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[SOLDIER First]

<Ballistic weapons. Crude but effective.
But believe you me, I wish you no harm.>

[Vgray]

The soldier lowers his weapon slightly.

"Freaky aliens..." the man mutters.

[SOLDIER First]

<Alien? You are mistaken. In this situation, you would be the alien, as you are most definitely not native to this forest.
I am additionally not extraterrestrial, as I am certain you meant by that.>

[Vgray]

"Ain't never seen nothing like you before."

[SOLDIER First]

<Obviously, then, you have never met a Pokemon before.
Our kind live everywhere, I'm surprised you haven't encountered any.>

[Vgray]

"If you say so."

[SOLDIER First]

<Anyway, we have more important things to discuss.
Your machine, for example. I want it out of here.>

[Vgray]

"This hunk of scrap metal ain't goin' nowhere anytime soon."

[SOLDIER First]

<Well, I know something that is going somewhere soon; you.
Leave.>

[Vgray]

"Hm. Alright. What happens to my machine as you call it?"

[SOLDIER First]

<If you wish to keep or repair it, you can do so as long as you are quick. If you do not wish to keep or repair it, it will remain in my section of the forest, and therefore be my property.
I do not care either way.>

[Vgray]

"I don't suppose you could point me in the direction of a town?"

[SOLDIER First]

<There are several within ten miles of here, although the closest is [Name of town with Club 404 and the PCs]. It is to the west of here.
The forest is dangerous between here and there, though, so I could accompany you if you wish.>

[Vgray]

I think I can handle it. Unless there are Xenos nearby...."

[SOLDIER First]

<I do not know of any 'xenos', although I have seen an Xatu or two recently.>