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The woman’s anxiety and weariness towards the new and unfamiliar hero dissipates almost immediately after the ferocious alien’s defeat. Her casualness and sudden intimacy takes him aback. He quickly leans his spine backwards as she extends her soft and delicate hand out to touch his helmet – hesitant that she might take the opportunity to abruptly unmask him.

”Thanks for the support!” His voice briefly brims with overacted confidence, before taking a more serious and concerned tone. ”But… are you okay?” he asks, remembering the panic in her gestures and the fear in her eyes.

In all aspects, the Elite Four member looks completely like a normal citizen and completely ill-prepared to combat against a menacing monster, but war has ways of forcing people to change and adapt. There are plenty of news about the war and the Megalopolans’ viciousness and cruelty; however, none are so detailed in comparison to the reports he’s read during his tenure as an International Police officer.

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Stormy Silph

Hendrix can feel warmth washing over his face. His cheeks flush red from embarrassment as he meekly restates the woman’s words. ”Alola, right, Alola.”

The awkward tension between the two is discomforting as the ex-officer turned vigilante fidgets about, only nodding at the mention of her brother. The term ‘Gadget Boy’ only worsens his anxiety. He slips his hand underneath the table, invisibly balling his hand into a fist.

Beneath the table, the veins on his hands nearly pop with how tight his grip is. He masks his anger well beneath false nervousness as he forcefully chuckles. ”You could say that. I’ve certainly been busy messing around with my projects.”

His relationship with the International Police did sour, after all and his departure being anything but mutual.

He intakes a deep breath, exhaling loudly to calm his nerves. His hand touches against the edge of the table, pushing his body away to lean against the chair. ”I’ve actually been busy, volunteering and helping with Hoenn’s restoration.”

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Andrea Benoit

hendrix emmerson + mclaren mcflurry

yaaas. i love that she’s receptive to leaving but also paranoid and fearful enough that it might lead to pain or, even worse, death. considering she’s already a hit man of sorts for rocket, i can imagine that paranoia setting in enough that she might potentially turn on Hendrix for self-preservation.

in regards to breaking down mcflurry’s initial defenses, hendrix would more than likely try and probe that information out, but aside from that, i can certainly see her think of him as eccentric; especially if she were to encounter his alter ego – pokken rider. he's basically pokkenger but with super powers since he uses a rotom inhabiting his suit to use its moves as “super powers”.

seeing as how rocket isn’t exactly too friendly/patient with her, maybe he rescues her from a bad falling out which leads to him approaching in his civilian identity?

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You’re becoming a celebrity…

Pokken Rider’s head perks and he awkwardly rubs the back of his neck. ”I think you’ve gotten the wrong idea. You’re thinking of Pokkenger. I’m Pokken Rider.” he says, trying to correct the man; after all, he’s only recently been active in the region. It’s clear that the ranger has mistaken him for Pokkenger, though its not hard to see why.

The masked vigilante shakes his head to alleviate the ranger’s worries as he thumbs back at the grunts. ”They may have been making deals with Rocket, but keep in mind, they’re still chumps in comparison. It’s more smaller deals like trading stolen pokemon for profit.”

Hearing the insult, one of the rocket grunt calls out, “Hey! Who the hell are you calling a chump?!”

”Boss, I’m picking up activity on the scanner, the police are almost here.” the Rotom in his suit silently alerts, speaking on the comm lines rather than through his speakers. Pokken Rider nods before looking back to the ranger.

”Thanks for the backup!” he says before taking off, the ditto left behind transforming back into his clone before splitting off in a different direction.

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Zac Ramsay
archaeological avalanche

Pokken Rider keeps quiet when the man begins speculating, letting his silence speak for him instead; though he has to admit that the ranger’s extremely good at deductive reasoning. He’d make a good ranger the masked hero quietly thinks, harkening back to his days with the International Police.

He nods at the mention of leaving. ”More than likely.” he says, affirming the ranger’s assumptions.

He stares back at the criminals briefly before turning back to the ranger. ”I’ve been keeping tabs on them for a while since they’ve recently been making deals with Team Rocket, and anywhere Rocket’s been involved will bound to lead to trouble.”

Catching onto the man’s true intentions, he holds out a hand to stop him. ”Better to not. I’m not out here for fame or glory.”

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Zac Ramsay
archaeological avalanche

The Pokken Rider secretly admires the red-haired ranger’s creativity as the Poachyenas are quickly entrapped by hardened quicksand. They struggle and yell to no avail as there’s no escape for them.

The hero gives a nod in response as he makes also approaches the captured criminals. He squats in front of them as he looks at them. ”You know, you guys could probably earn a better living helping out with the region’s restoration rather than causing more harm by trying to make a quick buck.”

Yet before they can respond, the Pokken Rider leaves them behind as he moves towards the ranger, extending out his gauntleted hand for a handshake. ”Thanks for the compliment. You’re plenty capable yourself.” he says with a smile; though his face is properly hidden by his helmet.

”Bzzt. No problem, the police have been notified and are on their way.” the Rotom powering his suit suddenly speaks out through his helmet.

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Zac Ramsay
archaeological avalanche

As the Mightyena lunges at him, Pokken Rider is swift enough to catch it by the lower jaw with his right hand as he uses his suit’s augmented strength to briefly lift then slam the dog into the ground with the power of FACADE. Seeing her pokemon dispatched with relative ease, the woman backs away into her compatriots.

”This is your last warning, stand down and surrender!” he demands, catching sight of the tall fiery ranger. There’s a moment of surprise; however, he rolls with it as it seems the man is more interested in helping him rather than obstructing him.

It’s easy to surmise that the two are slightly outnumbered; however, that doesn’t phase or worry the hero as electricity seems to spark from his suit.

“Screw it all, Flamethrower!” one of them cries out and the horned hound wreathes out a fiery breath at the armored vigilante. Pokken Rider shakes his head in disappointment as he ducks underneath the flames and rolls to the side to avoid any potential damage. He flicks his wrist forward as the electricity sparks out from his palm, zapping the four dog pokemon, causing their body to stiffen with lingering sparks of electricity paralyzing them.

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Zac Ramsay
Pokken Rider used THUNDER WAVE to weaken the enemies!
archaeological avalanche

Seeing his electric discharge having some visible effect against the Urshifu, the Pokken Rider’s body eases up a bit; however, momentarily letting down his guard is a near fatal mistake as the large bear quickly inbounds at him headfirst. ”Oh, shit!” he exclaims as his vizors light up red before dimming as the Pokken Rider seemingly splits in two with the one in front also retaliating headfirst at the Urshifu while the one behind retreats.

Both heads collide against each other; however, the Urshifu proves to be the mightier as the SUBSTITUTE quickly fades as it recoils back. The masked hero lets out a sigh of relief as he takes another fighting stance. ”You’ve definitely knocked some sense into one of me, even if it’s not the right skull.” he retorts, grinning as he feels some sweat beading down the side of his head.

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The ex-Interpol officer raises a brow upon hearing his name, having not expected for someone to openly recognize him, but looking across from the table, he manages to spot the red-haired woman trying to sneak a glance at the card. He smiles somewhat awkwardly as she mentions the International Police.

”Not exactly, but I’ve been to the branch a few times to help train and demo some of the new tools that you might’ve used.” he responds much more curtly than before, trying to avoid the fact that he’s actually left the organization on bad terms.

He casually glances down at the card before leaning in, resting his elbow against the table and his head against his hand. ”Andrea, right? I’m surprised you’re in Hoenn since, you know, you’re from the Kalos branch.”

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Andrea Benoit