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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[oh.] You know who I am? No - you naturally would, wouldn't you.

[relaxceus]

Yeah, I do. Archer, I think you go by. Or Apollo? No, that depends on which world, dang, I can't quite tell which hand your world rests on.

[forprofit]

[Wow. The creature know his stuff after all.] Apollo was an undercover name I used in my earlier days...

[relaxceus]

[Indeed! And yet with all that knowledge, he is just happy to have a freshly cleaned rug sitting around his neck.]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, darn, can't remember your birth name. Not like you ever did or will do anything important with that name.

[forprofit]

I feel confident enough to handle my life just fine.

[relaxceus]

I mean, whatever, man. I can't tell you how that's gonna work out for you either way, prey animals can't know that the predator's gonna get them and all. Predator's gotta eat, and all that.

[forprofit]

You can spare me from your concern and pointless analogies. I know what I need to do.

[relaxceus]

Do what you gotta do, little brother. Everything's set in place for the ideal outcome.