IC CONTACT

[blueser]

"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]

Comments

[blueser]

What the Furret...?

[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!]

[blitzcheer]

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