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[Maple]

Charon. She’d try to remember that name. For all Maple could gather, that may be the person trying to revive Team Galactic. However, the identity of their new leader would do little to help her solve her current mission. After all, it’s not like that knowledge magically produced a record of their current whereabouts.

“Right. So, if we’re lucky, maybe something left behind could help us out.” As the words came out of her mouth, she’d slow her pace temporarily. Maple hadn’t properly vented about her motives. The stress of bottling it inside made her forget who she was talking to—moreso, how ready she was to invite Cyrus on her mission, despite the fact he seemed to have invited himself.

“Wait. Are you actually going to help me? … As in, go with me to investigate?”

‘It would make sense to investigate this together, would it not? Since we were already both looking into it,’ Cyrus pointed out, turning his head toward Maple. 'Unless the idea makes you uncomfortable.’

Regardless of what she decided, Cyrus already knew he was going to continue with his own investigations, partly to keep his name clear. He had not disbanded the team and been taken into hospital just for somebody else to make his efforts for nothing.

He would not have blamed her if she had been too uncomfortable to spend more time around him than what was strictly necessary, but two heads were better than one. Discomfort needed to be put aside in circumstances such as these.

Just another reason why the human spirit was so flawed, and broken -

He cleared his throat, to give himself something else to focus on other than his own thoughts. He did not need to go down that particular rabbit hole again.

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[Maple] She blinked, stunned that Cyrus's demeanor hadn't met her expectations again. Maple didn't quite know what to name the feeling beyond surprise. Although, she found herself questioning whether this was the real Cyrus. However, the man's identity was unmistakable.

"Ah, well, it's fine by me," she said, breaking the brief silence. "You know what they say about two heads! I'm used to working with strangers, anyway." In truth, this had been the first "mission" in a while where Maple found herself alone. Despite who the company was, she was somewhat relieved to have someone alongside her. At the very least, she wouldn't have to worry about Team Galactic out-battling her.

"And, by the way, I'm Maple." If they weren't in motion, she'd offer a handshake. "I, uh, don't think I mentioned that before," she added, though it came out like a question.

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The woman reluctantly tailed behind Cyrus, mindful to keep her distance, though less so than before. She listened to his account intently. Maple’s facial features would soften as she allowed herself to believe Cyrus one more. “… You know,” she spoke up, eyes lingering on the ground. “Now that you mention it, I don’t think I read anything online about people having their Pokemon taken.”

Maple halted abruptly, covering her mouth as she gasped. The situation might be more dire than she expected. “There must have been something they wanted with that Pokemon.” Pursuing the shorter man again, she sighed. “… But that’s not a good lead. If only I got to spend more time with it—to learn what it’s like, what it can do.”

“Hey …” If Cyrus isn’t involved with the new Team Galactic, the least she could get out of him is a clue. “There was an old Team Galactic building here, right? You think there’s anything useful that got left behind?”

‘Which Pokemon was it that was stolen?’ Cyrus questioned, staring straight ahead as he asked. 'If it was Heatran, then I can assure you that I definitely had no part of that. I did hear rumour of Charon pursuing it in the name of Team Galactic, but that was for his own agenda.’

'Heatran had nothing to do with my goals or my utopia; his motivations were different from mine, and based purely around finances,’ he clarified, shooting her a brief sidelong look.

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[Maple]

Charon. She'd try to remember that name. For all Maple could gather, that may be the person trying to revive Team Galactic. However, the identity of their new leader would do little to help her solve her current mission. After all, it's not like that knowledge magically produced a record of their current whereabouts.

"Right. So, if we're lucky, maybe something left behind could help us out." As the words came out of her mouth, she'd slow her pace temporarily. Maple hadn't properly vented about her motives. The stress of bottling it inside made her forget who she was talking to—moreso, how ready she was to invite Cyrus on her mission, despite the fact he seemed to have invited himself.

"Wait. Are you actually going to help me? ... As in, go with me to investigate?"

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“Eh?!” The scarlet-haired woman would almost stumble back, arms shielding herself.

… But there wasn’t hostility. At least, she couldn’t properly assess whether or not Cyrus’s body language might be threatening. For a moment, she let herself believe in the man’s honesty. However, as she realized it left her with more questions than answers, she’d become doubtful. Of all the feats Sinnoh’s former antagonist was capable of, was lying not a part of that skill-set?

“I wonder … how likely of a coincidence it is that you’re in the city nearby, and that the perpetrators were Team Galactic.” Though, as much as it was accusatory, it was a genuine invitation for an explanation. She’d idly hold a thumbnail between the edges of her teeth, consumed in thought.

‘There is no coincidence at all,’ Cyrus replied. He gave an nod of his head to Maple, to indicate that she ought to follow him, as he continued walking. 'While I was unaware that the grunts had actually began to steal Pokemon, I have noticed general… activity. Attempts to harass people. Spotted the occasional suspicious outfit. That sort of thing.’

'I came here to speak to the authorities. To insist that whatever is happening, is doing so without my permission. I stopped being the leader of Team Galactic the moment I left Spear Pillar,’ he said, with a side glance toward his new companion.

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[Maple]

The woman reluctantly tailed behind Cyrus, mindful to keep her distance, though less so than before. She listened to his account intently. Maple's facial features would soften as she allowed herself to believe Cyrus one more. "... You know," she spoke up, eyes lingering on the ground. "Now that you mention it, I don't think I read anything online about people having their Pokemon taken."

Maple halted abruptly, covering her mouth as she gasped. The situation might be more dire than she expected. "There must have been something they wanted with that Pokemon." Pursuing the shorter man again, she sighed. "... But that's not a good lead. If only I got to spend more time with it—to learn what it's like, what it can do."

"Hey ..." If Cyrus isn't involved with the new Team Galactic, the least she could get out of him is a clue. "There was an old Team Galactic building here, right? You think there's anything useful that got left behind?"

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[Maple] To say she felt uneasy with her assumption confirmed was an understatement. Along with him being … shorter than she anticipated, he was a lot less hostile. The woman didn’t quite know what to make of it, though it simmered her feelings of intimidation. Marginally.

“Before? I don't—” She’d raise an eyebrow, now crossing her arms. “No, I want to know what you’re up to now. Last week your grunts kidnapped a Pokemon from me,” she’d explain, a bit of desperation manifesting in the form of shortened breath. Maple took a moment to regain herself. “Look. I don’t know what you could need it for, but it doesn’t deserve whatever you’re about to do!”

Holding back the full extent of her frustration proved difficult—apparent by her shivering and the subtle waver of her tone. However, she managed to keep a courageous facade, despite how brief it may be.

‘My grunts did what?’ That got his attention. He came to a halt, turning to look at her properly, arms held stiffly behind his back. He had heard nothing about Team Galactic stealing any more legendaries, so presumably the Pokemon Maple spoke of was not one. What did they want with a regular Pokemon? None of them would have the abilities that Team Galactic - or at least, Team Galactic when he was still the leader - wanted to use. Perhaps he and Maple could help one another.

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"Eh?!" The scarlet-haired woman would almost stumble back, arms shielding herself.

... But there wasn't hostility. At least, she couldn't properly assess whether or not Cyrus's body language might be threatening. For a moment, she let herself believe in the man's honesty. However, as she realized it left her with more questions than answers, she'd become doubtful. Of all the feats Sinnoh's former antagonist was capable of, was lying not a part of that skill-set?

"I wonder ... how likely of a coincidence it is that you're in the city nearby, and that the perpetrators were Team Galactic." Though, as much as it was accusatory, it was a genuine invitation for an explanation. She'd idly hold a thumbnail between the edges of her teeth, consumed in thought.

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[Maple] Didn’t have time for chit-chat? Briefly, Maple lingered on what might be so urgent. The thought of that Pokemon caused her hands to tremble, only being brought back to her senses as Cyrus brushed past her. Helplessly, she’d reach out to grab him—to prevent him from just leaving—before she’d stop herself. Her arm would fold to her chest, her other keeping it locked in place.

“H-Hey, wait! It’s really important,” she’d insist, following behind him closely. Again, she’d pause. If this really was Cyrus, and he was involved in the Poke-napping, she couldn’t just bluntly ask him about it. Worried at the reaction any further prying might provoke, she asked, “Are you … Cyrus? Like the former Team Galactic leader?”

‘If it is that important, you may as well follow me,’ Cyrus decided, when Maple did not give up. He did not intend on standing around chatting out in the open, so if she was that insistent on talking to him, she would have to keep close.

’…I am,’ he added to answer her question, staring straight ahead as he spoke. 'I presume you have a lot to get off your chest about what we did before, so you may as well get it over and done with.’

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[Maple] To say she felt uneasy with her assumption confirmed was an understatement. Along with him being ... shorter than she anticipated, he was a lot less hostile. The woman didn’t quite know what to make of it, though it simmered her feelings of intimidation. Marginally.

"Before? I don't—" She'd raise an eyebrow, now crossing her arms. "No, I want to know what you're up to now. Last week your grunts kidnapped a Pokemon from me," she'd explain, a bit of desperation manifesting in the form of shortened breath. Maple took a moment to regain herself. "Look. I don't know what you could need it for, but it doesn't deserve whatever you're about to do!"

Holding back the full extent of her frustration proved difficult—apparent by her shivering and the subtle waver of her tone. However, she managed to keep a courageous facade, despite how brief it may be.

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[Maple] After an hour of examining faces and occasionally asking questions, Maple was quickly losing hope. Her feet came to a halt on the sidewalk as her arms crossed, but not before placing a flick to her forehead. All those hours in class honing her researching skills … and she readily believed some dubious internet claims. Even so, a frustrated sigh determined she had little choice. If she wanted to recover that Pokemon, she’d need a clue somewhere. Anywhere. A shiver pushed her back into motion, the chill breeze beckoning her inside. Maybe she could give it another shot later.

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[Maple] Didn't have time for chit-chat? Briefly, Maple lingered on what might be so urgent. The thought of that Pokemon caused her hands to tremble, only being brought back to her senses as Cyrus brushed past her. Helplessly, she'd reach out to grab him—to prevent him from just leaving—before she'd stop herself. Her arm would fold to her chest, her other keeping it locked in place.

"H-Hey, wait! It's really important," she'd insist, following behind him closely. Again, she'd pause. If this really was Cyrus, and he was involved in the Poke-napping, she couldn't just bluntly ask him about it. Worried at the reaction any further prying might provoke, she asked, "Are you ... Cyrus? Like the former Team Galactic leader?"

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[Maple] Almost a week had passed since she began searching for the missing Pokemon. The night said Pokemon was stolen, she’d only caught a glimpse of the perpetrators. Though, she deduced Team Galactic had to be involved. The outfits, the hair—although different from the team she’d thought disbanded, they were clearly reminiscent. But why would Team Galactic get back together? Why take this specific Pokemon? She sighed, her search gaining nothing for her but a heavy heart.

The bright-haired woman let out a sigh before marching down the streets of Eterna City, a keen eye and a subtle lean helping her inspect all the passersby. She’d heard rumors Cyrus, the former leader of Team Galactic, was spotted recently in the city. Maple had found the strange Pokemon not far from here, and there was an old Team Galactic building here as well. To her, all clues seemed to point this way, and she was certain Cyrus’s rumored presence wasn’t a coincidence.

However, if her suspicions were correct, she assumed he’d look different than how Sinnoh remembered. But just how much different? Her determined squint began to morph into a more doubtful expression. Would she even be able to recognize him?

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The idea of Team Galactic reforming was one that Cyrus was uncertain how to handle. He had not been approached to lead the new group - and would have denied their request even if they had asked - and none of his Commanders appeared to be part of it, either. So… why had these people grouped together?

And when people inevitably began to get wind of it and understandably blame him, how was he going to prove his innocence? He thought that perhaps he should go straight to the authorities and clear it up immediately, but… he had only been released from hospital, after a four year stint when he was sectioned following leaving the Distortion World. He did not want to risk having his freedom taken away again, especially not so soon.

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[Maple] After an hour of examining faces and occasionally asking questions, Maple was quickly losing hope. Her feet came to a halt on the sidewalk as her arms crossed, but not before placing a flick to her forehead. All those hours in class honing her researching skills ... and she readily believed some dubious internet claims. Even so, a frustrated sigh determined she had little choice. If she wanted to recover that Pokemon, she'd need a clue somewhere. Anywhere. A shiver pushed her back into motion, the chill breeze beckoning her inside. Maybe she could give it another shot later.

Then, as her eyes lifted from the pavement, she was stopped in her tracks again. Blinking profusely to ensure her eyes weren't deceptive, she stared at a cold-faced man. No, it couldn't be ... could it? She'd only seen Cyrus in photos from articles she'd read about the Team Galactic incident online. Maple hesitated, wondering if maybe the stress was warping her vision. Though, she couldn't afford to let her doubts rob her of the opportunity.

Taking a deep breath, she'd approach Cyrus steadily, carefully. Each step intensified her heartbeat, simultaneously squashing her breaths. In truth, she hadn't expected to actually find him. What would she say? What would she even do to get that Pokemon back? While her mind tried to formulate a plan, her feet barely managed to stop her from toppling the short man over.

Maple leaped back for distance, both visibly intimidated and apologetic. This was it. She had to say something now. "Uh ... Hey, can I ask you something?"

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[Maple] Almost a week had passed since she began searching for the missing Pokemon. The night said Pokemon was stolen, she'd only caught a glimpse of the perpetrators. Though, she deduced Team Galactic had to be involved. The outfits, the hair—although different from the team she'd thought disbanded, they were clearly reminiscent. But why would Team Galactic get back together? Why take this specific Pokemon? She sighed, her search gaining nothing for her but a heavy heart.

The bright-haired woman let out a sigh before marching down the streets of Eterna City, a keen eye and a subtle lean helping her inspect all the passersby. She'd heard rumors Cyrus, the former leader of Team Galactic, was spotted recently in the city. Maple had found the strange Pokemon not far from here, and there was an old Team Galactic building here as well. To her, all clues seemed to point this way, and she was certain Cyrus's rumored presence wasn't a coincidence.

However, if her suspicions were correct, she assumed he'd look different than how Sinnoh remembered. But just how much different? Her determined squint began to morph into a more doubtful expression. Would she even be able to recognize him?

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