Satori sat in a glade outside of lilycove city lost in a deep meditation. His breath control had come perfectly that day, his ability to meld with the world beyond ours had never been so intune as he opened his third eye and felt the souls of the universe guiding him to a revelation. On the cusp of some mystical enlightenment the whispers began to grow louder and louder beckoning him forward until-- BLEEP!

That damn phone the league forced him to carry had went off again pulling him straight out of his own mind and into the now depressing dew damp grass he’d been sitting in. He looked at the notification that had so rudely interrupted him, remembering that he had a meeting with a council member very soon. Standing up and jetting off he made his way towards the heart of the city where the man had an office.

Satori let out a small gasp as he reached the unnaturally tall building. Walking through the pristine doors, the small monk felt out of place in his simple attire. It’d seem to him that most of the employees had left already. Passing by the elevators he made his way to the stairs, climbing up to the 27th floor and reaching Ian’s office with exactly a minute to spare.

After waiting the minute out until their meeting time began Satori would enter the office to see Yiannis. The monk would flash a small, polite smile before pressing his palms to one another and bringing them up to his chin in greeting

“Hello, I am Satori Wu, you have called for a meeting with me today?”

Satori would offer the man a stiff, if not polite nod as he took a seat across from him. “I found the building precisely when I was meant to” he says with a small chuckle, sitting cross legged in the plush office chair as Ian offered him a drink. With a friendly smile Satori would wave his hand dismissively at the drink cart



“Ah, I thank you friend but I abstain from intoxicants. In doing so, he gives freedom from danger, freedom from animosity, freedom from oppression to limitless numbers of beings.” the monk would nod, not quiet mentioning who exactly this he was before continuing on to answer Ian’s other question



“Indeed, I am not native to this land. I come from across the mountains and seas, my native dirt lay in Kanto beneath the heel of the jackal.” he’d pause for a moment, as if reflecting upon something.



A small frown dances on Satori’s face, but it vanishes just as quickly as it had come, his expression becoming neutral again as he spoke “I can not say I am intimate with your system, but as I understand it you represent many parts of Hoenn in governance yes?”

Satori chuckles lightly at the man’s demeanor, but as the conversation turns towards the very nature of his time in Hoenn his face becomes more solemn, and somber. His brows furrow, lines beginning to form on his dotted forehead. The monk blinks slowly, taking deep breaths and slowly controlling himself until he became calm once more



“An interesting question to be sure, not one I expected so quickly but I suppose it is good to cut the chaff and strike at the wheat yes?” he’d offer an other swift nod “I’ve not come to finish a fight sir, I’ve come to start one. My people were not allowed the luxury of seeing Rocket’s evils until it had already befallen upon us. It was no fight, but a slaughter. I seek the salvation of my people, the liberation of my people, the truth and justice that they so duly deserve.”



Taking another deep breath as not to allow his emotions to control him he continues on “Your people, unlike my own, have the opportunity to rid themselves, and the world of Rocket and their ilk before major damage is done.”