Hidden in one of Pyrite's many shadowy corners, Janus was leaned up against a wall. He observed what he considered home in the past, and narrowed his eyes in disgust. The place was absolutely pathetic from what he remembered, though he knew that the rebellious nature of it's inhabitants was probably killed off by cipher for the most part, but still found it quite sad that there weren't any peons getting shivved at times. How much of a fight did they truly put up is what Janus wondered; as he had been far-off in the desert when the assault on Pyrite happened.

[I]'Perhaps Cipher hadn't allowed them to put up much of a fight.'[/I] He thought to himself, kicking off the wall and slowly walking along, watching the movements of those around him. Trainers that forfeited everything and joined the organization, trainers who wanted power, but didn't know that they were simply being used as tools. Pawns. "The people of Pyrite were smarter than this. Could they really have been blinded by lies so easily? And to think I considered Pyrite a place of criminal brilliance. Now it's just a hellish pit for the higher-ups in Cipher to collect troops for an army so they can further scale their assaults. Cipher used to be considered just a criminal organization, but now? They're warlords. Someone to be feared if you are the common man..." 

He stopped, sighing. "Dammit. I want Pyrite to be it's old self again, but that's so far from reach." He muttered, shaking his head shamefully. His words were just loud enough to catch the attention of a peon, who noted his appearance as he momentarily stepped into the sunlight. The pink hair, the jacket with a ripped sleeve, the eyepatch... The man fit the description of a man wanted by some Cipher operatives for screwing around with their work over the years. The few attempts to catch him have ended with nothing more than empty hands. He was a criminal in Cipher's eyes, and the reward for bringing him in was worth most risks.

After gathering a few peons together, the group of thugs began approaching Janus with the intent to capture him alive, but severely injured. [B]"Hey, you!"[/B] One peon called out, catching his attention. Janus quickly retreated into an alleyway, and the goons gave chase. Janus was a runner at heart; quick, able to get himself out of a situation. Though speed wasn't always of importance. A good head on your shoulders mattered as well. You had to know your hunter to outsmart him.

[I]'They think I'm scared; don't want to fight. They'll think I kept running, making sure to escape. Simply hiding in the darkness will give me an easy way out.'[/I] Janus concluded, as he ducked himself down behind some old, rusted barrels. As the peons followed after him, they stopped for a moment, glancing about. [B]"Where'd he go?!"[/B] One yelled, and became quiet soon after as the group glanced at the surrounding area. It was silent.

[B]"That bastard would be shaking in his boots if he was hiding here! He probably kept runnin' to see if we'd stop!"[/B] Another Peon yelled irritably. [B]"You're probably right. Who'd want to fight a group like Cipher? He's probably just a coward. C'mon, let's find 'em and take 'em in."[/B]

As the peons began running once more, Janus popped out and let out a sigh of relief, before straitening his jacket. "Now that I've got that out of the way... Might as well get a good view of the area, see what's going on aside from a group of idiots chasing an assumption." He chuckled, climbing up onto a nearby garbage can that was rather large. "Gotta be something of interest..." He grumbled, climbing up onto the window sills of the nearest building. He continued to climb up slowly, until managing to make his way over to a roof of a smaller building than the one he was climbing. He was breathing mildly heavy, finding a good position on the roof and sitting there to take a break and look over the area.

Not much caught his attention, though he saw a minor scene outside of town. Some blonde guy seemed to have his Pokemon snagged by a man on a hovercycle. "That's life, nowadays. Wonder if I could get some forward payment if I told him I'd get it back? Heh." He joked with himself, though after a moment he actually considered it. His eyes narrowed as he watched on, noticing the guy seemed to be staring either into space, or at something he considered interesting.

"Maybe he's one of those idiots who likes staring at the sun." Janus commented to himself, grinning as he watched on. He noted the peons guarding the entrance to town, and wondered if any trouble would break out for the guy. He assumed so, and figured it might be worthwhile to keep an eye on the newcomer for the moment. "He made a mistake coming here, that's for sure. The Peon's will eat 'em alive."