Team Snagem HQ (Mt. Silver)

[Reno Vantas]

Twitching on the ground, Reno found himself watching as the world around him began to almost break down. What had he done? All it had been was an electric shock, and now his brain had broken again. "Hey, dumbass. Repressing your stutter doesn't mean you fixed things." Wait, whose voice was that? What was going on?

Miror B. would only be able to see Reno twitching on the ground, muttering random words. Well then, he had a good opportunity to leave and his Pokemon were sitting on a desk nearby. Why did people let Reno run off with the prisoner again?  

[Atlantis_Darts]

Tesei Utakata

Twitching on the ground, Reno found himself watching as the world around him began to almost break down. What had he done? All it had been was an electric shock, and now his brain had broken again. "Hey, dumbass. Repressing your stutter doesn't mean you fixed things." Wait, whose voice was that? What was going on?

Miror B. would only be able to see Reno twitching on the ground, muttering random words. Well then, he had a good opportunity to leave and his Pokemon were sitting on a desk nearby. Why did people let Reno run off with the prisoner again?

The Cipher Admin, a bit stunned still from the electric discharge from inside of him, would haul himself to one leg painstakingly, the other dangling behind him uselessly as he tried to avoid putting weight on the broken femur due to the hellacious shot Reno had dealt it a moment before. He gathers his Pokeballs from off the desk and makes it to the nearest terminal, inside the medlab, his fingers flying across the keypad as he accesses Snagem's database. He's leaning heavily on the console, typing furiously with some kind of purpose in mind.  

[Darksol88]

Hearing the commotion from before, Aden moved back to where Reno and Miror B. was... only for Miror B. to pass by him. What came next was a few words from one very agitated hybrid. "For crying... DAMMIT, Reno, you had one freaking job!" He screamed, before racing after the now escaped prisoner. As far as he was concerned, Reno could lay there and twitch for the next few hours. As he neared the Medlab, he readied his Scyther. Much as he didn't want to send out a Shadow Pokemon inside the HQ, he figured it was a safe assumption that Miror B. had already gotten his Pokeballs back and an even safer one that every last one of them were infected. To send anything else out would be an even larger risk.

Trying to avoid having to resort to him, however, chi began welling around his fist before he threw it not at Miror B., but at the computer he was trying to use. Though his fist wasn't able to hit it by any means, the extra range provided from his preferred way of using Psychic sent enough force to go after the terminal from the side. "And the hell do you think you're doing!?"


The local commotion was enough to get Cera to spring up in a matter of seconds, seeing what was going on before she took off to pull at the leg Miror B. seemed to be trying not to put too much weight on. "Excuse me, can we help you? Maybe find a way to make the mess you've put us in become your mess alone?" She snapped, ready to pull the broken leg a lot more than she already was.  

[Reno Vantas]

Reno watched as Miror B. sprinted out of the room in his daze, unable to pursue the Cipher Admin, as the voices began to speak to him again. "Reno, you kept it back too long. Split's too wide. You're dying, you idiot." The mechanic struggled to his feet before gripping a nearby vial and preparing to throw it.

The terminal Miror had managed to access wouldn't allow him unrestricted access to the SNAG network, but he would be able to find data on some interesting meteorites and the cursory data that had been gathered about what they could do.  

[Atlantis_Darts]

Darksol88

Trying to avoid having to resort to him, however, chi began welling around his fist before he threw it not at Miror B., but at the computer he was trying to use. Though his fist wasn't able to hit it by any means, the extra range provided from his preferred way of using Psychic sent enough force to go after the terminal from the side. "And the hell do you think you're doing!?"


The local commotion was enough to get Cera to spring up in a matter of seconds, seeing what was going on before she took off to pull at the leg Miror B. seemed to be trying not to put too much weight on. "Excuse me, can we help you? Maybe find a way to make the mess you've put us in become your mess alone?" She snapped, ready to pull the broken leg a lot more than she already was.

Miror B. triumphantly hits the final key on the keyboard and the terminal would flash the message 'Transfer Complete' as alarms begin going off through HQ.

"WARNING! WARNING!" GRAY warbles over the loudspeaker, like a drunken sailor. "Information breach, initiating lock down!" It looked as though the AI had gotten wind of this breach... a little slowly for some reason, as one would have figured he would have shut the terminal off early.

The terminal gets crushed by the Psychic, and Cera glomps ahold of the dancer's leg, that sends him crashing down to the medlab floor with a hiss of pain, as he throws two Pokeballs. "Ludicolo!" he shouts, the darkness immediately evident as their exposure to the virus was evident by their auras. "Rain Dance!" There's a murderous grunt from the first Ludicolo, but they obey, filling the room with clouds and immediately a torrential downpour begins flushing towards the hallway, storm clouds rumbling the HQ as they unleash an immense infected torrent of rain with a thunderclap.

Miror B., hissing in pain as the rain starts aims a sharp kick into Cera's head, slamming down the heel on top of the Mew. "Get! Off!" he shouts with each kick of his good leg.  

[Darksol88]

"I'll get off when this thing's fully out of its socket!" Cera yelled, making her mental broadcast as loud and wide-reaching as possible to get the attention of as many members as she could. Not even the Ludicolo could stop her from her efforts, though the kicks were trying to do a good job of it. She was still trying to hold on for dear life, trying her best to keep Miror B. down.

"Oh, we are NOT having this!" Aden spoke up, diverting his attention to one of the Ludicolo and trying to give it a Psychic-fueled punch instead. He really didn't want to have to resort to using Scyther, not in the Medlab. He already knew Arkana was practically done for at this point.


By now, Amaranth finally noticed that, hey, something was going on! She could hear the sudden storm, and as soon as she was in the hallway, seeing it was all too easy. Knowing she shouldn't let out an infected Pokemon around here, she wound up trying to tackle the other Ludicolo instead. At least she made herself slightly useful. Maybe. She was still hardly any use to this.  

[Reno Vantas]

From one of the secondary rooms, Dista wandered out into the hallway. She had been hearing a bunch of commotion and now it sounded less like the usual antics. What was going on? Grabbing one of her Pokeballs off of her hip and slinking through the hallway, the functional mute quietly looked into the medbay and waited for her moment to attack. Maybe.  

[Atlantis_Darts]

Darksol88

"I'll get off when this thing's fully out of its socket!" Cera yelled, making her mental broadcast as loud and wide-reaching as possible to get the attention of as many members as she could. Not even the Ludicolo could stop her from her efforts, though the kicks were trying to do a good job of it. She was still trying to hold on for dear life, trying her best to keep Miror B. down.

"Oh, we are NOT having this!" Aden spoke up, diverting his attention to one of the Ludicolo and trying to give it a Psychic-fueled punch instead. He really didn't want to have to resort to using Scyther, not in the Medlab. He already knew Arkana was practically done for at this point.


By now, Amaranth finally noticed that, hey, something was going on! She could hear the sudden storm, and as soon as she was in the hallway, seeing it was all too easy. Knowing she shouldn't let out an infected Pokemon around here, she wound up trying to tackle the other Ludicolo instead. At least she made herself slightly useful. Maybe. She was still hardly any use to this.

Miror B. begins crawling towards the exit as more and more people begin to pile in on top of him, ignoring Cera for the moment, trying to make a break for it. "Shadow Torrent!" he commands. The two Ludicolo, one about to be met by a punch and an Amaranth respectively groan evilly as they vomit forth a shadowy, dirty feeling energy at a high velocity, both projectiles on target to be direct hits. The rain rolls across the floor of HQ, steadily beginning to accumulate enough to pool and roll out the door of the medlab.

Of course, the Cipher Admin had no way to know he would have a hard time finding the exit, hidden behind a wall illusion.  

[Darksol88]

"Shadow what?" Aden spoke up, just in time for him and Amaranth to end up taking the nasty torrent. While his... unusual typing allowed him to not be bothered with it as much, the vile chi mingling with it made him reel back and keep a little distance until he recovered. Once he did, though, he tried to keep Miror B. down as Cera's efforts were proving to be in vain and could only hope that Arkana found some way to get to safety. He really didn't want to think about the possibility of an infected Zoroark.

Amaranth wasn't even able to make it to hit the Ludicolo she went after, the torrent keeping her back. Not having much training in the way of dealing with attacks that didn't set well with her, let alone its nature, she could suddenly understand how Cera had to have felt earlier. It was like she had been hit with a freight train, though she tried to get back to her feet afterward. Adrenaline was a hell of a thing, and she at least knew she had to do something, somehow.  

[Reno Vantas]

Looking wordlessly at the Zoroark she was taking cover beside and the approaching sea of water, Dista quietly grabbed the strange talking Pokemon's arm before dragging her back away from the water breach before throwing her Pokeball at the ceiling. Quickly popping out onto the roof and holding position up there, Phemes looked towards the illusion before turning to her current trainer. Giving a few quick motions towards the illusion before doing a strange signal of placing a hand at her temple and throwing it forward, she watched as the Metagross fired a blast of Psychic through the illusion towards where she had heard torrents of water emerging from. There was no way anyone else was using water attacks in there right now.  

[Atlantis_Darts]

Espeon_Commander

Arkana would be pulled away from the water breach, fear growing ever more apparent on her face. "Oh hell..." She'd aim for the wall and send out the Pokémon in the Pokéball, Kayvaan. He'd immediately attach himself to the wall and look at Arkana.

"Gre?"

"Oh quiet, Boss has other things going on, I'll explain them later. However..." He'd jump onto Kayvaan's back, who heaved and nearly lost his grip for a moment before regaining it.

"Gre! Grenin gre!"

"Hey, I need to play don't touch the water here! Neither of us want to become like Tati here."

"Grenin." The frog would nod and look at the wall. "Gre?"

"Yeah, if you can fire something at range, go for it."

Kayvaan would nod and jump to the ceiling now, aiming at the door. He'd then unleash an Icy Wind into the room with guidance from Arkana, to make sure the energy wasn't wasted on an actual part of the wall.

The twin attacks of the Metagross and the Greninja slip through to the Ludicolo, as they expertly avoid becoming infected by avoiding the rain running down the floor. The two sombreros do not relent however, the veins popping out madly in their eyes as they succumb to the sickness inside of them, summoning more and more rain to try and wash the Snagems away, and infect them as new hosts for the virus, their will for battle still unbroken even though the damage was vicious.

Miror B. on the other hand was done with looking for the door, and as Aden closes in on him, he throws a third Pokeball. "Ludicolo!" he shouts, unsurprisingly, as a fresh Shadow Pokemon erupts from the orb with a grunt. "We need a door!" He points at the wall of the medlab bordering the outside world. "Open a stage for me to dance my way out of here! Hyper Beam!" the Ludicolo inhales with a groan as it turns its blackened eyes towards the wall, before emitting an enormous, radiating beam of energy through the wall of the medlab, blowing a hole clean into the heart of Mount Silver.