This is War(privet rp)

[Dragon Gal]

"Huh?" The electrician jumped as the Ninetales nudged him. He hadn't notice it come closer. "Oh... hey there, Ninetales." He thought maybe it was giving Roy permission to pet it- he'd held his hand out to it earlier- so he crouched so the boy could get closer.
"You don't know that," he murmured to the Trainer. "A little faith?"

The Aqua grunt paused, trying to listen for pawsteps or something of the sort. He knew the Houndoom was stronger after it'd howled, and he didn't want to get himself killed, but what could he do other than chase it down? If he was seen as 'helping' the intruders, he'd be branded as traitor and exiled, or killed. Even his friends would push him away. Even Mariah...
He slowly crept down a corridor, gun at the ready.

Aqua's thug-like tactics? "I know..."
That was how he'd met the Rogues. He'd already been worse for wear, but the Trainer's Aqua-instincts had kicked in pretty quick, and the guy had beaten him half to death before he even stopped to think. They'd moved on, but he'd followed them, hoping to steal some of their supplies.
It'd been his cocky nature that allowed him to stay. He'd stolen what he needed, but he wanted to get back at the Trainer for the abuse, so he'd stolen a few of his Pokemon, hiding their balls a little away, and keeping one. When he let the Pokemon out, and the men realised it was him, they'd realised how good a pickpocket he really was. And even an Aqua was smart enough to know he could be useful.
He glanced up as Leon continued. So it'd gotten worse... the Trainer had told them stories about what he called Aqua's 'glory days,' when it wasn't so bad. But it sounded like the Team had declined further and further since he'd run from them. "I..." I'm sorry. He sighed. "Thankyou."

[Whistle.Concert]

Roy grinned, putting his hand out and trying to grab the Pokemon's ear. It lightly nipped his hand, as if scolding him for being rough, and he noticed it seemed to grin as he pulled his hand away. Roy frowned, before holding his hand out again, trying to pet the Kitsune's face. This time he was allowed, as he wasn't trying to grab it or pull on it.
The Ninetales was not Kody, it did not appreciate rough handling.

~
Grim smirked, seeing that something had finally shown up to try and challenge her.
Wait. That was it. Two Sneasel? The fire type started laughing, watching as the younger one hid behind the older one.
"..Is this really the best they could come up with?" Grim snorted, standing up, tail wagging. "There's a fire type in the base, so they send in two ice types; one's still a kid and the other's so old he can barely stand!"

She watched, red eyes narrowing as the elderly male stepped forward. "You really think you can take me, old man?"

Birch growled, not moving, though every instinct as a Sneasel told him to push Aspen in front and run for his life. "I don't think I can take you, Mutt. I know I can."

"Very well." Grim responded, licking her muzzle. "This will be great fun.."
She took a few steps back, before springing. She did not aim at the male she was supposed to be fighting, instead taking aim at the younger female. Let's see how far your loyalties lie..

The Houndoom's teeth began to glow red, before the set aflame, and she let out a growl of victory as she bit into flesh and bone. Just as she thought, the older one would get in the way.
She tossed her head, throwing the small cat Pokemon against a wall with a nasty crunch. "So much for beating me, you useless sack of fur."

She watched as the younger one, nothing more then a kit, ran over to her mortally wounded companion. Grim allowed this to happen, just wanting to see what the she-sneasel was doing.

"Birch! Granpa!" Aspen knelt down by the older Sneasel, grasping one of his claws in her own. "Grandpa! Get up!"
"Heh.." He weakly smiled up at her, the light in his eyes already starting to fade. "A-Aspen...I w-want you..To be a b-big girl.."
He took a shaky breath, blood running from the corner of his mouth. "..You n-need to be a..Big girl. And you..Need..To run. Run and h-hide."
She gripped his paw tighter, whimpering.
"..Grandpa loves you, A-Aspen..." He mewed. "N-Never forget that..Now..G-get going.."
His eyes closed and he gave a small sigh, his breathing stopping.

Aspen gulped, tears forming in her eyes. "Y..Yes Grandpa.."
She dropped his paw, before turning and running for her life, speeding past Grim as she did so. She did not look back; she knew that if she looked back, she would stop. And if she stopped, she would die.

~
"No problem; you found Hurry." Leon responded. "Though that was my fault for leaving him behind."
He hadn't meant too. There had just been panic once Piper had collapsed. He had wanted to get her to safety...
Though why did he bother. She was just going to Aqua land to get herself killed anyway! His hand closed around Hurry's ball just a little bit tighter.

[Dragon Gal]

"Uh... Yeah," the pickpocket answered quietly. He debated telling the kid that it had been a ploy to talk to them, but he figured the boy probably knew that already. "We should get some food," he muttered. "I'm sure that's why the Treecko is following us. Get some food for you and your Trainer, if she's awake, hm?"

The electrician smiled as Roy played with the Ninetales. He'd been a little wary of it biting him, but realised quickly that it was being gentle. And this was more animated than he thought he'd ever seen the boy. At least, after the pickpocket had scared the life out of him. He was pretty sure the other Rogue felt bad about that. After all, he'd been the one carrying the child before they'd parted ways.
Well, if we can help him, it won't matter anymore. It would just mean they'd have to enter the Magma base. Well, they could just drop the boy at the door, but he didn't like the idea. He'd have to discuss it with the Trainer at some point.
"You wanna walk for a bit, Roy? Can play with the Ninetales that way."

The Aqua's head snapped up as he heard the sounds of a battle. From this far away, he couldn't distinguish the species, but he could hear a Pokemon cry out. Mariah?
Rationally thinking, it probably wasn't her. He recognised her Pokemon's voices, and he didn't recognise this scream. But he rushed forward anyway; he couldn't help it. If she was in trouble, he'd die trying to save her.

[Whistle.Concert]

Leon continued to walk down the corridors, heading towards the kitchens. "There's not really much of a selection; well, there is, but eating something too rich might not be good, so I think Pidget's gone ahead and told them to limit your options.."

~
Roy nodded. "I'll walk a little bit.."
He was aware that his back had started hurting again, as he had finally started to come around a little bit. He was still sick, and awfully so, but he didn't exactly seem to be dying any more. He was started to regain feeling, and that made him aware that he'd charred his back pretty badly.
But he wanted to play with the Fox pokemon; It reminded him of Snow.

~
Aspen continued running, rushing past the Aqua grunt. She hoped that he had a water type with him; there was no telling what that Houndoom would do to a human.
The little Sneasel kitten sobbed as she kept running. How could of she just left Birch there...That monster was going to eat him, or maul him, or something terrible!
Don't be daft. He TOLD you to run! She thought to herself.

[Dragon Gal]

Huh? "Hey!" The Aqua automatically called out to the Sneasel, quickly realising that it was running for it's life. Looks like I'm close...
Why was he doing this, anyway? He was the least use against an invader! He didn't even have any Pokemon with him! Of course, that wasn't unusual- he put them in 'daycare' while he was on-duty, since an electrician's work could be just as dangerous to them as it was to him, but with Jon coming in, he hadn't gone back to get them yet. All he had was the gun.
He knew how stupid he was being, but he kept moving forward. Maybe he had a death wish; who knew.

"Any food is good," the pickpocket murmured, glancing around. He knew that he should be trying to gather as much information as possible while he was here- especially since Leon seemed to trust him, at least a bit- but after seeing how bad a shape the infirmary was in, he didn't really want to cause further damage to the Team. Although he did notice a few repairs going on here and there- the result of an Aqua raid, perhaps?
"It'd be nice if it was hot, though," he commented. "At least, for the girl and I. Probably not her Pokemon, huh?" he asked the Treecko, still trying to bribe conversation out of the gecko. It didn't seem interested.

The electrician noticed the boy wince as he set him on the ground. "You okay?"
He held out a hand to him.So he doesn't slow us down too much- he'll have to match my speed.
At least, that was what he told himself.

[Whistle.Concert]

"Fine.." Roy responded, reaching out to the Ninetales and scratching behind it's ear. He was no longer on death's doorstep; he wasn't going to show his weaknesses until he knew he was in a safe place. A bit late for that, really, but it was better then nothing.

~
"Hot food?" Leon responded, leaning against the door frame as they entered the kitchens. His nose wrinkled as the scents of multiple different spices accosted his senses. No matter how long he was a part of team Magma, he would never get used to the insane amount of spices used in Magma food. "I'll see what they can come up with."
He whistled, watching as one of the kitchen's denizens rushed over. It was...What was her name again? He couldn't remember. But either way, her name wasn't important.
What was important is that she was a charmeleon. A Charmeleon wearing a pink, frilly apron.

"What's the order today, sugar~" The red lizard Pokemon basically sang, her green eyes seeming to glow in happiness. For a species that was often 'moody', this one seemed rather chipper.

~
"Hmm..What should I do with you.." Grim snorted, standing over the body of the older Sneasel. She growled as she felt something tug on her tail. "Sneezy, rack off!"
The female Sneasel shook her head, yanking Grim's tail again. "Now now, I think you should focus on your mission of 'Finding Kody' instead of tormenting random Aqua members. We're supposed to be avoiding casulaties. We don't want a large scale war."
The houndoom snarled, whipping it's tail out of her hands, before skulking off, leaving Sneezy alone in the corridor.

[Dragon Gal]

The Aqua had rounded the corner just in time to see the Houndoom distracted by the Sneasel. He quickly ducked back around the corner, hoping that the dog Pokemon was not about to come this way. He leant against the cool tiles, contemplating. He hadn't recognised that Sneasel... still, he'd only seen it for a second. It was an ice type; it had to be on his side. And hey, it'd gone after the Houndoom, hadn't it?

"Hehe, you seem happy, little lady," the pickpocket said, crouching to be on the Charmeleon's level. "It smells beautiful in here. Whatcha cooking, little chef?" he asked it, smiling. He knew it was Magma; knew that it could burn his face to a crisp in a second, but the little Charmeleon was quite adorable.

The electrician frowned. "That pickpocket's better at reading people than I am. But even I can tell you're not fine. But hey," he continued lightly. "We're rogues. None of us are fine- we're all starving out here together."
He noticed the Trainer flash him a concerned look, but didn't pay it too much attention. He was allowed to be annoyed sometimes, wasn't he?

[Whistle.Concert]

"Yeah, you get going!" Sneezy yowled after Grim, before leaning against a wall, letting out a long string of curses. There were supposed to be no casualties. There were supposed to be no casualties. This was a rescue mission, not a 'kill things' mission, and then Grim had let her blood lust get in the way..
The small catweasel growled, before letting lose a rather naughty, four letter word. She knew that to Aquas, it might sound like she was grieving over the male Sneasel, and in a way she was.
This wasn't the right kind of mission for senseless murder!

~
The pudgy Charmeleon grinned broadly, before lessening it a little, not wanting to intimidate the nice man with her mouth full of sharp teeth. "Well, that really good smell is Honey Ginger grilled Finneon.." She replied, licking her lips a little bit. "There's also Torchic Breasts with Green Chile-Almond Cream Sauce, that one really helps your metabolism! And we have more grilled Fish..We have grilled Goldeen Taco's, those are yummy, and pretty light if you don't put too much spice on them. I can't see why you wouldn't, spicy things are the gre-atest~"
The lizard Pokemom spoke quickly as she listed off a bunch of spicy foods that were cooking.
"Oh! Oh! And there's Red Chile-Spiked Chocolate Mousse for people and pokemon with a sweet tooth! The Madame's special Pokemon reallyyyy likes that one!"

~
Roy just gave a small nod, still playing the Ninetales, squeaking as he was nipped again. "...You're really fragile.." He said. "It's strange..."
The red-eyed fox Pokemon just looked at him, as if daring him to try and play rough again.

[Dragon Gal]

The pickpocket couldn't help laughing at the little fire Pokemon. "Excited, aren't you? What's your name, little lady?" He held out his hand a little. He wanted to pet the excited little chef, but wasn't sure how she'd go for it. Or how Leon would feel about it for that matter. Better to let her come to him. "Those foods sound as yummy as they smell. I wonder which Leon'll let me have?"
He indicated the Treecko, hovering a little behind him. "And you'd better ask this little guy what his Trainer might like. Hopefully, she's awake by now." He smiled, a tad sheepishly, as he noticed the Treecko shoot daggers at being called a 'little guy.' Guess this one was a toughie.

Well, that settled it. Had to be an Aqua Sneasel, greaving over the lost. He came out from around the corner and sighed. Why did so many have to die? Death was only natural, but so many!
"Hey... are you okay?" he asked gently, stopping a little way behind the greaving funeral. "I'm sorry. But he'll have a good burial, the same as all our lost," he murmured. It wouldn't comfort the younger catweasel, but it was the only thing he could say.

"Hm?" Why did the boy think it was strange? Then again, he didn't have much experience with Ninetales'... "Maybe it's just trying to teach you how to play with it, like cat Pokemon do. After all, they always say 'there's a right way to play with a cat Pokemon. And if you do it wrong, they'll let you know.' Maybe the Ninetales is doing that?" His question was phrased to Roy, but he looked at the Ninetales as he spoke, wondering if it would give him some indication if he was on the right track or not.

[Whistle.Concert]

The Ninetales nodded at the older human, before looking back at Roy. "I am not a toy, little human.."
Of course, The kitsune knew it wouldn't be understood, but it was tired of sitting in silence. It might as well speak, though it would not be understood.

~
"I'm Pepper!" She responded, moving closer and holding up one hand, either for a high-five or a handshake. "Named after the spicy little fruitvegetable things, Chilli peppers! And also named after the black stuff that makes you sneeze."
She giggled, before looking up at Leon. "..And I've been told that I have to give you guys something light. Which means not much spice...Umm...I think Barbecued cloyster might do well there, if we don't put much sauce on it.."
She put a claw to her chin thoughtfully. "...Or the Goldeen taco might do good. What do you think, sir?"
Pepper finally seemed to notice Justin, and she grinned again. "And what you like, mr.minty green?"

~
Sneezy turned around, looking back at the Aqua grunt. Well...This was awkward. "Oh..I'm fine.." She responded. not really planning on mentioning that she happened to be in team Magma. "And I know he will..."
She shuffled a bit awkwardly, surprised that this aqua member seemed more..Forlorn...
She had expected anger, ruthlessness, much like the leader of this team...
Of course, not every team member acted like their leader, and she knew that.