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I was ecstatic, joining the real team rocket and getting those cool uniform.
"I'm getting one of those cool uniform right?" I asked excitedly as I followed Jessie and James to the residential district in pallet town.
James chuckled, while Jessie smiled at my enthusiasm as they seemingly reminded them in their early days as member of team rocket.
"Sure, but these uniform aren't free, once you join team rocket, we will have to work you from the ground up, we only do killing here when necessary, it's something we learned the hard way when we started our evil organization, it isn't as good when boss was backing us." Said James gloomily.
"And here we are." Said James as we arrived at a seemingly normal house.
"I know what you're thinking, it's a cozy place but don't let its appearance fool you, the basement is our real hideout, we've gotten so good at digging from our good days when we were digging pitfall traps for the twerp and his pikachu, good times, good times."
"So are there any other members beside me?" I asked curiously.
"No, we wanted to be discrete as possible, can't trust anyone too much these days, our job screening is high standards you know, not just anyone can join team rocket, especially in this world and the seemingly names of major cities that mirror our own cities back in Kanto." James explained.
"Right, the multiverse theory at its finest." I said to them as they gave a nod.
"Anyways what we need right now is a support class for us, and this is your job as our newest member, we don't really want you to to go the church, as you know or not the church has monopoly over the acolyte class which advances into a priest or monk class, I doubt you've heard this as it is restricted information that is controlled by the church as one of the major powers here in theldesia, of course healing here are the business of the church, quite lucrative too, we don't really want you to join those goody two shoes, luckily we have acquired a skill book that is perfect for you that lets you change your class, we have been troubling what to do with this skill book as both Jessie and I already have classes, and we couldn't really sell it as we stole it from the church so our heads would be really in a platter if word of this got out."
"By the way, what class is it." I asked curiously.
"It's the cleric class, one thing we know, class skill books learns a random number of skills one can learn immeadiately and exclusively to said class, what do you say brat, ready to take the plunge?." Asked James
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"Sure." I replied immediately.
"Good, here's the skill book." James said as he handed me a skill book he got from a safe in the hide out.
I took said skill book and read a couple of pages out of it, then I was enveloped in a white light.
Skills learned:
Heal
-heals 60% of max HP to one ally
Acid Rain
-decreases physical defense by 20% for all enemies
Nurse
-heals 45% of max HP to all allies
Sharpness
-increases physical attack by 30% for one ally
Recover
-cures the "Poison", "Petrification", and "Paralysis" status ailments for one ally
Dispel
-cures all magical status ailments for one ally
Barrier
-increases physical defense by 15% for one ally temporarily
"How did it go, how many skills did you learn." James said worriedly.
"It's a success, I learned seven skills, is it good?" I asked worriedly.
James laughed, Jessie smiles in a happy manner.
"It's definitely good, most usually get one to three skills, you got lucky, very lucky, it's like you died and gone to heaven." James said jokingly.
"I did actually." I thought bitterly on how I died and met some sort of God or a random omnipotent being.