Reflections... 『Kris x Archer』
It was a dreary afternoon when Kris arrived in Goldenrod. Taking the bullet train from Saffron, she was planning on a day of rest and relaxation, breaking from her studies to indulge in some of life's finer luxuries. Shopping at the Department Store, having a light lunch in town, and now getting her hair styled in the Tunnel's salon, Kris found herself feeling at peace.
As she was paying the hairdresser and making her way out of the Salon, a rather familiar sight stopped the girl dead in her tracks. It was man lingering by, one with a quiet demeanor but all the same, aggressive and imposing. Kris held back a gasp as she surveyed his figure for a few brief minutes before a flood of memories heightened her emotions.
Yes. The resemblance was uncanny. From the blue hair to the lanky appearance, it was none other than Archer. Her gut churned as she recalled the events at the Radio Tower, those years before. Team Rocket had all but died out as far as she was aware, but still, the bitter taste had yet to leave her mouth. Perhaps it was due to that, that her curiosity began to take control of her actions. What on earth is he doing here....
Kris exited the salon, following in the man's footsteps for only a second before catching up to him. "It really is you, isn't it?" She spoke boldly, only a few feet behind him. "After all this time... what are you doing in Goldenrod?"
