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.]

Comments

[soulknight]

Except you did. You got yourself and your stupid buddies killed, too.

[Oh, Silver is mad! Charmander should be mad too! Grr grr!]

But you're some different Archer, aren't you?

[forprofit]

[That is concerning and Silver probably has all the right in the world to be mad. But still!]

Obviously so.

[soulknight]

...You're not having a breakdown over the mention of my dad. It's a big giveaway.

[Oh are we done being mad

can I stop growling now

okay]

[forprofit]

I know Giovanni is out there...somewhere. And I will find him.

[soulknight]

How about you wait for him to come to you? He was in the middle of something important.

[forprofit]

I know he needs us.

[soulknight]

When he needs you, he'll come to you.

[forprofit]

It's a shame you still don't understand how Team Rocket works. Giovanni will return to us soon.

[soulknight]

I don't care about how it works. I care about how it crumbles.

But Team Rocket is dead. You shouldn't even be a problem anymore.

[forprofit]

I don't have to be your problem if you simply let me be. But then we'd see so little of each other.

[soulknight]

[Can he whack Archer in the head with his cuestick?

Can he?

It might be therapeutic. Maybe. Just a little.]

[forprofit]

[Did he say something...?] What is it?

[soulknight]

[He's tempted to whack him again, but... No.]

You don't even deserve to get hit by my cuestick.

[forprofit]

[Speaking of...] Did you find that?

[soulknight]

[...Huh? Oh-] It's mine. It helps me get around.

What's it to you?

[forprofit]

[Huh. Surely not...] I was simply asking.

[soulknight]

[...Alright. If you say so, weirdo.] It gets the job done.

[forprofit]

...

Is there something you'd like to tell me?

[soulknight]

Not really. [Besides, you know. Quit trying to find his dad, quit doing Team Rocket stuff, he's going to defeat you... That stuff Archer won't listen to anyway.]

[forprofit]

...If you insist. I'm willing to listen if you have anything later.

[soulknight]

[...Huh?] Like what?

[forprofit]

Anything. I always listen if you have something to say. [Whether that listening processes through his brain is another thing but eh, baby steps.]

[soulknight]

Keep your creepy obsessiveness to my dad. That's bad enough.

[Ew gross no god no you're awful no-]

[forprofit]

Obsession...? [he doesn't understand???]