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[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]

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[blueser]

You think he's not gonna pick me anyway? [Blue narrows his eyes playfully, lips trembling with a held-back grin.] That's really trusting of you.

But, my Gyarados is a good guy! He'll know who won for sure. Gyaradooooos!

[He calls to the dragon, who has been snorkeling in the deeps of the lake and meeting some fishy pals. The dragon resurfaces after a few seconds with a burst of waves along the water's surface, and rumbles in inquiry.]

Gyarados, watch our contest and tell us who wins, alright!? [He's already reeling back for his second throw, tugging one sleeve up.] Go look and see which stone sank the furthest!

[Gyarados rumbles and re-submerges himself, and Blue waits expectantly for his return.]

Ah....I wonder if the stones are too small to pick up. [He suddenly hums, as an afterthought.] Oh well, winner of each round gets to throw second, right?

[trypanophobic]

[Killua laughs when Blue gives that testament to Gyarados's character. fair enough, he supposes.]

Mm! [Killua nods, hands on his hips, and bends forward, looking for another good rock. he might have to go collect some...] That's true, he is big...but he's not dumb, right?

[Killua straightens up again, inspecting a rock. he squints at it. maybe not flat enough.]

Hard to tell, though, I guess... I mean, he's a dragon, but he's also kind of a fish?

[blueser]

He’s definitely not dumb! [Blue huffs, matter of factly.] ...Lots of people disrespect Magikarp for being weak and ‘useless’, but that’s because they’re too lazy and unskilled to bother putting the effort in to train it. If you don’t put any work into raising a Pokémon, you get what you deserve.

[Blue’s little rant is mercifully cut short by Gyarados bursting back out of the lake, sending waterspray everywhere- he waded closer to the shore where he towers over the two boys...only to let a small stone plop out of his huge, fishy-smelling mouth.]

[Blue rushes to examine the stone, squinting, then stands back up tall with a smug grin.] Oh, that’s definitely my stone! Good job, Gyarados! [To be honest, he doesn’t remember whose stone was whose......]