This log was edited for readability purposes (removing typos mostly) and none of the content otherwise has been removed. - Sabrina
The Obelisk - Medical? <----------——
The third floor of The Obelisk is a comprehensive medical facility equipped with the best that could be salvaged from Confederate Headquarters! It is partitioned into extremely sterile work environments using transparent hard light walls that allow for constant observation of all activities- including the messy ones. Fortunately, that is more than enough to treat most of the injuries that might be encountered, even by Confederate Elites.
Unfortunately, the Medical Ward is woefully understaffed, and the staff that it does have consists largely of disgruntled bound demons, undead, elementals, automatons, and a fair number of unlucky refugees from the city below who were positively identified as having medical experience. Though they are in safe working environments (mostly), many of them are not particularly happy with their lot in life right now, and are less than pleasant to their patients. The only reason that they aren't actively sabotaging anything is because of the security cameras monitoring everyone's actions.
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Sabrina C 0s 4 Psychic Menace
Cell C Imperfect+ 1h 4 Fear-Inspiring Perfection
John Darke C 58s 0 Team Rocket Agent
<D> Down to The Obelisk
<OOC> John Darke wavers
<OOC> Sabrina bites.
<OOC> John Darke says, "ow."
<OOC> Sabrina kids. :3
<OOC> John Darke says, "would you like to RP?"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Hello."
<OOC> John Darke says, "I see you are a fellow group member of TR"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I suppose you're asking because I am a rocket. And yeah sure, give me just a sec to finish writing powers/detail."
John Darke (Darke) pages: well, partly that, also though oocly, so you know, I am in the midst of a defection TP, which you might find ICly interesting if you find out about my wanting out.. and have something to say about it
You paged John Darke with 'Yes, provided she did find out I do imagine she'd try to 'persuade' him not to… and crush him like a bug if he didn't comply lol. She's a viciously loyal rocket, hence why she was once (and currently) an executive.'
You paged John Darke with 'Where do you wish to RP? I can't imagine here in the medical ward.'
John Darke (Darke) pages: Heh. His reasons are a matter of despair and regained sanity. he knows how wrong the things he has done are.. problem is he even gave Ash.. shall we say a very convincing piece of collateral to show how serious he was.
John Darke (Darke) pages: Well, yesterday I got my ass handed to me by yellow so I am in the medical ward to heal.
John Darke (Darke) pages: If you read my powers and flaws, so you know, he actually gave ash his STARTER, Crush.
You paged John Darke with 'Ah so. It'd probably be a medical visit then. Well… I don't see her visiting random rockets for no reason. But I guess she could be debriefing him. And yes, I saw who Crush was.'
John Darke (Darke) pages: Of course, in his current state, with your psychic abilities, you can almost certainly pick up on his emotional distress. considering it's been some months now since.
John Darke (Darke) pages: Well, Darke isn't just a random rocket, he was a high ranked elite. in the organization, only the top execs could really order him around.
John Darke (Darke) pages: Want me to set, anyways?
You paged John Darke with 'Would you care to open? Since she'd be visiting him in the ward? That, and, admittedly I am a tad rusty. :P. … Sure. :)'
<OOC> Sabrina says, "We're going to be rping in here Cell, hope that's okay with you. *realizes he's idle*"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Brb just a sec, getting some water."
In the Confederate Medical ward there are plenty of convalescent operatives, as is so often the case, but one thing that is perhaps less usual is that in one of the private rooms at the moment is the Team Rocket agent known as John Darke. Due to the excellent medical care being afforded to him, his injuries are healing, at least the physical ones, and he is right now sitting up on his bed, hugging at his knees. The injuries he had sustained include ones sustained by lightning, the beaks of a Dodria, and the teeth of a raticate. the worst however was the impact breakage of a number of his ribs.
<OOC> John Darke says, "ok"
*click, clack, click, clack, cla…*
The sound of heels clicking hurriedly against the hard marble floor of the Confederate Medical Ward can be heard echoing in the hallway not far from where John is waiting for a debriefing. The sound is emanating from a short (5'5'') woman dressed in a cranberry red sweater and midnight skirt with cherry red heels… her long, raven, hair hanging to ankle-length and swaying to and fro as she moves. Her visage is a mixture of displeasure and impatience as she makes her way down the hall - passing several servile demons along the way whom she pays absolutely no mind to. (*"Why of all persons would I be sent to interview this person. This… John Darke. There must be something going on… some niggling suspicion that needs confirming. Why else would they send me…?*) … She continued making her way to the private room of the TR Elite she was about to meet, possibly for the first time, and wondering why it had to be her. She was certainly not TR's most friendly interviewer that much everyone should know by now.
*Knock, knock, knock…* The dull thud of a relatively weaker hand rapping against the door to the room comes after several moments… followed by silence.
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Pardon the typos. I'll try to error proof my posts, but this is one of the things I am known for. Typo city. c.c."
<OOC> John Darke says, "It's ok. What IS known in the confederacy is that Crush has been seperated from him somehow, and his mental state is far from ideal."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Has it been an hour since we started? That can't be right, Cell's idle time just increased by an hour. o.o"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I see."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Thanks for the heads up. :)"
Sitting where he is, Darke turns to face the door and he calls out, "Who is it?" there's an obvious darkess in his voice.. "I guess you can come in.. I'm decent. " pretty thoroughly bandaged up, his legs are under the blanket, but his upper body is visible, and it looks very thin. He's not been eating properly lately. Also to the psychically inclined, there is a very definite aura of grief and pain, as well as a lot of regrets emanating from him that can be sensed.
<OOC> John Darke says, "Well, before his partner died, Darke WAS quite friendly. then he turned into a real psycho type."
Already before walking through the door, Sabrina could sense the dour and slightly disturbed aura emanating from the room's sole occupant. This did not serve to give her pause, however, as such things were not altogether uncommon amongst the Confederacy let alone TR.
*Creeeeaak…* The door is opened audibly, the metal hinges squealing with disleasure at the disurbance, the low effort to maintain the ward evident in their disrepair. As the dooor swings wide, in walks Sabrina… a woman of small stature but intimidating demeanor that stems partly from her attitude and partly from the strong negative psychic energies she projects. Two or three steps in, and she stops to stare piercingly at the bed occupant wordlessly. Examining him with her eyes (and other senses besides…)
"…Good Evening Mr. Darke. I am Sabrina, a member of TRs executive branch. I suppose you've been informed of my reasons for coming?"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I Should really work on making my pose less twinkish sounding with this character. I don't know quite how to describe the feel of her without using the word intimidating which is subjective.."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Forboding might be better. Ominous maybe."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Don't mind me, very self-conscious about my poses. XD."
As sabrina enters, Darke glares at her, his grey eyes narrowing just slightly, "I know who you are. And nobody has said anything to me. But I suppose you are here to give me a psychological evaluation since being seperated from Crush. Am I right?" While to most people Sabrina is a very intimidating presence, the pain and the deep madness withing John bolsters his mental fortitude.. or at least it makes sure he does not show any fear. however if Sabrina digs at all, she would soon find out the truth of where Crush is, the pain in his mind at the things he has done, the lives he has taken.
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Oh, and, I've read your finger and stuff. So I know some of that stuff. He's very angsty isn't he? xP. Sabrina is too in a way."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Your poses have been fine so far. I hope my own are suitable."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Yep, he is."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Your poses are great. :3"
<OOC> John Darke says, "What it was that intiially sent him mad was when he took revenge for his partner's death. He blew the head off his own identical twin brother."
<OOC> John Darke says, "That info would be in the TR files about him"
Sabrina doesn't even remotely flinch at the glare… but instead, her lips curl into something of an amused grin causing her ruby red eyes to narrow slightly. "…I see. You're a lively one aren't you?" A slightly mocking tone is used to underscore her mutual lack of intimidation. Before speaking again, she moves across the room without hesitation - making straight for the bed Darke is resting in and stopping at the foot of it. She crosses her arms somewhat then, … "It certainly seems that way. Why don't we start with your recent activities, leading up to what got you in here." She would, of course, be listening as much with her psychic senses as her auditory and visual ones…
«OOC> Sabrina says, "I see. I knew he had killed his twin from finger, but its nice to know about it being 'public knowledge'."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Less 'public' but recorded in TR files."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Hence why public was in quotes. :P"
John Darke sighs, "What about my recent activities? I have been mostly laying fairly low. There's no point in doing anything too likely to get the law on my case.. Not until I find out where the hell Crush is." Shaking his head, he continues.. he doesn't know the full details of Sabrina's abilities, that's not something he has tried to look into, he has only glanced at the roster regularly enough to know she exists, and she's an Exec. Because of this though, he can't help the flash in his memory.. the truth of him handing the pokeball over to Ash. "I was out at the rookery yesterday.. did what I could, but Yellow and her pokemon were just too much for me without Crush.. "
<OOC> John Darke says, "I know of course you are a definite threat to Darke's wanting out of Team Rocket, but the question is just what you'll choose to do about it."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "That's a good question. Even I am unsure of the answer, at this point. I can tell you though her reception of his harboring traitorous thoughts even in his emotional state is unlikely to make her happy. :P"
<OOC> John Darke nods, "Well, you probably will be able to figure something out. "
Though she listens quietly, she is in fact watching very intently for anything that might be of concern. As the man begins to go into detail about his doings though, and she catches a glimpse of contradictory mental imagery, Sabrina's prior slight smirk takes a rather serious downturn as Darke finishes speaking. He was lying. It was in his demeanor, it was in his thoughts, everything about this man practically screamed 'LIAR' to the psychic TR executive standing across from him. Without missing a beat, as he trails off, she interjects suddenly… "Would that be because you gave your pokemon to the trainer named Ash?" Her voice took a threatening tone. Yes, she recognized the boy from his thoughts. They had met before… that meddlesome boy… "That would be it wouldn't it? After all, losing the pokemon youve been linked with for quite some time can be very distressful… but why would someone do that intentionally. Maybe you can tell me..?"
John Darke 's eyes widen almost imperceptibly in alarm "What? What the helll would make you think I'd do something so goddamn stupid? Why would I give him, of all people, my first pokemon? " Shaking in his nerves, he shakes his head, in his mind, the thoughts suddenly utter chaos. "Another pokemon maybe.. to trick him into letting his guard down.. but never Crush.. "
<OOC> John Darke says, "Yes, that panicked Darke."
..As John Darke's mind begins reeling in alarm at her discovery, and his body begins to betray his utter nervousness, Sabrina briefly glows with a bluish hue and levitates off the ground several feet. Taking a seat practically in mid-air and crossing her legs daintily, she continues to penetrate him with her eyes silently as he begins trying to refute her words. All of this to underscore one simple point… "…I am the once renowned Psychic gym leader Sabrina of Saffron and a terror of the once formidable TR Triad where I hail from. I can see through you as one sees through flawless crystal." …Ordinarily, though the Multiverse has served to dull her powers quite considerably at times… she's not about to tell him that while she has an edge. "Why don't you just tell me what I need to know. If I have to take it from you by force, I promise you… will not enjoy it."
John Darke has nowhere to go, and he reaches for the one pokeball beside his bed. "Damned Psychic. You can stay the fuck out of my head, bitch. It was a plan.. to make ketchum lower his guard.. so I can kill him!" Of course he's lying.. but his eyes also show sheer madness. That pokball contains his Gyarados, Rage.. and it is definitely looking like he might set it on Sabrina in these confined quarters.
Sabrina's dangerous glare becomes something of a pompous smirk again as John reacts in his fear with threats and petty insults. Though she could sense the madness seething beneathing the surface of him, she did not seem to care. At least, for the moment. In fact, she begins to laugh audibly at his feeble attempts at intimidating her. She knew full well she had the advantage afterall, if he loosed that thing in here not only would every bound demon and ghoul in the place be on him like stink on… well… but there was also one other matter…
Swirling around her tiny frame appear six pokeballs from practically out of nowhere, teleported into the room most likely. They begin to orbit her form slowly… "…and you will do what with that? Even in your maddened state surely you can see this course of action would be the end of you. Do I really need to spell that out? Volunteering the information I desire would be a much better choice, don't you think…?"
<OOC> Sabrina uses Cell's tail as a vacuum cleaner to clean the floor randomly. :3
John Darke closes his eyes now, his thoughts suddenly seeming to crystallize, his entire body going very still. "You want to know why? I may as well be dead. It makes no difference. I'm losing my mind and you can see it. What is it to you if I want out? If I'm sick and tired of all the pain I have caused. The lives I have taken?"
Once more, her pompous smirk takes a dangerous downturn at his revelation… "…Out? You want out? You may well be right… if that is true then there really isn't much but death awaiting you. Leaving one of the strongest and most important criminal organizations… the Confederacy aside… has dire consequences. Every Rocket knows this even the lowly grunts. Do you earnestly believe we would allow such a valuable person to simply leave? … Further, what makes you believe the Union or its allies will show you any mercy? You're an inconsequential bug who has only served to aid a thorn in their side. That boy would only aid you so as to eliminate one of TRs key personnel. You'd likely be killed afterwards due to the enormous risks someone of your… nature… poses."
John Darke shakes his head, "You think I don't know that? I know more than almost anyone about Team Rocket. I've been a member of the organization for more than TWENTY YEARS. But I can't go on like this.. " Tears start to stream down his face now, "Don't you see? Are you so blind? Or are you such a monster that you simply do not care? I have NOTHING LEFT. I have nobody. "
Sabrina grimaces at his emotional display. Sickening…. yet, it reminds her painfully of someone else she knows quite close to her 'heart'. Not that it was any matter now. "…Ugh, disgusting." Sabrina groans with displeasure at the state of this man infront of her. Apparently a once dangerous TR agent… not that it surprised her any. Exploitation of the emotionally damaged and mentally-ill was a thing all too common where she was from. "Silence and be still… Dry up also." She stared at the weeping mess before her… pondering her options. Killing him was a possibility, and one mandated by the TR charter if he passed his usefulness dangerously. She did wonder, however, if he was not irredeemable even now… "..You could be subjected to personality reconditioning." She said, thinking aloud suddenly yet speaking to him as well. "Useless as you are now, it's perhaps fixable. It would end your pains and for you it would be better than death. Even if it is very close. There is the looming possibility you will be killed should you not comply… but why wouldn't you?"
John Darke blinks, it's almost like somebody has turned off a tap.. "I'm not useless. And the question is not why wouldn't I, but more why would I consent to simply have my mind rewritten? I would not be ME. And you know damn well why I'm unstable at the moment. "
<OOC> Sabrina says, "If you have requests or recomendations about how to treat this situation, I am all ears btw."
<OOC> John Darke says, "I like your ideas at the moment. There is one problem though. At the moment no conditioning can hold due to the links to his pokemon, one of whom is in Ash's hands."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Need to check one minor thing, and that is the possibility of forcing the bond broken."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Of course, whatever we do, if it keeps Dark alive, I expect I'll need to send in an 'upgrade' app for it."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "We could work out a solution for the long term where he is subjected to reconditioning regularly by Sabrina and her Pokemon. Arguably the most experienced people in TR when comes to minds, even linked ones. It could be discussed with staff.""
<OOC> John Darke nods.
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Yes, I imagine you will."
"You ARE useless to anyone in your present state. You are so damaged that you are almost incapable of functioning properly. I also never said 'completely rewritten'. There is no need for that. You merely need reconditioning and elimination or repression of what is causing your instability. It would free you from your emotinoal concerns and constraints and much of your sufffering if not all. It can be done." …She paused then, watching for his reaction to her offer before continuing.. "…Reluctantly, I would be willing to handle the matter personally as I am the only member of TR so well equipped to.."
John Darke frowns, looking at sabrina for a long moment through narrowed eyes. "Alright, but what about Crush? I HAVE to get him back. Somehow. Whatever it takes. " At least he is listening. "If.. you can truly stop it hurting.. I guess it could help."
<OOC> John Darke says, "did I mention that the reason why he killed his brother was that his brother himself had killed Darke's partner.. both in team Rocket and romantic."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "No I don't think you did but thats interesting to know. :)"
Sabrina laughs suddenly as he mentions his pokemon again.. and offers a wry smile. "Oh… we can get it back for you. Taking it back from that naive boy will be child's play." Of course, last time she saw Ash he most certainly was neither naive nor a boy. But she certainly thought him far from dangerous to her, thus her perception of him… that much one could gather from how she regards him so carelessly. "You will be having other meetings with him, yes? I am sure we could do something to convince him to bring it along. In your emotional state, I am fairly certain he trusts enough that you'd never cooperate with us. That wil be his folly…" She uncrosses her arms and brings her hands gently to rest in her lap as she says this.. "Now, you will cooperate yes? You will be all the better for it, it would be a very wise decision I assure you.."
John Darke keeps his gaze on Sabrina, and he nods. "I'll arrange to meet him at some point.. the sooner the better.. I've been apart from Crush far too long already. " his hands are still shaking.. "If I tell him I'm going to be attacking a bank again.. that is a chance for him to capture me.. "
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Getting Crush back would obviously be a mandatory part of 'rehabilitating' him so she is not lying."
<OOC> John Darke nods.
<OOC> John Darke says, "Thank you for the RP, anyway!"
"Yes, that is a good idea. He will undoubtedly bring it in attempt to convince you of the error of your actions… and I can offer my assistance in seizing him and getting back your Pokemon." She would relish the look on the boy's face most definitely… "Very well then…" …She begins to lower herself to the ground psychokinetically, very slowly, until her heels touch the floor once more with a soft *clack*. At this point, the pokeballs orbitting her frame blink back out of existence. "Yes, I will aid you. I would simply have to see the look on his face…" She says more to herself than John, and then the hands come to rest at her side. "I will leave you now, but we will see each again very soon."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Yes, thank you too it was fun. :)"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "You don't have to respond, we can leave it there. Unless you want to."
<OOC> John Darke says, "I think ending it there is a good place"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Me three. :)"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Have a good night."
<OOC> Sabrina assumed you were leaving since you thanked me. XD. Isn't going anywhere for a little while though.
<OOC> John Darke says, "I should call it a night soon, it's gone midnight for me"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Do you want me to post this or keep it private? I'll log it anyway as if you decide to go through with reconditioning staff will likely want it maybe."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I see. :)"
<OOC> John Darke says, "I would post it."
<OOC> John Darke says, "My being prevented from leaving and being reconditioned was actually one of the possible outcomes I had stated for my TP."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I do usually, but I try to always ask first. I'll log it and clean it up though. I always do."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Ah, I see. I hadn't realized."
<OOC> John Darke says, "Going to make an IC post reporting about it?"
<OOC> John Darke says, "My defection is a TP, with a number of possible outcomes, including of course my death."
<OOC> John Darke says, "So much the better getting a confed member of the pokemon cast involved."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I'll definitely post in MCM Wiki but, I dunno about a Fed post as this is more TR business. Then again, it occured in the Fed med ward. Cameras everywhere and such… I suppose a Fed post is mandatory this time."
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I am always happy to get involved in others stories. Thats what makes RP great."
<OOC> John Darke says, "I agree. it has been ages since I have done this much RP here"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Typing up a bbpost lol."
<OOC> John Darke nods.
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Want to see it before I post?"
<OOC> John Darke says, "I am happy to see it when it is posted. :)"
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I mean to make sure it doesn't contain details you don't want in that I may have missed."
<OOC> John Darke says, "ok, sure"
You paged John Darke with 'Report Classification: Low Priority: Classified
Reportee: Confederate Elite Sabrina, Team Rocket Admin.
Details: I met with an mentally unstable Confederate member, and Team Rocket Elite named John Darke in the Confederate Medical Ward for a mandatory debriefing. Room #12940, Floor Eleven. Apparently he had contact with a Union Elite which had adverse affects upon him in his mentally compromised state. As a precaution, and as an attempt to safeguard one of Team Rocket's more valuable personnel, I have volunteered to personally see to it that he gets the reconditioning I believe he requires. I will adress this matter more fully in person with Confederate and Team Rocket administrators at the next opportunity.
- Sabrina'
<OOC> John Darke says, "nice"
<OOC> Sabrina :)
<OOC> Sabrina says, "I take it posting is fine, then?"
<OOC> John Darke says, "Definitely"
You post your note about 'Debriefing John Darke…' in group 28 (Confederate - General) as message #46
<OOC> Sabrina says, "Thank you again for the RP. I enoyed it, and you have an interesting character to say the least. :)"
<OOC> John Darke says, "Thank you too"
