cambox | I TRIED TO TURN TEAM ROCKET INTO GOOD GUYS WITH MECHAS AND ALL I GOT WAS THIS LOUSY T-SHIRT

[Well, to be fair, it doesn't make much sense for Archer either. He should have known in the first place. And Petrel...how did he even let it get this far?

Allow him to babble a bit more!] Had I know who you were...I wasn't myself. I won't ask for your trust immediately but I will do anything I can for you. You only need to say it. [plz notice him]

[That's definitely enough to snap him out of it. In fact, it's more than enough.] You almost destroyed two regions, your teammates, and your boss, and that's all you have to say?

[...So he's still a little bitter about the whole thing. Too bitter to even try to pretend he's alright with this bad guy thing. Why wouldn't he be? Things got so bad that reality started to twist and turn around them. He and his friends were almost killed. He's exhausted to the core. That's not even getting into what happened to Arceus and those other three legendary Pokémon.

What difference does he make?]

Nothing else I could say would make it any better. [What else can he say? He did what he did. He's only staying because Giovanni had ordered him to, even if he hardly deserves it at this point.]

If you want to punish me more harshly, you could.

[He's about to get more upset, but he quickly regains a sense of his place- he's the stranger in this situation. Although Archer's actions were stupid and insane, they were stupid enough to get his father's attention. The grunts in the room are full of uncertain feelings about this heir that suddenly showed up. He doesn't need to make a worse impression.

He forces himself to settle down. At the same time, he should... at least try to exert some of that control he supposedly has.] I want you to promise me that you won't try something that stupid. [...He can't just say stupid. He has to make it sound like more than that.] Stupid, reckless, and ineffective. [That's a little better, isn't it? ...It sits even worse with him.]

[And there's plenty of Grunts' eyes on him after his little outburst. Being led under some kid they're supposed to adore isn't going to be a quick change without Archer to push them up to speed.]

Anything you want. I promise.

...Then it's in the past. There's nothing we can do but keep moving forward.

[He needs to follow his own advice, doesn't he? There's nothing he can do. He's burned his bridges. Now he has to work his way into Team Rocket and change it from the inside out.

There's no other place in the world for him now. Nowhere but within the ugly depths of the undead Team Rocket.]

Very well.

[He'll get off his knees then.

...]

Would you like a drink? [A four course meal? A hot bath? A foot rub?]

[...A what? No, no, he's fine. He shakes his head. Don't... Don't try to make him comfortable.]

[Looking a little stiff there, Silver. Perhaps a massage then?]

Very well. Is your room set up here? We'll have to scatter but we have better furnished locations if you'd prefer those.

[...He gets his own room? He gets a well furnished room if he wants it? Uh...]

Don't worry about me. There's more important places to put your- [ahem--] our funding. [Yeah. There. That's better.]

[Such noble sacrifice for the sake of the team!]

How thoughtful of you. I'll get everything set up for you here, then. [Be right back gonna find the best bedroom in this place and make sure there's fresh sheets and it's been dusted and vacuumed and-]

...Aren't you tired or hurt? [You were out for quite a while, Archer. Besides, his efforts will be wasted- he'll end up following his father wherever he goes.]

[???] No. Why? [All the wrinkles under his eyes don't mean he's tired, they're just naturally there.]

[You kind of got blasted by Arceus.

You know, like he and his friends did. Several times. Silver's pretty exhausted, but not even remotely comfortable enough to consider falling asleep.]

Nevermind. [He's going to have to work with this nut job. Great...]

[Nope, doesn't ring a bell!

Isn't this exciting Silver think of all the fun they'll have working together blahblahblah-] Just let me know if you need anything at all. I should catch up with my Executives now.

...Okay. [Go ahead and do that. He doesn't want to be anywhere near Archer anymore and is more than glad to see his attention elsewhere.

Eventually Giovanni leaves to go elsewhere; Silver follows him immediately. The two of them have some father son... bond...ing... and have a nice chat about the whole Team Rocket thing.

Silver gets a couple of days to recover from being nearly killed by Arceus and blinded and muted by Petrel before he's put into a temporary grunt uniform and sent off on his first mission- it's an important one right off the bat. He has to accompany Archer to some old bases that might not be secure, clean them out of anything useful, and get rid of everything else- no traces left.

That's easy enough. That's not even too bad, right? It's... It's not hurting Pokémon.

He periodically adjusts his hat and waits for Archer to show up and lead him to their bases in silence.]

[And he shows up not a second later! It's been ages since Archer's done field work like this, but it used to be his specialty. Usually he got Proton to do the, well, cleanup, but a data and paperwork sweep is best suited for Archer.

It's nighttime and they'll have to do some sneaking around, so Archer's in black clothing today. He can't afford to mess up in other stupid ways, like wearing bright white clothing in the middle of the night.]

Good evening, Silver. I hope you didn't wait for long. [Hi he missed you.]

[An outfit change? Makes sense, given the time of day... Silver bows his head in respect and greeting. He's still not adjusted to the idea of having any real power of his own.]

I didn't. I'm ready.

[Silver's accompanied by Weavile today; his partner is a little uncomfortable with their situation, but he's ready for action nonetheless.]

It'll be a bit of a walk. I'd arrange a car or some other method, but we don't have all the resources right now...

[He looks down at the Weavile. Letting your Pokemon walk, huh? How strange.]

I can fly there if you can.

[Oh goodie, Silver can do that too.] In that case, yes. I have a Golbat I can use.

Lead the way, then. [He lets out Honchkrow and Weavile immediately situates himself on Silver's shoulder. Let's fly.]

[Flying means it'll only take a few minutes to reach the base. It's a simple building out in the woods, likely an old storage house until Team Rocket took it over. Anyone who tries to break in will only see empty rooms inside.]

This way. [Archer flips through a few key cards he brought along. The door to the basement is hidden behind an old poster for a Pokemon tournament. Foolproof!]

[...Real sneaky, Archer. Team Rocket's full of idiots...

Silver keeps quiet and makes his way down into the basement with caution. If it's so poorly hidden, it's no wonder why they need to make it disappear.]

[What? No one else has discovered it so far! But it is the most vulnerable base to clear out first.]

Let's do the labs first. We'll burn the entire building when we're done.

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