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May look bad if missing pokemon is noticed, but not likely to happen

High chance of getting through many expansion processes over weekend

Some tasks will be left behind, number of pokemon put through the expansion process will be reduced

May be doable with minimal impact on # of expansion processes

Large impact on time, # of expansion processes

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Sorry for the Delay!Vote Result:Unique Question votes:[X] Who's Dr. Anton?[X] Some people have trouble eating Pokemon meat. Why?(These results were also carried over from SV voters)“What do you mean?” You frown."The tests they gave to the eevee, in comparison to its unmodified parent, are too similar.""Are you saying there’s a problem with the modification?""Maybe, but I seriously doubt it. Jezebel ran the calculations before and she got very different results."You let out a sigh, leaning over your desk, rubbing your temples. if you ever want to see your daughter again, this project must succeed.Scenes of sending out application after application to places within Kanto flooded your mind. No one would fund your research, you had to pick up small jobs here and there, the marks from Rocket lab staining your career until Colress sent you that offer to join him. Here and now, this is do or die.“Sooo…” Matt says, interrupting your thoughts. You pause again. The psychic profile of the new pokemon had been taken. It showed enough deviation at the time that the modifications were made.You open your mouth, pausing as you prepared your answer. “Occam’s razor would suggest the most likely answer is that the numbers are incorrectly recorded.”Should all go well, either you will be funded to work on your own personal project or you will regain enough noticed to get your research funded by someone else. Rumblings of other ground-breaking research being done in Kalos is a fallback you could turn to, but only if this project succeeds.“Jezebel’s numbers are different?” You ask. Matt nods. “Not enough time to review the numbers thoroughly, or watch the videos of the tests. We need results. Did her numbers follow the trend of the other modified Pokemon?”Your work here has been kept relatively in secret. Suits you though. Dealing with PR and reporters was a nightmare after the disaster, the news coverage about the labs being destroyed as Mewtwo tore its way out was bad enough. Hopefully that doesn’t happen again.“Yes, they followed the trend.” It wouldn’t do to be overly paranoid. “Time constraints means we can’t go in-depth and check the numbers manually against all the testing videos, either. That would take a full day, at least.“You never got to interact with Mewtwo, personally. Too much was lost in that moment, colleagues, people you’d worked with since graduating university, crushed under sheer psionic power. Mewtwo saw you, left you alive and relatively unscathed, disappearing into the sky.No documents of that project remained. Years of rebuilding from memory the tools and designs that were lost. Private companies, motivated simply by profit and humanitarian reasons were only just now coming close to what existed exclusively within those labs.Giovanni was still on the run, though his kid had been making noise around the time you managed to leave Kanto. The remains of Giovanni’s underworld had ensured as much evidence, documentation and notes had been burned in massive fires. All you managed to save was a smuggled copy of your daughter’s psionic and brain profile they had taken while she was deathly ill.Jezebel had been big help, even if she doesn’t seem very invested in the project itself. She seemed more interested in the Genesect project you had helped get started.“So what do we do?” Matt asked, tapping his foot.“Eh?” you say, confused for a moment “Ah, I was deep in thought again.““We can't just ignore it, we don't have that many samples to work with, and it would be a problem if we lost the Eevee” he says.“I’ll talk to him about this. If its a mistake, we’ll figure it out, and if it's not, Dr. Anton and other higher-ups will be coming soon. The project has already been delayed too much. We'll have to continue regardless. If we end the process with an Espeon, we’ll have to mark it down as operational error for the first phase of testing.”“So Colress is coming? Who is going to be with him?””, you say, “when he’s here, it’s Dr. Anton.”“Noted.” Matt said.“Someone on the table with enough power to tell the penny pinchers where funds should go, I’d assume.”“So we have to impress…” Matt frowned.“Yes. Yes, we do. I’ll be working through the weekend, and if you’d like to join me, you’re welcome to.”“I’ll think about it.” Matt said.“Let’s go talk to Ryan.” You say, getting up. It wasn’t something that needed to be addressed right away, so long as the other numbers on the Pokemon were not off. Matt follows you there.You find him in the lab, hunched over a computer, papers strewn across the desks.“Hey Ryan,” you say. He looks up, turning to you. “Matt said he had concerns with the results from Eevee’s tests.”“Yeah, I just noticed the numbers were a little off as well. I’ve been checking them and don't think there's a problem“ he answered, then continued.” Some test do have weird results, but that's expected, isn’t it? Our method is new and we don’t have other, modified Eevees to compare. If there was something that wrong with the eevee, we would have noticed by now.“ Ryan said, scouring.“I suppose, but it is interesting that you’re getting defensive.“ Matt said, smug look on his face.“Stop.” You say. “We don’t have the luxury to delay the project just because some numbers are off.”“So what do you suggest we do? I say we use the next pokemon on the list, and check the eevee thoroughly afterwards.” Matt says, eyeing Ryan.“We’ve already configured the machine for the Eevee, and preparing another ‘mon would delay us even more. Especially not with Acromo coming to oversee the project so soon. So I think we should just continue. And if something goes wrong with the eevee I’ll take responsibility.”“Not so fast” you say. “You’re jumping to dramatic conclusions too quickly. This is the first run of the Pokemon, and even if it fails, the worst that will happen is we’ll have an abnormally young Espeon.”“Good point.” Ryan says.“Can I count on you to continue your remaining tasks before the process begins?” You ask.“Yes.” They both say.“Now get to it. With the short deadlines we have, I need a moment to think.”Matt opens his mouth for a second, then close it. You don’t respond. Too much drama for the week already. Best to leave his concerns until after the house-call succeeds.You wander back to your office a bit, reviewing the ordering of the Pokemon you had decided on. A knot held in your stomach, something wasn’t right. These were the same signs. You’d seen them before.Scenes of burning buildings, researchers you’d known drooling, babbling to themselves, visits with multiple psychics and therapists, the criminal investigations, the lawyers, the job searching.You shook your head and got up to walk around a bit, to see the pokemon in their cages. The cute but dangerous creatures from behind the various doors. The Deino, currently not in its cage, with a pokeball just above it. Woven mesh steel with live electricity kept the feisty creature, when not in a pokeball, from biting its way loose from the door.The Deino wasn’t in its cage. A few other Pokes were in their cages as well. Being inside a pokeball for long periods of time wasn’t healthy. Letting them outside for any period of time required someone to watch and ensure they didn’t run away.The ‘Pokemon rights’ question didn’t bother you much, you wouldn't have found yourself genetically modifying pokemon if you did. Even after working for Fusion labs, which was mostly funded by a group of pokemon rights activists, there was no guilt about eating grilled Pidgey, and probably never would. (though sometimes it seemed like either the vegetarians ensured there was no good meat in Unova, or the local meat simply encouraged their existence).The Meinfoo was lying down in its cage, clearly bored. These pokemon were different, so much time was spent with their parents, caring for their eggs, modifying the embryo’s inside. You and your assistants obsessing about and recording every minor problem they faced. Sometimes, when you looked into their eyes, and they looked back, trusting you, learning the few commands they could learn, even at such young ages.Like children. Trusting children. Your Rotom was useful, kept current flowing in devices suffering troubles, but provided by Fusion Labs, it merely executed commands. No real recognition. Not like these small ones.The chances of reviving your daughter depend on their well being certainly helps. You, the path for their future. They, the path for yours and your daughter’s. Your pokemon had always been provided by someone else, even when working for Rocket Labs. You certainly wouldn't want to eat a modified pokemon, even if before the expansion process their minds were exactly the same as their unmodified fellows.A growl shook you from your reverie.Matt seems to think Ryan is purposely hiding information, and maybe even sabotaging the project, and while you would like to dismiss it as silly paranoia, you did have problems with saboteurs in the mewtwo project , moved by all kinds of ethical or selfish concerns, so It doesn't sound too farfetch to you .But on the other hand for something of this magnitude jezebel would have to be helping him. Not one, but two members of your staff conspiring against your efforts? Unlikely, to say the least.After coming to know Jezebel during the last while, sheseem to be really invested in the project’s success, or at least in impressing Colress. Another growl, then a yelp from her draws you into the “play” room that’s used for measuring and testing, as well as letting more than one pokemon out at a time.Through the reinforced glass you see her wrestling with the deino as it bites her thickly-gloved forearm while trying to get it through the door for daily outside play time.Jezebel sees you as you reached for a nearby canister of sleep powder. She tries to distance herself from the Deino before it can bite her again. As you enter the enclosed room, the Deino shambles its way outside, making a clacking noise as it haphazardly chomps the air.you think. It would be well enough in the fenced-off area for a minute.“Are you ok?” you ask the assistant.“Yes.” she says. “The Deino bites still hurt, even with these thick gloves.”“Deino always seems to get into trouble” you say, chuckling.“The other times it was just fights with other pokemon from being a little careless. I managed to be careful around it until now. And you thought it was the Inkay that was going to be a problem.” She said, poking fun at you.“Well we certainly can’t get rid of the deino, one of the higher-ups specifically requested it to be included”“Yeah, actually we should go check it, it would be trouble if it starts a fight with another pokemon right now“You give her the sleep powder canister, and retrieve the Deino’s pokeball for Jezebel, just in case.When you go outside, the Deino is nowhere to be seen.“Do you see it?” You ask, in case you are missing something.“Not really, but let's keep looking, it should be somewhere around here.““Where’s Ashley anyway , shouldn’t she be the one that watches the pokemon once they are outside ?”“Yes , but she was sick today and didn’t come , I was going to ask Reginald to help me watch them , since he doesn’t do anything useful”“And he agreed?”“Yeah, pretty much but it seems he hasn't arrived yet”“You should see this,” she says, pointing at a bit of fence that has been broken.“The Deino has chomped its way through the fence? It should be pokemon proof!”“I usually keep it away from the fence. These chain links are pretty old and haven’t been tended to very much.“ Jezebel“How are we going to explain this to the boss when he comes?““It’s not that bad,” she says. “We can’t let one of the modified pokemon escape into the wild. It would be a blow to our reputation… and an ecological disaster if we can’t find it” Jezebel says, then continues. “I guess, We shouldn’t tell the boss. Remember the trackers we installed in all the Pokemon? Even over the weekend, seeing how it’s blind, I bet it can’t get further away than a few miles.”“We would have to hide it from the others though , or at least from the security guards , especially Skylar, that guy would sell us out to the boss in an instant if we tried to hide anything ”“I think we can at least tell Ryan,” she says. “he’ll understand.”“I’m not sure If I like your plan though , maybe it would be better to just send someone to search for it.“She is right about that , you can’t afford to be late again , but at the same time It would be a big problem if the deino disappeared.You could just ask the guards , but they have their own jobs, and regardless whatever Jezebel seems think you can’t just give them orders or expect them to solve your problems.If Ashley, the perimeter guard had been here, she could have helped you deal with pokemon escaping or trying to escape, but she wasn’t here today.So, you have to figure out how to deal with this mess.A/N: After this, will be a timeskip over the weekend to Monday, when the higher-ups arrive. You and the assistants will be working over the weekend, and the results of theWhat will you do?[] Hold off on retrieving the Deino until after the higher-ups leave[] Send an assistant after the 'mon[] Do a group search[] Other(Write-In)[] Worldbuilding or Story Question (Write-in) (All unique questions get answered) (optional)A/N: Yes, there's grammar errors. Sorry about that, but sometimes getting something out the door trumps a few grammar errors. Feel free to point out the worst bits though!