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"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"
[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]
"Hello... Whatever... Don't worry about me. I'm doing peachy over here! I was just looking for something to do! Wanna battle me again?"
[telepathy | Pidgeot-mail]
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[In any case he sure is a lot less cold-shoulder than he was when Tidus arrived, and he's still scanning the paper and the book he had opened up, trying to absorb some more information about the Strivina that might be helpful in safely capturing it.]
It uses illusions and stuff... A Dark or Ghost-type Pokémon might be the best way to handle it, but I don't have any with me. Hopefully a Psychic-type will be enough.
[With an air of confidence, and a decisive snap shut of the book, he puffs up his chest and tidies away the books he was handling.] I'm sure I can come up with something less lame than your excuses. [He grins, digging a Pokéball up from his belt and motioning for Tidus to follow him towards the big front desk and the exit.]
[Indeed, with a serious tone, he leans across the desk and explains to an authoritative-looking woman that one of his fellow Otherworlders had an emergency with their creatures, and it was imperative that Blue assisted. Blue must not play hooky often- goody-twoshoes- because it's accepted without question.]
[It was kinda true!!] I wasn't totally lying. [He comments as they exit the library, tossing his Pokéball forward to release... a giant eagle.] Pidgeot, we're going.
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Uh huh. Sounds totally different from what I suggested. [ But oh, can't keep up that sass when a giant....bird comes onto the scene? What the-- ]
What-- wait, we're flying that? [ ...WAIT A MINUTE. ] Why didn't we use them to get around the desert?!
[ WHY DID YOU MAKE HIM (them) WALK AROUND, BLUE!! ]
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[Blue turns to him with a big, cheeky grin, hands on his hips.] Try thinking ahead once in a while, you'll probably get in less trouble that way.
[He watches the expected sputtering and eye-boggling at Pidgeot's appearance with his own private amusement, but Pidgeot himself seems utterly unimpressed, leveling a sharp stare in Tidus' direction as he complains. Blue's mouth twists in a thoughtful frown, and he looks from Tidus, to Pidgeot, and back.]
Oh. I didn't want him to get sand in his eyes. [Blue drawls casually, evidently pleased with Tidus' unexpected annoyance.] If it's a problem, you can probably find a Chocobo to adopt...?
[Teasing this guy is way too fun.]
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Pidgeot can glare at him as much as the bird likes. Tidus levels his own glare on Blue, frowning--and he reaches for the paper with the job, snatching it back. ]
Are you seriously this much of an asshole to anyone who tries to work with you about the things you care about? [ He throws a dismissive hand out, voice sharp, and stuffs the job away into his pocket. ] Do whatever you want. I'll make my own way there.
[ With that, he's going to start heading for the stairs leading down from this district. ]
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[Blue mutters, genuinely taken off-guard by Tidus' outburst so that he forgets to drop his hand for a moment. Once he shakes it off however, his eyes narrow defiantly, and face darkening into a frown. What was this guy's problem...!?] So sensitive. [He'd just been joking around, sheesh!]
[With a huff, he turns back to Pidgeot and swings up onto his back, watching the other boy stomp away.] Whatever! You're the one who demanded to talk to me! [He calls back, before Pidgeot's wings flap, launching them into the air. He'd still head to that spot- rescuing and studying a rare monster was still way more interesting than boring library work, but he didn't need this guy's permission to do it!]
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