raid on the city!!

[forprofit]

[Hello, fellow Rockets and general wrong-doers! You may or may not recognize this man in his dashing white uniform and red insignia wandering around the plains, seemingly searching for something or someone. He's had a long enough while to get more familiar with this place, so now he's in an exploring mood. Maybe there's a nicely furbished abandoned building around here he can claim...

There's a sharp-looking Houndoom next to him, but that aside, he looks pretty harmless - unless you're a hat-wearing kid with too many morals. He might be up for chatting.]

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[soulknight]

[It's not Silver who approaches Archer. Some guy that's hanging around isn't his business.

No, it's Charmander who approaches Houndoom because that is a fire type buddy hi fire type buddy!

...And Silver casually follows him while using his cuestick as a walking stick in true blind fashion. He might as well let him be curious, right? Sure.]

[forprofit]

[Silver's a quiet one, so Archer only notices the Charmander first. A wild one? Some kid's lost Pokemon? It's not a bad Pokemon to take while he's here...Houndoom growls a bit and puffs out smoke, warning the overly curious thing not to get too close. His master's a busy man, you see?]

[soulknight]

[That doesn't sound like a friendly growl. At all.]

C'mere, Charmander. [It's okay. You'll make some friends elsewhere.]

[forprofit]

[Of course it's not a friendly growl - but it all stops when he and Houndoom turn to face Silver. Now they'll be friendly!]

Ah, Silver. Is this yours?

[soulknight]

Yeah, he's...

[That voice.

Where has he heard that voice?

He doesn't like that voice...]

[redheir]

[This little Silver managed to slip away from Ariana, and he's training with his Nidoran! Well, "training".

But he notices Archer approaching, and turns to try and hide behind a building.]

[forprofit]

[Come on, he's not that scary.

Houndoom huffs and nudges Archer's arm to alert him.] I know you're back there, Silver.

[redheir]

Am not!

[forprofit]

You'll need to be sneakier than that. What are you doing out here?

[redheir]

None a' your combee's wax!

[relaxceus]

[Most people don't deal with Arceus - the creator god - on a daily basis. Even on a once-in-a-lifetime basis!

So what the hell is this Arceus doing looking at rugs sitting outside a shop?]

[forprofit]

[Well whaddaya know that's

uh

isn't that

Archer is pretty sure he got enough sleep last night and hasn't eaten anything strange. So...]

[relaxceus]

Look, man, I just wanna get my rug back, I swear you guys took it after leaking on it.

[And. It's talking.

It's talking in the least regal manner possible.]

This aggression will not stand, man.

[forprofit]

[Archer has made himself prepared for many possible outcomes in life but he is so not prepared for this.

However...a legit talking legendary of all legendaries would be worth all the currency in all the regions combined. Does he even have something better than a pokeball? Note to self: order supply of ultra balls as soon as possible.]

[relaxceus]

[Eventually, they pull out a rug that seems to be familiar.

It's... a pretty ugly rug.]

That's all I wanted, man. That's all I wanted.

[He turns and-- oh.]

Oh, you're-- well, that one.

[Awkward...]

Hey there little dude.

[highestlevel]

[That person... that guy's familiar. But more than anything, he has the Rocket Insignia.

He steps in front of Archer's path! And he's already got a Pokéball in hand.]

[forprofit]

[There appears to be a Thing in his path and this will simply not do. Houndoom's immediately on the offensive, barking and spitting sparks. It takes Archer a bit longer to catch on - it has been several years, after all.]

You...

[highestlevel]

[That's right. He holds his Pokéball out. Are you gonna battle him? Because he'll certainly do it.]

... ... ... ...

[forprofit]

[Not yet! Archer needs to seethe some more.]

It's been so long that I've almost forgotten. A boy certainly grows a lot over a few years. Have you decided to drop the idea of abandoning the world already? What a shame; Lance was a far easier Champion to fool than you.

[highestlevel]

[Fine, he'll lower his arm for now. Even if you tried to be swift and sneaky, Red's not gonna be pushed over in a single surprise attack.

He eyes the houndoom, and smiles.]

... ... Your Pokémon loves you.

[spiritcrystal]

[Archer is the last thing that this hat wearing protag and her Quilava wanted to see.]

-Of course Team Rocket's gotta be here to stink up the place and ruin the day. Gross. [Totally gross.]

Are you some new guy? No, can't be. You've got that tacky white outfit.

[forprofit]

[A kid in a hat already? Great.] Most people introduce themselves first.

[spiritcrystal]

When's the last time you bathed, anyway? Or maybe that Koffing smell is just getting in your skin. You gotta, right? You almost look as skeevy as that Petwhatever guy. At least he had a cool Murkrow.

[Of course, she's not doing this for Kurt this time. She doesn't have Lance getting her back this time...

But bravado will do.] I'm Kris from New Bark Town. You know, the cute heroine that keeps getting in your way.

[forprofit]

[New Bark...of course.] That's almost ladylike. And I can't say you've ever been a remote threat to me.

[spiritcrystal]

[But she just- ooohhhhh.]

You're one of those weird other world guys, aren't you? I think you'd remember me stomping on your plans and taking out your bases. Or maybe you're from the past and that hero from a few years ago sent you packing.

[Never heard that guy's name. He's the only guy- or girl!- that sounded cooler than the missing Champion...]