First Order|| Puck, Sam, TR, Seb
The to of them began to talk, both questioning why exactly the other was out here. Sebastian was wondering himself because Lopez hadn’t mentioned anything about this, had he given Puck and Sam and more super secret and therefore ten times more interesting assignment. This was another reason why he was not particularly enthused about being made to do Lopez’s odd jobs because clearly there was an obvious bias when it came to handing out tasks. He had the right mind to just start ignoring whatever Lopez requested of him if this cycle of abuse continued but then two words pricked at his eyes and rang through his skull. Team Rocket.
Sam was honestly asking Puck if he was in Team Rocket? Sam was usually so unassuming, had he gone loopy from the boat ride? The accusation was so out of character for him, meanwhile Puck remained slacked against the tree, calm as could be… so why so Sam approaching so carefully, like he’d rouse a sleeping Snorlax? It was all so confusing and out of left field but none of that compared to when another figure dropped down from the rocks, one he didn’t recognise.
Sebastian moved in his crouched position to get a better earshot and sink further into the rocks as not to be seen, especially with Sam looking back like he was doing, he almost feel over however when it all become clear.
They, they… both worked for the Rockets? Sebastian was dumbfounded, completely. He mouth was agape at this juicy information and their reactions to this news would surely prove entertaining since they both obviously had no idea. Wow, just wow.
Puck was about to answer when someone popped out of nowhere and confirmed for the other that they both worked for Team Rocket. But the man never said that he did, making Puck suspicious of him. Reaching for his pokeball, Puck expanded it, but didn’t release Jack just yet. “So how do we know you work for them too and not some sort of special law enforcement or something?” It was going to take quite a bit of information to convince Puck that the man was in fact with Team Rocket, since he didn’t see the usual big red R, or even a little one, anywhere on his person.
Before any answers could be given, a figure dropped from above- shocking Sam with his quick entrance and his words.Sam’s jaw tightened but he said nothing, he didn’t know Pucks reasons for joining but he thought he knew Puck. Maybe- maybe they were similar to his? But not all Team Rocket members went in with good intentions. Sam wearily eyed the new person and tried to guess who he was, he wore a crooked grin and his eyes shone with something similar to amusement. Sam let out a breath, this guy was Team Rocket all the way. How else could he have known they were both operatives? Plus he just had that air about him, even without the red r. Stepping closer to the TR guy Sam didn’t look at Puck, “I’m going to assume youre TR and I just want to hear what you’ve got to say.” Sam forced out, not wanting to stick around.
He was admittedly surprised that Puck wasn’t fazed by the revelation. Had he really suspected him? He wasn’t going to take it personally but Sam needed to be more careful then. At the moment, his main worry was that he had basically failed the mission and he had an inkling of what TR did to those who didn’t comply. Thoughts of his family flashed briefly through his head.
Nox smiled at the two of them, loving the impact his entrance had made. The blonde was instantly more bearable as he chose not to question who he was. Although that theoretically made Puckerman the better operative, if not the better grunt. Rocket Grunt’s weren’t meant to ask questions, but then again neither one of them were technically at Grunt level yet. They were recruits through and through. Neither of them had the clearance to know the identities of other members, nor the location of any of the Team Rocket headquarters. “I don’t like you already.” He said rolling his eyes at the teen.
Quickly he took his phone out of his trouser pocket and messaged the two of them, knowing that would more than answer any qualms they had about his true identity. “I would have worn the customary shirt but it’s in the wash.” He shrugged and looked at the two of them again. They were both taller than him and considerably more well built but both lacked the training he’d gone through for 10 years. There was a reason after all why he was about to become the youngest Elite member of Team Rocket since the second in command himself had risen through the ranks. “I need you both to do something for me and in return I have a present for you both, from the higher ups. That and we thought it was about time you were made aware of each other.” In the corner of his eye he detected movement and he wasn’t sure whether to smirk or look exasperated. Somehow the two had picked up a tail, most likely someone from that group of theirs. If Nox played his cards right, he could finish his mission and get a new recruit. Hopefully this one wouldn’t be as useless as the other two.