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[His voice is lively and cheerful. He wears a grin as he gestures towards the screen. He's clearly holding it at selfie distance.]

Hello, fellow Heroes of this star! My name is Solus zos Galvus. It is plain to understand why they would employ my assistance in their time of crisis. Terribly inconvenient and inconsiderate of them to borrow me without asking...

[He catches a glimpse of something off screen, and sets the communicator down in a way that he can use it hands free. He spreads his hands out wide and shrugs his shoulders.]

But I can hardly blame them. I am a brilliant engineer, after all! Surely there must be other very talented individuals about.

I had just a short jaunt around town, and I must say that the technology is decent enough here, but I could not help but notice that it is not fully accessible to the common folk. Or should I say... The unpowered masses!

The government must not trust them very much to bar them from using the teleporters... Or, perhaps they simply don't have the capacity. Would it really be so difficult to build or distribute those lovely little nanites they were so keen on giving us?

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Tch, ain't gotta tell me about no oppression dude. Seems like I'm the only one who sees it sometimes, these idiots really buy into this crap.

[Guzma waves a little dismissively.]

But if y'know that goin' in, and plan to rip off the system, more power to ya. It's what them suits deserve. I'm sure the dental is worth it.

Maybe you're a little more clever than I gave you credit for. Bravo, Guzma.

[He says all of this terribly earnestly. It does seem like this guy can't talk without moving his hands. If you tied them together he might stall out. He places a hand to his chest.]

I certainly don't intend to be anyone's pawn. But it is awfully difficult to get anything done with a toothache.

[A guy with a gang. Definitely filing that away. He could be very useful in the future. Fun to have drinks with, at least.]

Here I thought you brainy types knew better than to judge a book by its cover.

[Guzma shrugs with a grin, shifting a little in his seat, which just ends in another lazy slump-manspread.]

I ain't thinkin' it's too hard to play 'em, but I ain't one to be swearin' to no dude who ain't myself. Don't play by no rules, even if they tryin' to sweeten the deal with that kinda shit.

But elderly dudes like you? Nah, can't go blamin' ya. 'Sides, you seem to got more sense than most people who's been here for even longer than big bad Guzma.

I’m pleased to know how highly you think of me. [ He says with the sort of edge that means this could be a joke or a lie. Or maybe that’s just how he talks?]

I have no doubt that I can gain the upper hand. Even if they’re monitoring our speech, there’s no way they’re organized enough to do anything about it. This is like the world’s slowest, saddest attempt at conquering.

[Elderly dudes like him indeed. ]

For instance, you’re clearly some sort of hostile body from what you say. If you’re established, and they haven’t figured out how to crush you yet... means a few things, doesn’t it?

Edited 2020-03-08 10:06 (UTC)

Is that what that is? Me thinkin' highly of you? [Guzma's own tone lends to Solus' own, sounding sarcastic, not serious at all.]

Tch, gimme more credit than that, yo. I know you just met me, but ya boy ain't no slouch. Ain't no one can take me down, they're just lucky I ain't comin' right at 'em myself.

[ He has no reason not to just basically trust his words. They form a coherent sort of picture at least. A deeper understanding. He had many more people to talk to, but he found the disillusioned particularly useful. ]

They really have no control over their technology, do they? If I were them, and I found nuisances, I’d send them back out. We’re supposed to deal with their villain infestation, but it seems like they’re uninterested in permanent solutions.

...I suppose these are the actions of a flailing and desperate governing body.

[ He picks up his phone and carries it with him as he wanders his house. ]

The landmass that they’re trying to co tell seems absurdly large, for one. So, where’s your territory? I’d like to mind my step.

[One might argue that looking at Guzma is enough to not trust his words, but hey, Guzma will take the benefit of the doubt if Solus wants to hand it out so willingly!]

It's real sad, dude. You'd think these guys would have a clue how to operate their own shit, but here we all are. Dealin' with their insurmountable dumbassery.

[Guzma might not be a politician or some world leader, but he doesn't need to be to see the flaws in a system—he saw it in Alola, felt it even, and this place isn't much different.]

Maurtia Falls—that's Skull territory, but that ain't meanin' you can't chill there. Just so long as you ain't tryin' to take over or nothin'. That's when we'd have an issue. Respect earns respect, don't shit in my home, and I won't beat the shit outta ya, get me?

Maurtia Falls... [He rolls the name around on his tongue.] That's north of here, isn't it? I've been stationed in Nonah. [He laughs at this "laying down of the law".]

I have plans to see the cities with mine own eyes. I'll stop by sooner or later. They have work for me, but it isn't very... pressing. So we shall see...

[Not that he's not going to do it. It actually sounds like a lot of fun.]

Edited 2020-03-09 04:04 (UTC)

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