[attr="class","littleollie"] Childhood is forever and friendships never end. That's something that Ollie had always fervently believed — as a kid. It was what he'd wanted to believe. He'd never wanted to grow up, never wanted to face the things that seemed difficult or hard or impossible to surpass.

[break][break] Running away from Kanto had been part of that. Diving into the Rangers had been secondary nature to it.

[break][break] It was what made him different from the likes of Eva Morales, who's everlasting hope had once been enough to save this region.

[break][break] 'But would it be enough now?'

[break][break] When annalise henderson approaches his office, she would find things in normal disarray. However, for once, the Head Ranger himself would actually be behind his desk, not running alongside some cliff or diving into the ocean to fix someone else's problem. He was right here. At his desk. Where he was supposed to be.

[break][break] Hearing the familiar voice of his friend (or once friend), he looks up. His expression is a bit frazzled, his hair unkempt like he hasn't slept in a fortnight or two, though the smile he flashes her is genuine.

[break][break] "Anna! Hi."

[break][break] Bandages wrap around his hand from where he was still recovering from mint frost's recent attack at Lilycove.

[break][break] "I thought you might," he said, offering his good hand out for her to either sit or step closer. "Come. Sit. Let's talk."

[break][break] His voice was brisk, risking no room for pause — as much as Ollie wanted to avoid things, he knew - now - that this wasn't the time for it.

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[attr="class","ooc"] annalise henderson

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