001. [Voice / Action for Goldenrod Rocket Base]

[twinsanity]

[PRE-POST WHATNOT]

[Alfred has been here for a few days by now, getting used to the place; those who have been attending the mandatory training may or may not have noticed the newcomer who's been there with them. His clothes are military-styled, a bit too ornate for the location, and he hasn't been wearing the uniform; however, it's as though he's been making a concentrated effort to not be sociable. For the most part, it works - he's generally silent unless addressed, and any attempts to address him will get an eyeroll and brief but pointed answers if anyone tries - and so for the last handful of days, he's managed to conceal how utterly unnerving this is for him; so many people in this area with no idea how they got there, so many dragged here from different worlds, and if anything the streaming feeds over the device aren't helping.

He'd gone upstairs to the outside once, just to make sure that he's not being fed the most ridiculous lies ever about this being a different world entirely, and he's not sure whether the knowledge that he isn't is welcome or not. However, with the outside world came civilization and stores and the ability to purchase things at said stores; he hadn't been around this many people in years, but none of them really mattered in the scheme of things. Right? Of course they didn't.

Only one person mattered for the most part, and it seemed she had been brought to join him here; as long as he had her, everything else was secondary.]


[VOICE]

[There's a new signal broadcasting tonight; no video, but a decidedly feminine voice coming over the feed, soft but firm and to-the-point in tone.]

While I've realized that there's likely no chance of going home - not anytime soon - the opportunities this place has offered are completely subpar.

Are there any opportunities for advancement or employment in this world that don't involve hideous amounts of travel or retail work? I'm horribly overqualified for the latter, and the former...

Let's say I'd prefer to avoid it; it's been such a long time since I've done anything of the sort.

[...Charming.]


[ACTION]

[It's been a little while since we've had a newcomer to the Rocket science labs; there's certainly a new one in there today - a woman in the standard-issued Rocket uniform, being followed around by a massive and rather...unstealthy metal ant. Most of her long blonde hair is tied back simply to keep it out of her face, though she's got bangs brushing low over her forehead and light makeup dusted over her features; she seems to be annoyed by that incredibly short and mildly kicky skirt when she moves, one of her hands sweeping down as though to ensure the skirt is staying down, but other than that she seems pretty comfortable in her surroundings. She's not questioning what she's been told to do for now, even if data entry is still more than a little below her; after all, access to the database is definitely a good thing.

As such, there's not much entering of data getting done today; she's a bit enthralled by the reports of what happened in July of 2012. There's nothing too extensive in there, but it's just extensive enough...

Of course, she can be found elsewhere in the base as well, as the day wears on; she's a bit hard to miss, what with the metal ant rather loudly gashunking along next to her. She seems generally in control, though it's evident from the way that she pauses once in a while, bringing a gloved hand up in front of her mouth as though contemplating something and looking down the hallways before seeming to think better of exploring them, that she's...more than a little lost, um.

New people, pretty much.]

Comments

[Action]

[crackpotcrocker]

[Denzel sits at the desktop, typing. However, he doesn't per say seem to be doing his data entry job at the moment, considering the number of pages the man is purposely letting pile up. The man is also not wearing his Rocket uniform but rather his usual clothes of white shirt, black tie and black pants. The computer screen reflecting on his glasses, one may see that Crocker is looking up information on Clefairy, the Moon stone, outer space, Mt. Moon, Celebi, types of Pokemon, and Ilex Forest. The man is multi tasking at a horrific rate, as he leans naturally over the keyboard. However, a small groof from Growlithe, which the Pokemon lies at Crocker's feet, watching for anyone coming in, catches Denzel's attention.]

GAH! I'm working! I'M WORKING! [Quickly minimizing the task bars and pulling up the data entry software, while grabbing a paper with the other hand. The man continues typing in a hasteful manner. However, after a moment or two looks over and notices that the new person has gone to their own computer, which Denzel slowly stops typing.]

Oh, perfect. [Suppose he's not along here anymore and notices the ant] What Pokemon is that? [Stating to his self for the most part, mmm, she doesn't look familiar though Crocker can't tell if she's new or not for sure. Finding an excuse, Crocker takes his empty coffee cup and walks just past her but stops and looks over her shoulder from a far to see what she's doing.]

[ACTION]

[greatestcool]

[Ryuunosuke is heading back to his room to get changed from work when he sees "Alexia." He pauses for a moment before approaching, smiling happily.]

Are you lost? I don't think I've seen you around here before. I would've remembered someone as cute as you!

[Oh yes, it's been a long time since he's seen a girl he'd love to kill. ...Well, ignoring the NPCs, since there are quite a few NPC girls he'd love to kill.]

[action]

[ortion]

[New people in the labs? What is this madness?

Dist is quite surprised to see a new face when he enters to begin his daily routine of...whatever mad science is on the agenda. Probably something terrible as usual.]

Well well, what do we have here?

[He makes his way over to where the woman is sitting and places a hand on his hip when he stops about a few steps away from her. He's smiling, although it's not exactly a kind smile. There's something off about it. Still, he seems to be polite enough for the time being.]

It's not very often that we get newcomers down here. Are you finding everything well enough?

[Instead of waiting for an answer though, he just glances over to see what she's checking out.]

Ah, interested in the mutation reports, are you? It's hard to believe it has already been over a year since I wrote those up with Gorthan. Time certainly flies.

voice;

[timelymaid]

I actually haven't come across job openings outside of retail or service work, surprisingly enough!

[VOICE]

[sadisticwarfare]

That depends on where you are. The smaller cities like Violet don't offer much other than retail work, but Goldenrod has plenty of other opportunities. Where are you now?

[TIME TO SEE IF THIS IS A ROCKET.... look he's bored and has nothing better to do okay.]

[action]

[artfuldestruction]

[Kato is poring over one report or another when he walks into the lab, so he doesn't actually notice the newcomer for a moment. He's been busy trying to finish the repairs his old Hydreigon had made to his machines - even before he'd left, there was still a fair bit of work to be done. He's gotten used to the markedly quieter lab, and tends to really only spend his time with Dist, anyway.

So it's quite a surprise, really, when he notices the woman standing by one of the benches, turned away from him and adjusting that ridiculous skirt the female members are forced to wear (not that that's too bad of a thing....).

For a moment he's tempted to ask her if she's lost.

However, the chance that she could be a legitimately new member of science department makes him hold his tongue.]

Enjoying the uniform?