Too Hot, Hot Damn [Cassandra]

the exploration was a success, her relationship was also a sucess, and the planning for the formal was doing well. cass rarely feels at ease with her life, but now it seems as if everything would be okay. she hums to herself, teleporting to magma's base and walking to her own office.

now is the time to relax and kick back for a couple hours. she doesn't really feel like walking back home again. cass strolls down the halls leisurely, taking her sweet time. there's no need to rush. she even stops in a couple places to converse with the team members.

it's a while before she gets to her office, but when she finally does there's a strange surprise waiting for her. cass turns the handle. the door slides open, and she finds that her desk is occupied by a grunt -- and in the strangest position.

cass's seen a lot of things in her life, but never has she come across a sight as weird as this. there's a grunt trying to sit on an egg. in her desk chair. normally she wouldn't have really cared about someone trying to take care of her egg, but this is her office.

she's shocked. for a moment she just stares, her mind racing to try and make sense of the sight. she can't even make the effort to be mad. she says it in a calm, flat voice.

"what the fuck are you doing."


Dylan Allardice
hello what is this

he at least has the gall to look a little sheepish. they don't say anything for a moment, and the moment lapses into a strange silence. cass nearly just gives up and goes home, because she's had enough shit happen in her life and she doesn't really want to deal with this crazy grunt who broke into her office to sit on an egg. 

she probably has all the time in the world. cass takes a couple steps forward, eyes narrowing in suspicion. is this a joke? or is it a ploy to get something out of her? she glares at the grunt. if he doesn't have a good reason she is content with kicking him out.

"get off the chair." she orders. cass clears the room in seconds. she puts her hands on the table and leans over the desk threateningly or at least she tries. cass isn't very scary-looking, but she possesses a great deal of power and authority.

"explain."

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hello what is this

cass sighs. well, at least he listens to orders. she would have never imagined this to be one of her moments as magma leader. she runs a hand through her hair, frustrated and perplexed at the same time. she's not sure if she should be mad over this -- he's harmless. not to her mental health, probably, but he's done nothing but sit on this strange egg on her desk.

eventually she resigns somewhat. there's no use alienating someone. cass stands, moving around towards her chair. she motions the guy to sit in one of them in front of her desk. "take a seat." she takes her own. a rightful leader of her throne.

she laces her fingers together. her eyes scan at him thoughtfully, looking from his egg to his clothes and face. boy, would she remember his face. well. she better say something before it gets awkward.

"what's your name?"

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so i can put u on the egg list

the guy starts smiling like an idiot, and cass is starting to think that this is all a game the admins have played on her. "is this a joke? are you really serious about this egg?" she questions. he's stroking the egg with a certain gentleness that she cringes at.

"well dice, i'm not sure what your purpose is, but i better not see any of this foolishness again." she's not evens sure if that's his real name, but she has a bugging feeling that it isn't. cass'll look it up of course, but if his name doesn't come up then he can be easily identified by other members.

maybe he doesn't even know the extent of her authority. "do you know who i am?" cass wonders if she needs to be here more often, because if the grunts don't know her as a leader, then there's a problem.

Dylan Allardice
excus u dice

ah, power. sometimes it can make a person go crazy. suddenly, cassandra's not so surprised that the kid went through this length to hatch an egg. she saw how much those rare eggs cost herself. safe to say, she'd rather spend it on rare candies.

"my name is cassandra cain. you may know me as the leader of this organization." she's surpised that he doesn't seem to know her at all. "i am very busy, and i don't like seeing someone hatching an egg in my office after a long day." she says in a curt, professional manner.

she narrows her eyes. it's far too easy to kick him out. she couldn't do that to something so menial. cass, despite what many think, genuinly cares for her team, even if it was deduced to this strange kid who sat on eggs. she has to admit, it's rather funny. she cracks rare smile.

"woudn't keeping the egg in an incubator suffice? i mean -- you might just crush the poor egg if you sit on it."

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anything else u wanna do

for once he seems genuinely sorry. cass leans back, satisfied. apology accepted, she guesses. she relaxes back into the chair and sighs. as long as it wasn't a prank or something played on her, she supposes that there's no harm done.

"you can call me cass." she says, smirking. it's what rory originally called her. she smiles fondly. once he did it, it just caught on. now everyday called her it. in fact, it feels weird when someone actually addresses her by her full name. she preferred her nickname, especially in magma.

this grunt must be new if he doesn't know who she is. "are you new here?" she asks, curiosity in her voice. might as well educate the guy about being in magma. she doesn't want him getting bullied or anything for his...strange ways.

"when i took over team magma, i didn't plan for anything big. it's more of a home than an evil organization, i hope you noticed that." she says. and although there's the occasional team to look for the red orb and groudon, cass simple doesn't really care. there's no plan for world domination -- at least, not yet.

her eyes twinkle. this kid has some potential. she remembers her own days of climbing, from sergeant to admin to leader. "if you manage to climb your way to the top, you can even organize missions of your own."

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ohoho

he accepts her words easily enough. she snorts at his reply. "not exactly one big family but...everyone looks out for each other." she lies. yes, she did view it as kind of a family. cass has been here for years. they occasionally did the party of gathering. she admits, it is pretty fun.

when she joined she hadn't felt that magma lived up to expectations. all of the members aren't exactly the mean, tough type -- although there are some exceptions. some of them are just there because they're looking for a home. now that cass is leader, she understands that more.

she nods. and snorts. while a lot of people have potential, only the top percent of them actually climb to the top. she stands. it's a nice talk, but with a glance at the clock she knows she should be home soon. cass motions him to get up as well, and starts walking towards the door.

"good luck to you then. i'll keep an eye out."

Dylan Allardice
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