~Anya, at Maximilian's lab~<br/><br/>Anya had recently come into ownership of the Team Rocket organization, and was using her new found power fully. She had been funding the underground research for some time now, waiting for a formula to make her own Pokemon more powerful. She didn't care what Maximilion's reasons were, or what the repercussions or costs were. She would have more power.<br/><br/>She waltzed casually into the research area from a back door to the lab. She had an access card, since er money paid for the majority of the research done there. The clicking of her dress shoes across the floor could be heard in the nearly silent room. The swish of the black skirt she was wearing today was an uncommon sight, but she still had on that trench coat.<br/><br/>"Max," she said with her attention demanding voice, "I trust you've made progress since my last visit," she said, walking up to him, stopping just short of a foot away. Her steel blue eyes gazed through the glass at the test subjects. "Have you gotten it to last longer?" she asked, not even seeming to mind that it made the Pokemon raging hormone monsters.