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"Yeah," he said, his tone bone-dry.
"Johto is pretty far from here."[break][break] Blue glanced at him briefly. Was that a joke? No one would know it from the impartial way that he spoke, from the way that his brows pinched together like someone had just shit in his boots, but Blue could tell. They had been together for the better half of two decades, after all.
[break][break] His brow arched as she mentioned her seafaring adventures.
"So you're a treasure hunter?" he asked, blinking. It wasn't that he was exactly impressed - but it wasn't like he
wasn't either. Even though Lilycove had their fairshare of seafaring folk, it was something that Flynn had always admired, since they could do things that he couldn't. They could travel, they could chase their dreams; they weren't chained to the land because of circumstances that were beyond them.
[break][break] Like he was.
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"Oh," he said, when he referred to his Sharpedo. He glanced sideways at the two sharks that were still floating a few miles in from the shoreline, and then back at her. A laugh, surprisingly and unwillingly, burst forth.
"Yeah, I guess. That is pretty dope." If she liked Sharpedo, that meant that she was good in his books. Not that, of course, he would ever willingly admit it.
"Though," he said, with a bit of a twinkle in his eye, a bit of a reminder of the charm that he used to have.
"I think you might want to work on that, if you're going to crash every time."[break][break] Meanwhile, while Thais was pulling out a side of Flynn that had once been long forgotten, Niles was doing what he did best. Making friends! The older Sharpedo turned a red eye towards him, and he was unafraid. If he was a dog, he might have wagged his tail. Instead, he smiled blithely back at her and made a happy sound as she booped him back, zipping circles around her as she swam away from the water's edge. He was eager to play with a new friend, whatever games she wanted to play.
[break][break] Flynn let out a bit of a sigh, though retrained, at the sight of it. Niles could be exhausting sometimes, but at least it wasn't his problem for now.
[break][break] At the mention of
Christopher, the Team Rocket Grunt sent an annoyed look towards her. The former joking Flynn had closed up like a Cloyster clamping it's shell, returning to the grumpy-old-man-guarding-his-lawn person that he'd been before.
"It's Flynn," he said, voice clipped.
[break][break] As Flynn folded his arms, Blue was careful to befriend the injured sailor. She preferred women anyway, which was apparent as she wagged her tail slowly behind her. Though, as friendly as she looked, the reality was probably starkingly different. She was probably taking intel on
Thais Flores , secretly, while getting the other to open up. Unlike the Flynn of now, she was good at it.
[break][break] Speaking of, her trainer folded his arms. Though, he looked a little bit less irritated then a few seconds earlier. His eyes had softened at the mention of Thais naming her pokemon at 13, since it reminded him of how
he had gotten Blue as a puppy.
"It's fine," he said, and was about to help her stand up, when there was a
sound behind him.
[break][break] Flynn jerked his head.
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"Fucking - " A Magcargo had wandered a bit too close to the campfire and was munching up all the charcoal and flint. His eyes were sharp, as they look at Blue. The Mighyena, however, was quick on her feet. She dropped Thais like a hot potato and leaped towards the wild pokemon, her gaze sharpening into a flash of red as she used
Scary Face to immobilize the pokemon. The fire-type turned it's head towards her, first stunned at her appearance, and then stunned by her attack. Her jaws clamped around the pokemon's in a vicious
Crunch, just in the same minute that Flynn tossed a pokeball. The item made a smooth arc in the sky before opening up and trying to envelop the pokemon in it's light to attempt capture.
[break][break] With a sigh, Flynn turned his head towards her.
"Coulda ruined my campfire," he said with a grunt. Macargo weren't exactly pests, but it was known among the townfolk that they caused enough problems to become an annoyance. He leaned down, attempting to grab her shoulder to pull her upright.
"Lean on me, if you hafta." [break][break] He walked over towards the campfire.
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+ flynn attempts to catch the MAGCARGO!