United One

Miror B. paced along the edge of a campsite tucked away in the trees of Lostlorn Forest. He lacked his usual rhythm, and appeared to be deep in a rather annoying line of thought. A Combusken followed behind him, occasionally stopping to glare off into the woods and raise his claws menacingly whenever a Pidove or other equally harmless woodland creature made a noise. This wasn't helping Miror's mood. He rolled his eyes at the overeager Pokemon and turned randomly back towards the tents, leaving Combusken scrambling to catch up.

Kidnapping Paprika had been a stroke of genius, he thought, grinning a bit as he remembered his increasingly amusing conversations with N. Treating her like a guest rather than a hostage had been laziness. He didn't have to keep her locked up or extend any energy to prevent escapes; all he had to do was lie, which was as easy as breathing, really. The problem was, he realized as he stood tapping his foot impatiently near his tent; the problem was, no one was taking him seriously! N was taking far, far too long to comply, and why shouldn't he? Paprika was doing fine. There was no hurry.

Well, then! Today would be the day. Today he'd make sure everyone knew he was oh-so-serious. Putting his hands on his hips, he smiled deviously and called out: "Paprika! Get over here. Resix, you, too."

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[Miror B. is very prepared. It was all put together quite quickly, but he'd tried to consider every variable. Standing at the ready behind him are one of his Lombre -- Lefty -- and a Pikachu. Just in case. Paprika had said something about a Dragonite, after all, and that might end up being an issue. He isn't sure. He held an Ultra Ball in one paw -- another precaution -- and in the other, his Xtransceiver. He glances back at Pikachu.]

Alright, darling; as soon as you see a way to be subtle about it, go ahead and short-circuit her Xtransceiver. Don't want her to teleport away or call anyone, do we? [He grins and turns to Emmet and Proto Man.] I am going to call her up now. We want to get to Nimbasa as quickly as possible after she arrives, so don't stand around gabbing. If all goes well, she won't suspect a thing!

Here we go! Fuhohoho! [He activates the Xtransceiver and waits for Paprika to pick up.] Darling! Paprika. I have had the most fabulous idea. Your Xtransceiver -- You can use it to teleport to the Entralink! Isn't that convenient! Why don't you do that and get out of that wretched desert? I'm sure everyone will be popping up here soon. [Paprika's response: Is there, like, a special teleport-ey button or something?. Miror frowns, annoyed at the interruption.] Yes. Just go to the bit with the map; the Entralink is in the little island in the middle. Touch that and it'll ask you if you want to teleport. You got it? Very easy. [Paprika: Gotcha! Lemme just get my bag, and then I'll...

Miror covers the microphone with his paw and nods towards the gathered Pokemon and Pokemonified people.] All right! Now remember, you can talk to her, it'll seem oh-so-strange if you don't, but I trust no one is going to say anything stupid? [The Xtransceiver transmits a blip noise, and Miror turns to face the teleport pad.] Fabulous, here she comes now!

(( OOC: This is a couple of days after the event! ))

[A blast of disco music is suddenly broadcast over the Xtransceiver. It plays for about ten seconds, then its volume is reduced and replaced by a voice:]

Hellooo, darlings! This is Miror B. broadcasting to you live on Outsider Radio. Fuhohoho! Oh-so-nifty an invention, this network of ours, isn't it? Well, I have a marvelous proposition for the lot of you! Oh, yes! Sit back and listen, boys and girls, because this affects you!

Like I said, I'm Miror B., and I'd like to extend a hand to all my fellow outsiders. How about that little welcome party the locals threw us in Accumula Town, hmm? And my friends in Nimbasa; why, I heard you had similar treatment! Oh-so-rude of those naughty Pokemon, wasn't it? But do not fear! I have the most elegant solution to all your problems! Yes, indeed, darlings, and here it is:

Join Team Miror B.! Be one of us and you'll soon be laughing in the face of whatever this world feels like throwing at you! Why, you can have all the Pokemon you could ever want!

Fuhoho! We're keeping the lines open all day, folks, so don't hesitate to call in. Until then, let the music play! [The disco music returns to its original volume.]

It was nighttime, finally. From his hiding spot behind Professor Juniper's laboratory, Miror B. watched as a man in a lab coat locked the back door and walked away.

Miror B. had gleaned a lot of information from the bag of things the old man at the Entralink had given out, and also from the oh-so-nifty Xtransceiver. One bit of information he had learned was that this lab was a starting point for Unova Pokemon trainers. That meant, quite obviously, that this was where the starter Pokemon were stashed. Miror B. wanted one.

He looked at Emmet. "Now, darling, we must collect a new Pokemon for Team Miror B. They have hidden it away in this lab, which is oh-so-inconvenient of them. We must be very sneaky to pull this off, but I know you can be sneaky, Emmet dear." He grinned, and his glasses glinted sharply. Miror B. was very pleased with Emmet, his first 'recruit' for the new and improved Team Miror B.

Taking a quick glance around, Miror B. stepped towards the back door and pulled a bobby pin from his pocket. He twirled it in his fingers, spinning it about until he reached the door and skillfully inserted it into the lock. Giving the pin a few masterful twists -- clearly he was experienced with picking locks -- he stepped back triumphantly. "Voila! We are in." He opened the door cautiously, in case it was going to squeak, and peered into the dark hallway inside. "In we go, darling," he whispered, and quietly slid inside.

((OOC - Hope this is what you had in mind, Kururu :D Let the heist begin!))