"Sir, what should we do with them?"
The rescued captain had been nominated to act as their liaison. After all, the human before them did not look particularly upstanding either.
The Team Rocket members beside him, bruised purple and blue all over, were proof of that.
"Strip them naked and find somewhere to hang them."
Dian pointed at the ship's wall. "I think there will do."
"Strip them naked?"
The captain emphasized the words.
"Yes, naked. If someone's willing to give us information, give them a hood. If they're willing to pay, give them some underwear."
Dian waved a hand casually, then swung his Capture Styler, only to discover that it really had no effect whatsoever on the Gyarados stirring up the storm nearby.
"Hmph, it's useless. That Gyarados was enhanced with a Dark Ball."
Apollo nodded arrogantly, then shrank back into his naked body. "If you're willing to let..."
He squeezed his legs together bashfully. "Give me some underwear, and I'll..."
"Tyranitar, Hyper Beam!"
Dian threw out his Poké Ball without hesitation. If he could not communicate with its heart, he would use force.
That was something he really admired about Nidoking. When faced with a Nidoqueen he liked, he would pounce straight at her for a hug. If she refused a hug, he would kiss her. If she dared resist, he would start with a flurry of kicks, then follow up with Superpower. That combination would usually seal the deal.
Of course, if Nidoqueen turned the tables and thrashed him instead, he was pretty much doomed for life.
Dian liked that sort of direct attitude. Great, I just want to make eggs with you. What are you going to do about it?
Unfortunately... he could not beat them... not a single one. What a sad truth.
Besides, if