Disclaimer: See Chapter One.
'Sirin, I'll stamp your trainer card after I'm done with these people, unless I am sadly mistaken, this is going to be of extreme gravity.' Professor Rowan said to Sirin as he and the Inquisition war-band entered the laboratory.
As Brøm entered last of all, Rowan jabbed one finger at the Astartes.
'You, sir, have caused me a good deal of annoyance these past three years.' Rowan said accusingly.
'Not my problem Doc.' Replied Brøm
'Because you slipped out during the night, I've had to put up with Professor Rose going on, and on about what an opportunity I missed to help her with her research,- do you have any idea how grating that woman is?' Demanded Rowan.
'No,' Brøm replied, 'but I can tell you like her.' He replied, grinning broadly, and revealing his alarming canines.
'Again, you two know each other?' Asked Sirin incredulously.
Brøm grunted. 'If knocking someone out of the way of a third-story window to jump through said window and make an escape is 'knowing' someone, then yes, I do know the good Doctor.' Replied Brøm sarcastically.
Brøm's reply had struck Rowan dumb. After mouthing stupidly for a moment or two, he regained the use of his tongue.
'Um…well… I take it that you're not from here then, are you?' He asked.
'No, we're not. We're here in pursuit of a heretic cell calling themselves the Bedlam Union, though I've reason to doubt that is what they're calling themselves here, you haven't heard of any extra-shady characters around have you?' Asked Rogal.
'I can't say that I have… I'll ask with an associate of mine with the international police, but I doubt he'll have anything of use, but tell me, if you really are from that fabled 'stellar empire', is there going to be another war fought here soon?' Rowan asked, pulling several glasses from a drawer in his desk, then pouring brandy for six, then cast an apologetic glance at Sirin. 'Sorry my boy, but I think you're a bit young to be drinking yet,' he said.
'I've tasted that stuff once, and I swear I'll never touch alcohol again after that.' He replied with some distaste.
'I'll pass, a good vintage like that'd be wasted on me.' He said.
'Well, I hope not,' Rogal said, accepting one of the glasses from Rowan. 'It really depends on whether me and my associates can bring down the Bedlam Union in short order, from what I've gathered so far they're capturing these…pokémon, and using them to perpetrate massacres across the sector.'
'That is a new level of low.' Rowan said, putting down his glass. 'I'm afraid I haven't heard of any criminal organisations that claim to be capable of space travel, however.'
'Have you heard of any groups that have surfaced in the past three years?' Asked Rogal.
'None I'm afraid.' Rowan replied.
Rogal swirled his brandy in it's glass, thinking.
'This Professor Rose…How into her research is she?' He asked, an idea kindling in the back of his mind.
'She's borderline obsessed.' Rowan replied. 'She was here about a month ago, saying she'd found a lead in her research and she'd be investigating the Solaceon Ruins looking for what she dubbed 'the discovery of the millennium.''
This aroused Rogal's interest, but he didn't say anything.
'Well, we might just have to have a word with her; the promise of technology from before the Horus Heresy would be enough of a temptation for the Bedlam Union to try their luck.' He said.
After this, there was little enough for them to discuss, so Sirin got his trainer card stamped and received a starter pokémon from Rowan,-a blue flightless bird-like creature Sirin called a 'Piplup',- and then they left, Brøm vanishing into the trees once again to meet them outside the city.
'Solaceon Town is pretty close to the middle of the Sinnoh region, so it'll take us a while to get there, but it's unlikely that your crooks know about the Professor's research, so…' Sirin trailed off. 'Do you mind if I do a few gym challenges before we go chasing bad guys?' He asked.
Rogal thought about this for all of ten seconds.
'Yes, I think we might just do that; you need to learn how to fight before I even consider taking you along hunting heretics.' He replied.
No sooner had he said this than they all toppled down a deep pit dug in the middle of the path.
'What in Terra's-' Roared Heldane furiously, Corvus shrieking his own indignation.
He was cut off by a trio of haughty, laughs, one a coarse cackle, one an annoyingly hearty chuckle and the third a high pitched giggle.
No prizes for guessing who's laughing. Why not?
If it doesn't work I can Retcon them out.
And before anyone asks, no Ash and Co. aren't featuring. At least, I don't plan on them featuring.
I just like the idea of an Inquisitor making these three crawl.
So, for reviewing, I'd like to thank: Knightwolf1875, Hideout Writer and Chronischen.
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And I'm pretty sure that's it for this time.
'til next time: