The behemoth of a man hummed, leaning back in his place as his fire type enjoyed the warmth of the seat. He thought for a moment, he truly believed that these amalgamations of Pokemon were unneeded. If anything, they impeded his goal to reshape Hoenn into a war filled battlefield. Not that it wasn't already, but he truly hoped to make it so it was.. an endless cycle.

He dragged his arm across the steel type's railing, before holding his chin up with the palm of his hand. Looking out over the distance for a moment, he whistled gently against the wind. "I hate them, I hope to live in an age where each Titan and Deity suffer the consequence of challenging us. We were born to inherit the stars, and to steal their gifts." He responded bluntly, before looking forward. Arms crossed. "The Tapus? Especially the ones who have migrated from my home? I'll be the one to shackle them."  

"Now we're talking." Hunu cracked his knuckles, as he continued to march toward his target. The Brilliance of this new found strength, permeated from his body and inspired him. This was what he wanted. On the battlefield, everyone was equal, whether you were poor or noble. You still had a chance of death, no matter how much you had. Here, both Hitoshi and Hunu had evened the odds.

Inhaling deeply, he exhaled before bursting into a full sprint. His knees raised high, as he violently rushed toward Silph, an arm cocked back as he continued to siphon the life force from the surrounding area. Even those, and their Pokemon. Whatever survivors were left, were stripped of their remaining strength as the Pseudo-Avatar pummeled a fist forward. Slamming into the guard of Silph, and breaking through it, sending the man flying from the Twisted-Wish he had received.

Emzar raised an eyebrow at his opponent's methods, it seemed that they decided to use the move back at his own Lycanroc. It was smart, however it seemed like this would act as a means of endurance and who exactly could outlast the other. To be fair, he couldn't not out pass Judgement on the other trainer as they began to try and throw insults at Hunu. He furrowed his eyebrows towards the opposition. 

"Just looking to gauge the battlefield, you got a mouth on ya." He replied, as the Rock Type reeled from the opposing counter and swiftly performed another. Using the momentum of the blow to spin, and perform another violent strike at the opposition without warning. Counter again! Hunu wanted to see if Gaius would lock themselves in such a thing.

"You just go out of your way to attack random Pokemon?" Hunu enquired.

Emzar couldn't help but showcase his grin, almost licking at his lips from the envelope alone. The way he was eyeing the wad of cash, was if it could have been a woman. Oh geez. Was Hunu aroused by money? Who really knew what went through his head, grabbing the envelope, he flipped out a handful. Smelling the paper with an exaggerated hum of satisfaction, like an addict. "Oh yeah, that's the stuff."

He began to make his exit, before standing at the door and looking over his shoulder. He waved a handful, toward Howard. "Be sure to let me know how your date goes, I have a kind of Ritual whenever I get paid. I tend to blow a decent percent on say.. dancers. You should come, unless you only into old men!"

Hunu burst out into laughter, before practically shoulder barging his way out of the room. Not even opening the door, as he almost broke the lock off it. Walking out like the brute he was.

Emzar really enjoyed Howard's company, the more he thought about it the more he couldn't understand it. Despite their differences, he enjoyed the type of man the Archeologist was. Sure, Tangaroa would scheme and lie and do whatever it took to bash somebody's skull in. But he did it in a way that was endearing, playful even. Everybody else sickened him. Maybe it was just the honesty of the man for him, he let go of the man's hand. 

"Ha! Yeah, whatever." He waved his hand dismissively, he was going to do that anyway. Playfully, he made it out he wasn't going to do such a thing, but he would do it. Just his way, like a bulldozer that wouldn't stop against a protest. He hummed, basking in the memory of it all as he exhaled.

"I'll keep in contact, I feel like taking something over again. Next time, Wooo Baby! Will I have an even scarier group." Hunu laughed, as he boasted. His progress was something, of course there will always be somebody there in attempt to rival him but that's what made it all fun. Being the strongest was always boring. "You're lucky, you're my best friend."

He still grinned, things were getting exciting. He half expected he was going to have to beat the Archeologist to death, after being fired. However, he was fine. It seemed to two had come to a basic understanding, pushing their differences and Past aside to be the kind of men that this region was waiting for. The two were Conquerors, and this plane still had civilization still kicking for him to take over and fight in. He inhaled deeply, as he gave a exhaled a deep breath.

"You make it out that, it's a bad thing." Hunu grinned, as Howard suggested the two would have to face off against one another. Good. He wanted to take on everyone if he had the chance, he wanted to have his eyes feast on something brilliant before it all came to a close. "You promise?" Hunu cooed, at Howard's threat.

His abnormally large hand, wrapped over Howard's. Tightly clenching, as he shook the man's hand. "Until then, Mr. Slate- you build your Kingdom, while I lay waste to the Region."

Hunu hummed, as he rested in his spot. He raised an eyebrow at the man, as they gave the answer to what kind of Pokemon it was. However, what intrigued him was the fact that the other man seemed to have mistaken him. Shaking his head, and a wave of his hand. The trainer huffed. "I meant it as a compliment, it's against everything nature intended. It's foundation is crude, therefore strong. The contrary. I want one." The Alolan responded, he allowed the wind to woft against his long luxurious hair.

Despite barely being a fully implemented member, Hunu was arguably one of the most energetic soldiers for the Team Rocket. He was violent, and worth dozens of men alone. He wanted to get his hands on everything, both arms folded over his chest as his mouth widened like a bear. He yawned, and licked his teeth. "What's your thought on Legendary Pokemon, hm?" He enquired, giving an almost judgmental stare.

Hunu's face, twisted to that of a frown. Although he was loyal to the man who was paying him, he wasn't above disliking what he had to say. The King of Beasts felt almost caged, restricted and unable to stretch themselves. He was hired to kill Giants, was he not? To lay waste to the land of Hoenn, did Howard's plans change? He wasn't here to be a diplomat, but to express himself as more animal than Human. He huffed, leaning back in his chair, staring at the ceiling as he chewed the cigar in his mouth.

"You hired a butcher, not a surgeon Howard. I don't care for big words, or to make something outlives me. You confuse me, man. One moment, you want me to slaughter Titans and the next you want me to play Human." Hunu huffed, an eyebrow twitched as he listened to how the man he considered his Equal showcase an benevolent and weak emotion. Such as Love. He scowled.

"So long as I exist, the League stands no chance at claiming Hoenn back. They can't even dream, of contending it. So, let's play things fair from now on. No more sneak shots, and I promise I won't do harm to those you love." Emzar huffed, as he swallowed the chewed up cigar. Dusting the ash from his nice shirt, as he hummed. "We follow different dreams, but are on the right path. Just know, you are the only one I consider my equal in this War, and I want to keep it going a little longer."