Organism assembly line

[AUDIO]

[As with the last post to the network from this particular frequency, the voice that comes over the feed is soft but firm; it seems that she's not exactly in the mood to waste too many words today.]

I'm looking for information on Pokémon that are geared more towards protection, particularly of their trainer. It seems my brother has been more accident-prone than usual, and I would like to avoid finding out about any more...mishaps that he's caused.


[PRIVATE AUDIO - ROCKET FREQUENCY / POSSIBLE ACTION - GOLDENROD BASE, LABS]

[A while after that goes out, there's a second message locked down to the Rockets; judging from the sigh that precludes it, it's looking to be a winner, let me tell you.]

You know, this place is awfully vague about who we're supposed to be testing on.

[...Seriously, Alexia is just a veritable ray of sunshine today; she sounds rather bored, and those in the labs can see her making the damn post at the table she's sitting at, chin propped in gloved hand.

Her other hand has been lying idle in her lap far more than usual, and she's been seeming rather averse to using it, but that's clearly neither here nor there right now.]

I mean, outside of the data my brother has so kindly provided me with, I've no idea who to turn to when it comes to actually wanting to test certain hypotheses - am I to assume some of you will just volunteer yourselves, no matter how questionable the test, or is there some other alternative?

After all, we're a villainous organization, aren't we? Is there anyone I can hire to...I don't know, kidnap a child or something?

( [PRE-POST WHATNOT] )

[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.]