Rock's Turning Point

<KujiUn> Are you gonna join "P"?
<CounterBeard> "You have reached the office of Douglas Fir, who may I ask is calling?" A female voice prompts.
<Rock> "Rock Batora. I left a message two days ago."
<CounterBeard> "Was it urgent? I may have deleted it if I thought it was pointless." You can hear the distinct smack of chewing gum.
<Rock> "...just patch me to him."
<Rock> "...are you still there? Frickin-"
<CounterBeard> "Yeahholdyourponytas. Gawd."
* Rock silently mocks the secretary as he waits.
<CounterBeard> "Yes this is Fir?"
<Rock> "Doug, this is Rock Batora. How are you, sir?"
<CounterBeard> "ah yes. Mr. Batora. I am well. What prompts the call?"
<Rock> "We have lost Rikala and Tip, and gained two new numbers. Do you mind if you add them to the payroll?"
<CounterBeard> "Hmm. I heard about Rolan. Truly too bad about Cosen. WHo are the new recruits?"
<Rock> "Uh... a Writer and a Dreamer, if I recall."
<Rock> "They call themselves Tentra and Celia."
<CounterBeard> "Hmm Unown writer or something? Hmm natives?"
<Rock> "Yes, I believe so."
* Disconnected (Connection reset by peer).
<Kuji> Yo! Did you say anything while I was pinging?
<Kuji> <CounterBeard> "Hmm Unown writer or something? Hmm natives?"
<Kuji> <Rock> "Yes, I believe so."
<CounterBeard> "Are you sure they are not implants?"
<Kuji> "From Triface?
<CounterBeard> "Of course."
<Rock> "...yes, I'm sure of it."
<Rock> "All of us took down a leader."
<CounterBeard> "Excellent! Was it somewhere public? Where people could see? That would be wonderful PR!"
<Rock> "...no, it was on an abandoned oil rig."
<Rock> "...sir, permission to speak?"
<Rock> "We have reason to believe that Triface is facing a schism. Even though one of the leaders attacked us, two other leaders I have met have no intention of destroying the gyms."
<CounterBeard> "Inconcequential. They are an opposing faction. I shall not stand for them to exist in my region."
<Rock> "..."
* Rock looks to be in pain, and speaks slowly. "So... you want me to..."
<CounterBeard> "Although. With two more natives out relations with the public will skyrocket. Hmm?"
<Rock> "...yeah."
<Rock> "...so, what are my exact orders?"
<CounterBeard> "Proceed as usual. Report to me any findings of consequence."
<Rock> "...please define as usual."
<Rock> "It seems there have been some conflicts between my duties and the rest of the teams'."
<CounterBeard> "Oh?"
<Rock> "..."
<Rock> "So, what would you like me to do with the Triface that haven't been set to kill us, is my question."
<Rock> "...sir?"
<CounterBeard> "They are a threat to all I have worked for Mr. Batora. I expect you to do what you do best. It is the reason I hired you."
<Rock> "...yes, sir."
<Rock> "...that is all."
<CounterBeard> "Goodbye Mr. Batora."
* Rock hangs up the phone.