulted in the same thing. No matter how he trained, his Golbat just wouldn’t evolve. Proton just didn’t understand. He just saw his Pokemon as tools to help in reach his goals. To make Team Rocket and himself more powerful. So he never saw any reason to treat them as anything other than such. Proton then grumbled something inaudible to himself, and rose his arm out in front of him to call back his Pokemon. At this rate, his Golbat will never evolve.

Sticking his hands in the pockets of his jeans, he started to make his way back towards Violet city, his usual aggravated look stuck on his face. Although Proton was fairly used to failure, the constant trials never broke his determination. The only thing they did do was add to his almost constant sour mood. Although his endeavors with Golbat may never reach success, he knew things were going to turn in his favor. He could feel it.

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She watched the display from a few feet back. It hurt her to see the disappointed face of that golbat but calling the man out didn’t seem like the best thing to do right now (or safest). So he wanted it to evolve, the usual problem with most trainers but then this specific case seemed to peek her curiosity somehow.

“The poor thing…” she said to herself as she walked behind him, wondering how she could get his attention without looking like a complete stalker.

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As Proton continued walking, he could hear someone else's steps behind him. "How long has this person been around here?" He thought to himself, casting a sly glance over his shoulder. It wasn't anyone he recognized, but something about  them just seemed different. He just cast the thought aside and kept on his way, not wanting to bring any unnecessary attention to himself. That is, until he heard her speak. The executive stopped dead in his tracks and swiveled on his heels to face the woman.

  "What the hell'd ya say?" He snapped, glaring aggressively into the others eyes. His short temper and defensive nature was certainly getting the best of him; he didn't even take into consideration that the woman could have simply been talking to herself. But it was too late now. Proton growled softly through his teeth and drew  his hand back to rest on two Pokeballs clipped onto his belt, just in case. "How long have you been poking around here?" 

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Peeved [Open]

"Argh, You're useless!" Proton barked as he clenched his fist around his Golbat's pokeball, "Stupid bat. Why the hell won't you evolve?!"

 The creature turned towards it trainer, a look of disappointment in it's eyes. He was used to being scolded like this. Battle after battle, it always resulted in the same thing. No matter how he trained, his Golbat just wouldn't evolve. Proton just didn't understand. He just saw his Pokemon as tools to help in reach his goals. To make Team Rocket and himself more powerful. So he never saw any reason to treat them as anything other than such. Proton then grumbled something inaudible to himself, and rose his arm out in front of him to call back his Pokemon. At this rate, his Golbat will never evolve.

Sticking his hands in the pockets of his jeans, he started to make his way back towards Violet city, his usual aggravated look stuck on his face. Although Proton was fairly used to failure, the constant trials never broke his determination. The only thing they did do was add to his almost constant sour mood. Although his endeavors with Golbat may never reach success, he knew things were going to turn in his favor. He could feel it.

[third-in-command-blog]

Proton, you will respect the other members of the group. If I catch you speak like that to anyone of importance again, rest assured I will personally rip your tongue out.

  Hmph. Whatever.

I'd like to see you try.

[third-in-command-blog]

Where've you been? Took you a while, gahaaa!~

Hm, why the hell does it matter to you, Petrel? Did you miss me or somethin'?

 Its not like I had anything important to rush to here, anyway.

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