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]

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[broceanic]

[archie can tell something's off with blue, though being unable to read minds-- he can't tell exactly what. other than he's the cause of it, apparently.]

Here. [he says, holding it out. he didn't go too wild with it; it's very simple but nutritious. the sort of lunch he would've packed for himself on the job, when there wasn't time or space for fancy shit.] Do you need anything for your Pokémon?

[blueser]

...No. They're okay. [He hopes. He's been so worried for them, but they usually just hunt in the woods on their own anyway, or else he's been pilfering plenty of berries that Exeggutor can grow here and there.]

[Blue shuffles back towards the door, opening it- a light rain has already started up overhead of the cabin since he woke up, but it's a sign of what's to come. He hasn't really solved anything by coming here....]

[And now he doesn't know where else to go.]

[He thinks about giving his thanks, but he decides he has nothing to thank for, and instead just slips out the door and starts bustling away from the cabin.]