Just some casual planning
Featuring Synner & Hanso
Synner's earlier talk with Joshua, and his subsequent meeting with the Valkarian Exposure, had gotten him thinking. He sat on the roof of a three-story-building, overlooking the crowds as they all began to flock towards the city center for the upcoming ceremony. Thoughts bubbled in his mind; thoughts of the danger that the Exposure presented. They seemed to him like... a Magikarp. Flailing helplessly at first, it is seemingly harmless, but if left unchecked for long enough, it would grow into a monster that could ravage the seas.
Thoughts soon turned to ideas, and those quickly grew into... plans. Synner grinned to himself and got up. He knew what he had to do... but he didn't have much time.
The Malamar quickly set out, opting to levitate from roof to roof. Some of the Pokemon below looked up at him curiously, but he continued nonetheless. His gaze was fixed on the opposite side of the street, where he would no doubt find the place he was looking for.
Finally, he laid eyes upon it. Across the street from the roof on which he stood, a building marked as an SEC Network Station stood tall and proud. Descending from the roof, he floated casually over the crowds as he crossed the Pokemon-flooded streets.
Only two 'mon seemed to be present within the building. Synner suspected the rest of them must have gone to attend the festival. Regardless, that was all he needed.
"Good day," he said to one of the Pokemon in the room. "I realize this is a little untimely, but I'd like to speak to Hanso SharpEye, please."
"Hanso?" One of the two Pokemon, a Mankey, inquired. "I'm not sure where you've been, but Hanso SharpEye has stepped down as CEO of the Sharp-Eye Corporation. His son, Winoc, is handling the job now. If you'd like to make an appointment to speak with him, I'd be happy to look through his schedule and set up a date at the earliest convenience."
Synner chuckled and moved the tentacles on his head about, revealing the one with a Gold Tribe emblem fastened around it.
"I am Vindicator, of the Gold Tribe," he said, his tone authoritarian. "I know Hanso isn't the CEO anymore, but he's still with the SEC, and I'm sure one of you has a Psychic connection to him. If you please, I'd like to speak to him personally. It's..." He lowered the pitch of his voice slightly. "Regarding the Dark One."
The Mankey and the Kadabra who sat next to him both exchanged glances with each other. The Mankey nodded to the Kadabra, who nodded back at him. Suddenly, the Mankey chirped up and smiled brightly at Synner. "Ah, come to deliver the packages for the day, eh Steve? Go ahead and drop them off out back! Reg, will you help him out with them? They seem kinda heavy," The Mankey asked the Kadabra.
"Sure thing. Come on, Steve, follow me," The Kadabra stated, getting off of his chair and proceeding to the back of the building, where the two of them stood alone and out of the public eye. "Alright, open up your mind to me. I'll locate Hanso and then feed him into you," He asked the Malamar. "Me going into your mind for a moment is just a precaution. Hanso's had some...bad experiences with going into others' minds in the past."
Synner nodded sympathetically. "Indeed, I understand."
He proceeded to open his mind just enough for the Kadabra to establish a link. He'd have no problem protecting the more precious parts of his mind if it came to that, so he didn't need to worry. Still, it never hurt to be cautious.
The Kadabra concentrated for a moment, before creating the link in Synner's mind and nodding. "Alright," He then closed his eyes, keeping them shut for a while. Nothing seemed to happen to those who watched from afar. Inside the mind, however, the Kadabra was establishing a link between Hanso and Synner. Eventually, the Kadabra silently opened his eyes, and stepped to the side a bit.
From inside Synner's mind, a voice came. "...This is Hanso."
"Ah, good day Mr. SharpEye. My name is Synner of the Gold Tribe, although... today, I come acting somewhat independently from them," Synner replied in a chipper tone. "You see, I have a proposition for you, and the SEC. I'm sure you've heard of the Valkarian Exposure, yes?"
A bit of silence followed the question, but soon came a reply. "I know them."
"Good. Well, on the outside, they may appear to be a fairly innocent group of 'mon with a certain opinion. Which is perfectly fine. However, I believe that soon, they may begin to present a serious threat to the Gold Tribe itself."
Synner paused for a moment to let that sink in. "You see, they already have supporters all over Valkaria. And one of their main goals is the elimination of the Gold Tribe. True, it seems ridiculous to think they could actually cause us to disband, but times are changing. Pokemon of the newer generations look at things in a different light, and with such a huge lack of proof for the claims made by the Gold Tribe... frankly, the Valkarian Exposure's claims would make perfect sense to this generation's mon. I've already seen them amassing countless more supporters at this festival alone. And some of them are quite prone to violence... why, one of my sisters and I were attacked by a couple of them in the streets earlier."
"But I... I have come to you today with proof, Hanso. Proof that only those few in the Citadel that night possess, yourself included."
Just then, an image would flash for the briefest of moments within Hanso's mind. An image of something dark; something which would seem all too familiar to the Gallade. "That, Hanso, was a memory I just let you see. I myself obtained it and some others like it from a friend who was with you in the Citadel. Compelling proof, isn't it? Now... what if we weren't the only ones who could see this?"
"Well, the Exposure has a lot of support. Even outside of the Alpha Alliance, if you didn't know...what do you have in mind, exactly?"
Synner chuckled lightly. "Haha, it's not my intention to outright destroy their group, Mr. SharpEye. I believe as much as anyone in free speech. However... once I present them with this evidence, whether they like it or not, their decision may change under the circumstances, and the movement is far less likely to present a threat..." He grinned. "Here's the plan..."
"...whatever happens, it will certainly heavily affect their decisions on the matter. All I want is for the Pokemon of Valkaria to make the right decision, and be given the truth. I do hope you and the SEC will assist me in providing them with that much, Mr. SharpEye.
"....I see," Hanso replied. "Well, there's an issue of privacy in this but...I do understand what you're doing. Makes sense. I'll have someone give you what you need."
"On that subject... it won't be that easy," Synner continued. "I may have skill in matters of the mind, but this is hardly something I can do on my own. I'm going to need the co-operation of the SEC's members if I'm going to pull this off. You see, the reason I've chosen this timing in particular to contact you is because the ceremony is about to begin. It's the perfect opportunity to carry out the plan. However, I'll need... at least fourteen members of the SEC at my command, at least five of which should be skilled Psychics. I request that a moderately powerful psychic network be formed between all fifteen of us. Is that acceptable?"
"I'll be there anyways...so will the team of psychics," Hanso stated.
"Good, good," Synner replied. "One last thing. On the subject of Darkrai. It is only a suspicion at this point, but I feel that he may somehow be involved in the creation of the Valkarian Exposure. I have no proof to support this claim, so I won't press on it any further than I have to, however... as a precaution, there is a certain resource that I may require from you. Personally..."
Featuring Synner & Hanso
Synner's earlier talk with Joshua, and his subsequent meeting with the Valkarian Exposure, had gotten him thinking. He sat on the roof of a three-story-building, overlooking the crowds as they all began to flock towards the city center for the upcoming ceremony. Thoughts bubbled in his mind; thoughts of the danger that the Exposure presented. They seemed to him like... a Magikarp. Flailing helplessly at first, it is seemingly harmless, but if left unchecked for long enough, it would grow into a monster that could ravage the seas.
Thoughts soon turned to ideas, and those quickly grew into... plans. Synner grinned to himself and got up. He knew what he had to do... but he didn't have much time.
The Malamar quickly set out, opting to levitate from roof to roof. Some of the Pokemon below looked up at him curiously, but he continued nonetheless. His gaze was fixed on the opposite side of the street, where he would no doubt find the place he was looking for.
Finally, he laid eyes upon it. Across the street from the roof on which he stood, a building marked as an SEC Network Station stood tall and proud. Descending from the roof, he floated casually over the crowds as he crossed the Pokemon-flooded streets.
Only two 'mon seemed to be present within the building. Synner suspected the rest of them must have gone to attend the festival. Regardless, that was all he needed.
"Good day," he said to one of the Pokemon in the room. "I realize this is a little untimely, but I'd like to speak to Hanso SharpEye, please."
"Hanso?" One of the two Pokemon, a Mankey, inquired. "I'm not sure where you've been, but Hanso SharpEye has stepped down as CEO of the Sharp-Eye Corporation. His son, Winoc, is handling the job now. If you'd like to make an appointment to speak with him, I'd be happy to look through his schedule and set up a date at the earliest convenience."
Synner chuckled and moved the tentacles on his head about, revealing the one with a Gold Tribe emblem fastened around it.
"I am Vindicator, of the Gold Tribe," he said, his tone authoritarian. "I know Hanso isn't the CEO anymore, but he's still with the SEC, and I'm sure one of you has a Psychic connection to him. If you please, I'd like to speak to him personally. It's..." He lowered the pitch of his voice slightly. "Regarding the Dark One."
The Mankey and the Kadabra who sat next to him both exchanged glances with each other. The Mankey nodded to the Kadabra, who nodded back at him. Suddenly, the Mankey chirped up and smiled brightly at Synner. "Ah, come to deliver the packages for the day, eh Steve? Go ahead and drop them off out back! Reg, will you help him out with them? They seem kinda heavy," The Mankey asked the Kadabra.
"Sure thing. Come on, Steve, follow me," The Kadabra stated, getting off of his chair and proceeding to the back of the building, where the two of them stood alone and out of the public eye. "Alright, open up your mind to me. I'll locate Hanso and then feed him into you," He asked the Malamar. "Me going into your mind for a moment is just a precaution. Hanso's had some...bad experiences with going into others' minds in the past."
Synner nodded sympathetically. "Indeed, I understand."
He proceeded to open his mind just enough for the Kadabra to establish a link. He'd have no problem protecting the more precious parts of his mind if it came to that, so he didn't need to worry. Still, it never hurt to be cautious.
The Kadabra concentrated for a moment, before creating the link in Synner's mind and nodding. "Alright," He then closed his eyes, keeping them shut for a while. Nothing seemed to happen to those who watched from afar. Inside the mind, however, the Kadabra was establishing a link between Hanso and Synner. Eventually, the Kadabra silently opened his eyes, and stepped to the side a bit.
From inside Synner's mind, a voice came. "...This is Hanso."
"Ah, good day Mr. SharpEye. My name is Synner of the Gold Tribe, although... today, I come acting somewhat independently from them," Synner replied in a chipper tone. "You see, I have a proposition for you, and the SEC. I'm sure you've heard of the Valkarian Exposure, yes?"
A bit of silence followed the question, but soon came a reply. "I know them."
"Good. Well, on the outside, they may appear to be a fairly innocent group of 'mon with a certain opinion. Which is perfectly fine. However, I believe that soon, they may begin to present a serious threat to the Gold Tribe itself."
Synner paused for a moment to let that sink in. "You see, they already have supporters all over Valkaria. And one of their main goals is the elimination of the Gold Tribe. True, it seems ridiculous to think they could actually cause us to disband, but times are changing. Pokemon of the newer generations look at things in a different light, and with such a huge lack of proof for the claims made by the Gold Tribe... frankly, the Valkarian Exposure's claims would make perfect sense to this generation's mon. I've already seen them amassing countless more supporters at this festival alone. And some of them are quite prone to violence... why, one of my sisters and I were attacked by a couple of them in the streets earlier."
"But I... I have come to you today with proof, Hanso. Proof that only those few in the Citadel that night possess, yourself included."
Just then, an image would flash for the briefest of moments within Hanso's mind. An image of something dark; something which would seem all too familiar to the Gallade. "That, Hanso, was a memory I just let you see. I myself obtained it and some others like it from a friend who was with you in the Citadel. Compelling proof, isn't it? Now... what if we weren't the only ones who could see this?"
"Well, the Exposure has a lot of support. Even outside of the Alpha Alliance, if you didn't know...what do you have in mind, exactly?"
Synner chuckled lightly. "Haha, it's not my intention to outright destroy their group, Mr. SharpEye. I believe as much as anyone in free speech. However... once I present them with this evidence, whether they like it or not, their decision may change under the circumstances, and the movement is far less likely to present a threat..." He grinned. "Here's the plan..."
"...whatever happens, it will certainly heavily affect their decisions on the matter. All I want is for the Pokemon of Valkaria to make the right decision, and be given the truth. I do hope you and the SEC will assist me in providing them with that much, Mr. SharpEye.
"....I see," Hanso replied. "Well, there's an issue of privacy in this but...I do understand what you're doing. Makes sense. I'll have someone give you what you need."
"On that subject... it won't be that easy," Synner continued. "I may have skill in matters of the mind, but this is hardly something I can do on my own. I'm going to need the co-operation of the SEC's members if I'm going to pull this off. You see, the reason I've chosen this timing in particular to contact you is because the ceremony is about to begin. It's the perfect opportunity to carry out the plan. However, I'll need... at least fourteen members of the SEC at my command, at least five of which should be skilled Psychics. I request that a moderately powerful psychic network be formed between all fifteen of us. Is that acceptable?"
"I'll be there anyways...so will the team of psychics," Hanso stated.
"Good, good," Synner replied. "One last thing. On the subject of Darkrai. It is only a suspicion at this point, but I feel that he may somehow be involved in the creation of the Valkarian Exposure. I have no proof to support this claim, so I won't press on it any further than I have to, however... as a precaution, there is a certain resource that I may require from you. Personally..."
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