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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]

[Speaking of bristling]

Oh yeah? Well I don't like adults who talk crap 'bout stuff they don't know about either, so we're even.

[GUZ]

[golisolation]

What the hell you talking about?

[He talks shit on all sorts of things, gotta be a little more specific! There's just so much shit talk in his day to day.]

[blueser]

He just pissed me off. It's none of your business.

[Don't worry Guzma, you talk so much he feels like he's finally building up an immunity to it; Nanu's a different story. Although after the last week, he doesn't know how he feels...]

[golisolation]

Oh.

[True to form, he thought that was about him. There's the emotional equivalent of a shrug.]

Nanu's got his reasons for being how he is. Don't change the good he does, but if you just wanna be petty, there's no helping you.

[blueser]

Yeah, so much good he's doing, a cop sitting on his Feebas while people like you slaughter innocent monsters.

[Doesn't need to be helped, thanks! Doing just fine without blood on his hands.]

Whatever, running in front'a bullets, that's Red's thing. Keep mounting those bounties, I guess.

[golisolation]

Are you really this dense? He's a cop back in Alola, not here, stupid!

[Dammit, this was going so good. It's hard when you're territorial like Guzma is, and when one of his is getting talked against, he rises to give a beatdown. Even if just verbally. Not that he wants to beat Blue down, not really.]

Look—we ain't ever gonna agree on this shit, so it's pointless to bring it up again and again. You ain't gonna make me suddenly realize your side of it, no matter how many times you act shitty at me, yo. So, drop it.

[blueser]

Yeah, stupid me assuming adults are ever gonna do the right thing, huh??

[Why does he even bother with them? A flash of hot anger hits the feed, before it's dulled into disappointment.]

[He can't stand thinking about those bounties anymore. He can't even stand going to the taskboard anymore, these days...]

[Pointless. Yeah, he's right about that much...]

Forget it.

[golisolation]

Kid, life ain't so simple. I know shit seems like it's black and white, but it ain't.

[He's frustrated too, because this was going so well, and he was feeling... better about things. Actually really enjoying this talk with Blue, but now it's like this...]

How about this. We lay some ground rules. Number one: don't smack talk Nanu, and number two: no talking about the bounties, it does nothing but frustrate us both. I like you kid, but you gotta learn you can't bend people to your ideals, no matter how passionate you are about 'em.

[blueser]

'My ideals'...?

[He sounds a little insulted at that, about to argue that it was only common sense. But after a moment- and framed like that- a very unpleasant realization dawns on him, and he quickly tries to clamp down on the sensation that prickles hot at the back of his neck.]

[It wasn't exactly... his ideals, was it.... But rather something he had always quietly, secretly admired in someone else...]

[For a long time he just stews in a weird mix of quiet anger and strange embarrassment, and he doesn't have anything else to say.]

Quit shoving it in my face, then.

[golisolation]

[Guzma waits. He can be strangely patient at times, particularly when it came to people he cared about. Which, he's slowly just accepting to be the case with Blue. Why him? Who fucking knows, but here they are.

When Blue responds further, it surprises Guzma, to say the least.]

Huh? How the fuck am I shoving it in your face?

[blueser]

[For whatever reason, even though Blue answers that in the most obtuse way possible.]

You didn't squish 'em after all, huh. Those Stingers.

[Despite his grandstanding before...]

[golisolation]

[Guzma is so confused right now.]

What?! Why would I?

[What does that have to do with shoving shit in Blue's face??]

[blueser]

Stupid... You really don't remember? Tch, I guess you had just woken up...

Whatever. I'm done with this crap.

[golisolation]

I never said I'd squish 'em. In fact, I said the opposite. I don't kill the bugs here, so I don't know what the fuck you're gettin' at with this.

Seems like you're just trying to get a rise outta me, but all you're doing is being cagey as fuck and confusing. I don't know what you're trying to accomplish, yo.

[blueser]

Why don't you try opening your ears!

I'm telling you not to taunt me about it anymore!! How about for once you think about what you're saying instead of just spewing stupid shit all the time!?

[Ah... he said a bad word. There's a tiny flush of shame.] ...Sorry.

[golisolation]

[It takes him a moment to realize what Blue's even apologizing for. But when he does, he laughs, loud and genuinely.]

Are you apologizing for cussing? Are you even for real right now?

Anyway, you're the one who has brought this up every chance you've gotten to shit on me about it. That's why I brought up ground rules for us. Otherwise we'll eventually just come back to this taurusshit and the cycle will never end.

I dig ya kid, but not enough for that kinda insane, repetitive shit.

[blueser]

Then why are you still talking about it when I said to drop it already.

[golisolation]

Kid, I was the one who said we needed to drop it, don't try to front otherwise. I don't know what your issue is right now, but this is stupid.