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3. Pounced on your character and proceeded to lick their face.

He saw his normally mellow Pyroar inch his ways toward the approaching Professor. Lysandre knew exactly what was about to happen and knew it wasn’t going to do any harm. So he merely pretended not to notice when Lotus pounced on Sycamore and started licking his face

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The lion made a purring sound and nuzzled at the man under him. Now Lysandre chuckled, watching them. “I suppose he is. Or he smells something on you that he wants.”

“I don’t know what you are talking about.” He knew what it was. He still had treats in his pockets that was for carnivorous fire types. He didn’t intend for this to spoil the cat but he figured now that Lotus knew what he had he should give him one. “You don’t mind if I give him a treat do you?”

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3. Pounced on your character and proceeded to lick their face.

He saw his normally mellow Pyroar inch his ways toward the approaching Professor. Lysandre knew exactly what was about to happen and knew it wasn’t going to do any harm. So he merely pretended not to notice when Lotus pounced on Sycamore and started licking his face

“Well hi there fierce one.” Augustine began to pet him gently and smiled widely enjoying the affection the big lion was giving him. “You happy to see me or something?”

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"Lysandre? Are you alright?"

The man looked at the other with a bit of confusion. Did he know this man? He felt as if he should. He felt like he should know this man very well. “I am sorry but I do not remember you or my name…”

He sighed in relief, the panic he’d been hiding diminishing as he exhaled. “Thank you…” The man nodded at the second sentence. “Alright, lead the way, my friend.”

“It is quiet alright.” Sycamore turned and led the way down the street. He gave a small smile to the other.

"Lysandre? Are you alright?"

The man looked at the other with a bit of confusion. Did he know this man? He felt as if he should. He felt like he should know this man very well. “I am sorry but I do not remember you or my name…”

A friend? Then he could help him. “You could help me remember things.” Both of the names were familiar to him as was the man’s voice. He clearly knew this man very well. “Augustine…I’m sorry that I can’t remember you… I feel like we know each other well.”

“We will get u sorted out I promise.” He felt like he should tell him the truth about everything but he couldn’t bring himself to. “Come on, I will take you to my lab.”

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"Lysandre? Are you alright?"

The man looked at the other with a bit of confusion. Did he know this man? He felt as if he should. He felt like he should know this man very well. “I am sorry but I do not remember you or my name…”

“I wonder what happened to you. Your name is Lysandre. I am Augustine, one of your friends. Do you remember anything at all?” Sycamore was surprised to say the least, if not mildly concerned.

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“What the heck is wrong with Lys?”

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“It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“True.” He didn’t bother getting under the blanket. The man was seemingly always warm because of his metal arm. His blue eye slipped closed but he was still awake.

Sycamore tiredly scooted a bit closer to him before dozing off. He made small noises in his sleep.

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“It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“If you say so.” He chuckled softly as he spoke. The scientist glanced down at the fake arm at the mention of it. “I got use to it after awhile.” He spoke softly as he pushed his shoes and socks off. Lysandre shifted back on the bed and laid down so he was on the pillows.

“At least there is that, right?” Sycamore pulled himself under the covers and rested his eyes.

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“It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“Well I’m tired and I can tell you are.” The taller man stood and followed after the other. He chuckled softly as he watched Sycamore. “Those cannot be comfortable to sleep in, Augustine.” He removed his jacket and shirt as well, revealing his mechanical arm, before sitting next to the professor.

“I don’t care, I am tired.” He said. A small chuckle escaped him. He finally looked up at him. “That can’t be comfortable though.”

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“It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep?”

“I have a couple of more things to sign and then we can rest if u want. I am pretty tired, and perhaps you will be able to sleep with me with you.”

“If it’s nothing too important it can wait till the morning. We both should get some rest.”

“Alright, alright. Let’s go to bed then.” Sycamore put the cigarette out. He stood and walked to his bed. The man removed his jacket and shirt and then fell onto the bed.