4TH PIECE - [VIDEO/ACTION FOR THE GOLDENROD TEAM ROCKET BASE]

[artfuldestruction]

A - [VIDEO]

[[When the feed opens, it's slanted and awkward, as if the Gear had fallen to the ground and currently lies forgotten. There's a good reason for its owners forgetfulness, really; Kato's Zweilous has finally evolved into its final form, Hydreigon, and can currently be seen on the feed, snarling.

What makes it awkward is the fact that the person it is currently snarling at is its trainer, who is pressed up against the wall with an expression full of anger and fear. In the background lie fragments of what must have been a large, powerful machine.]]

Pluto, I am your master, and you will-!!

[[There's a sudden fiery flash of light, and a Flamethrower attack collides with the Hydreigon's side, causing it to shriek in fury and lunge forward. Not, however, at the Pokemon attacking it from offscreen, but at Kato, who isn't able to avoid the attack and starts screaming as the mindless beast digs its teeth into his upper arm, the duo falling to the ground as the feed cuts out.]]


B - [LOCKED VIDEO/ACTION]

[[The feed opens up again soon after, showing a non-descript hallway in what could be some sort of....warehouse? Factory? For those of it who are familiar with it, however, it's obviously the Team Rocket base, and sitting right in the middle of the hallway is a growling, shrieking Hydreigon, clawing at the walls and firing off Dark Pulse attacks up and down the hall. It's obviously seeking an escape but can't find one, and a bad burn spread across its side is causing it pain, only serving to make its rage increase.]]

Fire Flamethrower again!

[[The voice belongs to Kato, and a Typhlosion immediately appears on the screen, flames blazing across his back as he charges up and releases another fiercely powerful attack, colliding perfectly with the Hydreigon's other side. Kato doesn't appear on the feed but his presence is obvious, judging by the strained breathing heard in the background of the image. His own injury is aching, but he doesn't have the time to get it treated. Not, at least, until his rogue Pokemon is brought to heel.]]



C - [LOCKED AUDIO/ACTION]

[[It's later on, and Kato's Hydreigon has been successfully subdued. The scientist is currently sitting in the laboratory, looking murderous, while a nervous assistant wraps a bandage around his injured arm. He's discarded his glasses, coat and cravat, and looks incredibly dishelleved. His hair is untidy, his black shirt untucked, unbuttoned and half-off while the poor assistant does her best to give him first aid. With his good arm, Kato punches a few numbers into his Gear, not really in the mood to send a video message while he's half-naked.]]

If my Pokemon caused you or your property any damage, report it to me. I'm in my lab.

[[Once he finishes speaking, he shoves the Gear back into his pocket, snarling in pain as the bandage pulls against his wound.]]

Will you be careful?




[[OOC: Just pop the letter corresponding to the option you'd like in your subject line! And yes, the video feed is unlocked, so non-members are free to engage Kato in option A should you like to! :>]]

Comments

[artfuldestruction]

[[Kato stands up and places his Gear on a nearby bench, so Reaver can get a decent view of his unconscious Pokemon, before bad-temperedly ripping off his shirt and tossing it over a chair.]]

It's called a Hydreigon; a Dark and Dragon type Pokemon. Quite a rare combination resulting in a very powerful, if spirited Pokemon. It's taken me months to obtain this specific form, through training.

[[Standing beside Pluto, Kato shifts one of heads with his foot, examining the teeth.]]

Has quite a bite to it, if you didn't already notice.

[[And he starts picking at that bandage, his mood continuing to sour.]]

[istheindustry]

Oh, believe me, I noticed.

[And he does not seem deterred by all that rationality you are displaying over there; his attention is on the dragon.]

I suppose one could say that dealing with high-spirited and rather violent creatures with absolutely no self-control is a bit of an interest of mine. Do let me know how much you'll take, in terms of monetary compensation, for one of its offspring - assuming you can convince anything to spawn with it, of course.

[Because really, Logan's been engaging in quite the game of pass-the-infants around with one of our coworkers; like hell if Reaver is going to pass up the opportunity to do the same.]

[LOCKED VIDEO FOREVER]

[artfuldestruction]

[[As Reaver speaks, Kato moves over to the bench, placing a number of assorted parts atop it. Before he moves to start work, he frowns, reaching over to the Gear and flicking a button. There. Now the whole base won't be able to watch him prancing around without a shirt on.

Reaver's last statement makes him pause, smiling slightly.]]

Aren't you fairly new? Sure you can handle something like this?

[[As he waits for a response, Kato begins to dismantle one of the parts, a lazy expression on his face as his hands move expertly around the wires and bolts.]]

I'm not interested in your money. What sort of Pokemon have you got? Anything I could use for art supplies?

[istheindustry]

[Well, Kato, he's flattered that you're allowing him to continue seeing you prancing around without a shirt on - honestly, he's amused that he's apparently getting a...ah, private showing.

That said, however, he just laughs a bit, the sound dark.]

Art supplies? Honestly, as far as I'm concerned you can take the whole bloody lot of them - most of them would be more useful dead than alive, I'm sure.

[Have a flippant gesture to punctuate that remark before he moves on.]

However - knowing your specialty and all - I'm afraid that I don't have anything that would interest you, for the time being. But you seem like a reasonable man; I'm sure some sort of agreement can be reached...?

[artfuldestruction]

[[You're free to take it as you wish, Reaver! Something tells him you've seen a few naked torsos in your time, so surely one more won't hurt. He'd just rather the whole network didn't get a glimpse as well, really. Not exactly very professional for one of the senior scientists to be running around with his shirt off, injured arm or not.]]

I like to consider myself fairly reasonable, yes. To an extent.

[[As he speaks, Kato lifts one of the pieces into the air so he can study it, keeping his injured arm still.]]

But I must admit that you strike me as a useful sort of fellow, Reaver, so for now I'm happy to arrange an egg for you, if you agree to be in my debt.

Don't worry; I won't charge interest.

[istheindustry]

[The million-dollar question, then, is whether you'll let him see this in person sometime; don't worry, he'll refrain from asking for the time being~]

Even if you did, I can't say I'd necessarily be opposed; I'm certain a man of your calibre could come up with something more interesting than anything I've been doing in this place.

But if that's all you desire...you can have my agreement; in fact, you're more than welcome to it - I suspect the result will be worth the effort, in the end.

[artfuldestruction]

[[....he actually wouldn't be opposed, but you're not getting any verbal ego strokes just yet~]]

Oh don't worry; it will make your life interesting, all right.

[[Laughing softly, Kato places the parts back on the desk and punches a few buttons on a nearby computer screen, examining the text that comes up.]]

I know of someone who can give Pluto a breeding partner, and judging by his usual style, you'll probably end up with some sort of abomination.

Hope you can handle it.