任侠団体

EXTRAVERSION

★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ : outgoing ★★★★★★★★★★ : risk-taking ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ : excitement-seeking ★★★★★★★★★☆ : physically adventurous

AGREEABLENESS

★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ : trusting ★★★★★★★★★★ : compassionate ★★★★★★★★☆☆ : empathetic  ★★★★★☆☆☆☆☆ : enjoys company

NEUROTICISM

★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ : angry ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ : depressed ★★☆☆☆☆☆☆☆☆ : anxiety ★★★★★★★★★★ : emotionally stable

CONSCIENTIOUSNESS 

★★★★★★★★★★ : self-disciplined ★★★★★★★★★★ : hard-working ★★★★★★★★★★ : prepared/dutiful  ★★★★★★★★★★ : aims to over-achieve 

OPENNESS TO EXPERIENCE 

     "A challenge sounds too soft for someone like you. I’m not a young dreamer trying to reach the championship, so I don’t need a challenge. If you’re intending to battle, I assure you I won’t hold back."

     The pokeball might have been empty, dropped onto the sands about, but his sleeves were always so tricky. After all, it was never a wise idea to show up anywhere unarmed, especially when one held such a high position such as he had. He had to keep his senses sharp, battles chosen and given at the right moment, and he'd knew his path.

    Even with that grandfatherly smile of his, he'd noticed the motion Lance had made towards his pokeball, he had moved as well, the blade, once tucked in his sleeve, jutted out in time with his forward strike: a diagonal cut from the other right to left, beginning with the bottom, focusing on the other's hand.

     No, he had to agree, Lance was no young dreamer. He was older and no less wiser than the youthful welp, so filled with threats and anger he would not notice just what it was before him, all the opportunities missed.

     "It's not a battle when there's no struggle." 

                                                             to fight and die

                                                  for something,

                                                             do it for something

Yes, up until a few months ago, Proton had wanted nothing more than Giovanni to retake control, and steer Team Rocket to its former glory. But now, he felt betrayed, and abused by the man. Learning of these monstrous things, like Project Hound…and the mystery of whatever had been done to Proton himself in this Project Christmas thing…Who else would have had a hand in it, but for Giovanni? The man before him, who had given him everything, whose only fault was favouring Archer over him…Well, it’s not like there was any changing it now.

     He remembers when the man first joined the family, a rabid dog that required plenty of training. To imagine he would achieve this much since he had last seen him isn't much of an achievement. He also remembers just what path they had assigned to him and it's enough to bring about the slightest curl at the corner of his mouth. Just as he did then as he does now, the man carried no sort of background nor nature that would be beneficial for the finer arts.

     But, he notices, how Proton has changed. He's still a dog, abet collared and muzzled, but he sees the dimming spark in his eye and trusts his own instincts when he understands his disappearance has brought many things to light as it did cover. 

     "I see." He lets out a content hum, choosing to ease his posture if only marginally as he leads the man towards another room, one with only a long but short (in height) table with cushions for seats. The head is obviously set aside for him. It is a strange mixture of cultures, both unovan and their own, but he's always been an eccentric one, now hadn't he?

"First of all, someone like you deserves everything but peace.” It was disgusting. God, he had to admit it could be seen as cruel; yet he wanted Giovanni to suffer endlessly. It would be fair, a way to make him pay all the pain he’d caused to many Pokémon. Yet he said nothing about that. Not yet.

     The Rocket boss chuckled lightly, "a challenge is what you're looking for?" He echoed, rolling about an empty pokeball in his hand. Now, just how would that help his goals? Even if he had decided to hide away once more, how effective would it be to 'take him out'? None at all.