Amor wasn't doing much of anything, but ever since the incident at his manor with the assassin, he had done his best to keep his senses outside of himself. At least that is how Walter put it when they were training on that godsforsaken mountain. The cold was still following him to this day he swore. But ever since that day Walter had made sure that Amor would be more than capable to handle himself in any situation, or at least competent to not get stabbed repeated, and bitten by stray Lycanroc again. Shaking his head he noticed something out of the corner of his eyes, and it was quick. To quick for anyone not paying attention to notice, but he had just seen it barely. Maybe the training Walter had put him through was showing some fruits of labor? Amor didn't know, but the man was trying to vanish into the crowd.

Of course he could have just let it go, but he thought perhaps if it did lead into a scuffle it would at least let him put some of Walters hellish lessons into practice. He followed behind the man weaving through the crowd like water around rocks, and as he did so he reached up to touch his chest the scar that was hidden underneath the fabric throbbing quietly for a moment before it faded.

"This won't be like last time....I have to see for myself."

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As they turned down the alleyway, and he was faced with the other, and his quip, Amor just chuckled. Taking his fingers, and brushing a strand of his silvery locks away from his face, he would meet the gaze of the thief easily.

"Sorry, you're not my type. I prefer someone to make me breakfast not walk out the door with it." Came the easy retort in the most polite tone that he could muster. "Besides you look to much like every cam boy in existence. Generic, frumpty, and far to much bottom energy. But that's alright, I just came to retrieve what you stole from that man, and then I can leave you to go back to the bag of idiots you crawled out from." The polite tone never left, and he didn't even raise his voice. Walter would've been so proud, and he held out his hand expectantly. Either he would be given the item, or this situation was going to become a lot messier than he intended.

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"Oh that's adorable." He'd chuckle at the others words. "I'm so glad I asked for your opinion....Oh wait. I didn't." Would come the polite response to the stranger. "Unfortunately I have to regretfully inform that the extended warranty on bad come backs expired yesterday. Good try though." And at his invitation to go, and get it, Amor wasn't stupid enough to approach him on his own, and so he grabbed one of his pokeballs, and tossed it into the air releasing his Dragonite, Draco.

The matter was now becoming serious.

"Well Draco you heard him, let's go take it back." He'd speak happily to his dragon who would rush the other with an Extreme Speed in an attempt to catch him off guard.

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Hearing the taunts of the other he would just chuckle, and run his fingers through his long hair.

"Coward? I'm just intelligent enough to not fall for bait." He'd say as he watched the Poison Gas encroach towards him. It wouldn't make it very far before Draco's eyes lit up blue, and summoned a thundering dark cloud over a large area calling forth the rain, and winds to blow it away. "Though that is a neat trick to disable someone's moves. It's been a while since someone has halted Draco in his tracks, so I commend you." Sincere praise? Or was there something more to it?

Both silent questions would go unanswered as Draco charged up a powerful Water Pulse, and sent it hurling towards the pair in front of them.

"Don't despair though, we can still have plenty of fun."

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When the Moonblast came from behind to cancel out the Water Pulse, Amor just made a small "tch" sound. It was troublesome to have to deal with multiple pokemon at once. No one ever wanted a one on one battle anymore. He was beginning to wish that he could revert back to his youth for a brief moment, but at his opponents quips, he just chuckled.

"Don't flatter yourself. I'm sure anyone is capable of getting you wet, which is why you'd be no fun for me. Treasure isn't as valuable when anyone can plunder it." With that a flash of light would reveal his Flygon. "Terra, bury them. Use Fissure." Just how much collateral damage was he willing to have in this alleyway? It would seem that such things didn't really matter much to him as he began to look at the value of all the buildings that he was potentially about to destroy with this attack.

Terra would crash his glowing tail into the ground, and attempt to rip open a chasm that would spread outward towards his opponent. Though his opponent seemed competent enough that he wouldn't get caught in such an attack, probably. And if he did well then all Amor had to worry about was paying for the damages that he caused, which wouldn't be much.

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