021. [Anonymous Text + Images/Locked Audio - Rocket Frequency]

[explosivecombat]

[ANONYMOUS TEXT + IMAGES]

[Kimblee hasn't been back in Goldenrod City for very long; he's well aware of the attack on the Tower, however - his contacts here have made him very aware of that.

He's well aware that he shouldn't do anything rash; however, his pride does have quite the tendency to get involved in decisions where it really has no goddamn business being, and as such, an anonymous text goes out over the network.

Seth's clearly making a reappearance tonight.]

It seems some of you have been enjoying yourselves lately.

[There's no clarification regarding exactly what he's talking about; however, there are, as usual, pictures accompanying the text.

The first is par for the course, as Seth goes; a set of six Pokéballs held in gloved hands, on chest-level with the person holding them - his face isn't visible, but the red R insignia on his uniform clearly is, even in the dim light of the room.

The next three photographs are decidedly more straightforward, in terms of what he's trying to get across; each image contains two Pokémon in heavy, reinforced cages set up in front of a black backdrop of some sort - birds, all of them. They seem alive, though "unharmed" is a bit of a stretch; they seem to have been roughed up quite a bit.

More text, clearly continuing on from the first line.]

So have I.

[One more image follows, similar to the first - though instead of Pokéballs clasped in his hands, he has a white card pinned between his index and middle fingers, the words written on it scrawled out in thick, blocky lettering as though someone had gone over the words repeatedly, obscuring any sort of distinctive handwriting for the sake of making them far less identifiable.

TELL FALKNER THAT SETH SAYS HELLO.]


[AUDIO / PRIVATE - TEAM ROCKET FREQUENCY]

[And a few hours later, once Kimblee has decided he's done instigating for the day, the Rockets will be granted something decidedly more sane and far less...uh, directly ominous.]

A good evening to all of you; I hope that it finds you well.

[Again, the voice over the locked Rocket frequency tonight is calm and possibly surprisingly pleasant, especially given what one usually encounters around the base in Goldenrod; the person speaking is clearly a bit soft-spoken and his voice is gentle in a bit of a high-pitched sort of way, but there's firmness behind his words. Authority. A bit of arrogance, perhaps, but it's just as easily taken for confidence.]

My name is Solf J Kimblee; I hold the rank of Beta in this organization. It's been quite some time since I've been in our beloved hometown; regrettably, business has kept me away, but it won't be that way for much longer.

To those new to the organization - I welcome you to Johto, and I would like to take the time to get to know you personally. I can offer you work and opportunities, should you require direction; should you just want someone to speak to regarding your sudden arrival in this world, I would like to help you - I can't promise you answers, but I can offer my assistance in any way I can. For those who have arrived recently, but haven't met with me personally yet, I would like to invite you to do so as well.

And those of you who have been here for a while - I'll expect some sort of proper report from at least one of you, regarding the incident that occurred last week. Many of you know exactly how well I adhere to Equivalent Exchange; offer me valid information and I'll gladly reward you.

I look forward to speaking with all of you; I would prefer meeting in person, simply know where you are and I'll gladly meet you.

Until then~

Comments

[soggypastry]

[Oh, she'll gladly get in line or take that pass if things ever come to a head...provided he lets her break a few bones in his face once it's her turn.]

No, but considering how badly it went, I'd have thought that you'd spend more time planning before pissing people off again.

[Bad in the extent that the tower didn't burn to the ground and that hundreds didn't die. She really does think that was the entire plan. Just can't figure out why he'd do it.]

[explosivecombat]

I see no harm in this particular display. After all, I've already succeeded at the most relevant bit.

[soggypastry]

Which is what? Angering everyone and making even more enemies?

[explosivecombat]

Well, I was referring to the actual attack - clearly, there's no chance of you interrupting what's already done - but I suppose that counts as well.

[soggypastry]

[She has to give him that one. Doesn't like it, but he's got a point. Still, the tower didn't burn down and there weren't all that many casualties. Small victories are better then none.]

I still don't see what the purpose of doing that is. Angry people are more likely to try and chase you down. Especially after everything that's happened.

[Sure, the chances of finding him are slim to none with what they know, but still. Why take that risk? What's to be gained by it?]

[explosivecombat]

And yet I still haven't been caught.

I've been telling you from the start that my actions aren't random. Everything will be made clear one day. If I'm caught before then, I'm not the only one capable of carrying out what I consider to be my ultimate goal; there are successors capable of taking my place, should it come to that.

[soggypastry]

Yet. They may surprise you. [Maybe. Maybe not. He's probably seen a lot.] Besides, I said "try and chase you down". I never said they'd make it that far or that they'd be able to catch you.

Though it does help to know there's more than one person with the same goal. It'll make preparing a lot easier.

[explosivecombat]

In some ways, I have to wonder what you were expecting. We are an organization, after all; if there weren't at least two of us within it with similar goals, we would be horribly disorganized, I'd think.

And besides, the mere presence of successors doesn't mean more than one current participant. It may, it may not. However, I can tell you that I'm not the only one that's acted out in the past over the network, no.

[soggypastry]

Considering your track record as an organization, I can say that you are disorganized. There haven't been any major strikes by more than one person since over a year ago. That says a lot.

[Yes, there was Cobra's attempting bombing of Goldenrod and whoever blew up the Lighthouse and then the incidents in Violet, but those are more solo incidents than anything. Only the train seems to have had any real numbers behind it, and that makes her wonder. Are they biding their time?]

Just because they aren't a current participant doesn't mean they won't someday be a threat. You'll have to pardon me for wanting to prepare ahead of time, even with limited intel.

[explosivecombat]

Please. The statement regarding disorganization hinges on so many assumptions that it's almost laughable; you can do better than that, I've seen it.

And besides, if you believed us so incapable and disorganized, I doubt that you would be so interested in intel in the first place. The fact that you consider us a threat at all says more than the number of people carrying out the strikes, if you ask me.

[soggypastry]

You've seen it in a handful of conversations and one face to face meeting that was a fight? I have to wonder just what you think you've seen in all that.

[Unless he's been watching all her unfiltered conversations...in which case she's locking everything down from now on.]

A disorganized group is a bigger threat than an organized one. An organized one has clear cut plans, a disorganized one rarely does. Learning what they can do should be a high priority on the list of anyone who might have to deal with them someday.

[explosivecombat]

You mention our few encounters as though it isn't enough to go off of, in the same metaphorical breath as trying to profile our entire organization, most of whom you've never met. Do I need to point out the contradiction, or are we good on that front?

Although you are making me wonder what sort of picture you're getting of me, from this handful of conversations we've had. Or have you not come up with one and as such are assuming my actions are completely arbitrary until proven otherwise? Somehow I doubt it's the latter.

[soggypastry]

I'm good. I'm just wondering what you've think you've learned in that short a timeframe when I've had around two years to observe your people. Pretty sure that's a bigger picture than what you've got, even if it's not entirely accurate.

And no. I have come up with something. It's not a very flattering image of you, though, so I'm not sure you really want to know how it goes. There are some things that don't get repeated in civil company, after all.

[And no matter how much she wants to toss him off a ledge, they are being civil right now. Mostly. She hasn't started threatening him yet.]

[explosivecombat]

[You and your ledges, Lightning - a bit rude, really.]

I think my delicate sensibilities can handle it, should you be inclined to share.

[soggypastry]

[Eh, she's been called worse. And they work, so it's all good...in her eyes, anyway. He probably thinks otherwise.]

I'm not, actually. That might change if you ever show your face, though, so I suppose it depends on how curious you get about it.

[explosivecombat]

No, that's quite fine; I'm quite content not knowing your opinion. It matters very little to me in the end; our "relationship", if it can be called that, is entirely professional anyway - your feelings about it won't factor into my work either way.