#muse: larry

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"What do you do when you find out you have a kid you never knew about? Asking for a friend...." Must be one hell of a situation this 'friend' is in if it's enough to crack even Larry's stony demeanor. Of course, said crack is a simple furrow of his brow despite the fact he was having a panic attack on the inside.

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thinking about larry and the Lore i have for him (which is pretty common fanon from what i can tell but i may as well state it here too lol) in that because his gym is Right by the gates to area zero, hes tasked with keeping whatever is down there from getting out, which Obviously isnt always possible, given in game events. its why he has the positions that he does, he has to be strong in order to keep people safe.

but, as with anything, he can fail, and when he does, can you imagine how bad he gets hurt? i mean, hehe kiddy pokemon game only pokemon can fight eachother but like. in reality, he has the possibility to get very very hurt, and you think that man would go to a hospital for anything less than Death?? not a chance.

tldr: larry is the gatekeeper for medali, which has the potential to become very dangerous very fast and i cant wait to hurt him >:3

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@divergentpaths​ ;; Grusha

“Stopping by for some coffee, Grusha?”

It wasn’t often that one of the Gym Leaders had stopped by for a visit. Larry had no idea what had brought Grusha here, but he figured that someone had told him about how good the Treasure Eatery’s food was. No one in their right mind would come to visit him. Larry was fairly sure that most of his fellow Gym Leaders didn’t even know his name. 

“It’s Larry, by the way. The Normal-type guy. I’m on my break now.”

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Anyone want to guess what he's doing for Halloween.

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@haunted-memorial liked for lar-bear uwu (X)

"...you can tell, can't you?" Spoken in a low, dare one say fearful tone from where Larry was resting on his haunches beside his fellow leader, face turned towards his frolicking Pokemon with a bittersweet smile on his face.

"The Pumpkaboo, I mean. You know." Inquisitive, still yet to be fully convinced no matter what the Pokemon in question 'told' him just a few moments before bouncing off to play with the others.

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@brrnedoutbrrista cont. from (X)

At the wrong place at the wrong time, that was where this stranger found themselves, just a bit too close to Area Zero's gates than anyone who knew better tended to stray. He'd had it under control, stopped the Valiant before it could get too far, had nearly beaten it down when it had decided to run. It hadn't gotten far before meeting the stranger, and assuming she too was going to try and stop it, had geared up for an attack. Luckily, the damage Staraptor had done slowed the thing down quite a bit, it giving Larry enough time to put himself between it and the stranger as his partner took it out with one last wing attack. He hadn't even hesitated, it likely not a nessecary action to take, but he wasn't about to put faith in that Staraptor's attack would have taken it out before reaching her. He took a calculated risk, and everything had turned out okay...for the most part.

Out of breath --his loafers and suit not in the least bit fit for the sudden sprint he'd been forced to run--, Larry could hardly feel where the Valiant's blade had cut through his jacket and knicked his side, the adrenaline having done it's job of dulling it. At least until the danger was gone, that is. The moment Larry opened his eyes to see the Valiant at his feet, Staraptor standing atop it, ready to strike if it were to move, and the face of this stranger not even a foot away from his own, he felt the pain and fatigue hit him like a rampaging Taurus all at once. Still, it didn't much show on his face, only his heaving chest and knit of his brow giving an indication that he wasn't unaffected by what had just transpired.

He was silent for a moment, looking into that stranger's eyes, it taking a few breaths before his mind caught up with the situation. Even then, all he could manage to come up with to say was: "...please don't report this to my boss." Great.

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@haunted-memorial he can explain- (X)

When Larry's receptionist had told him he had a visitor, he'd simply assumed it to be one of the other league members, or perhaps the mother of the baby currently bouncing along in her walker around the room, coming in for a visit while on her lunch break. When it had been Morty that walked through his door, Larry was so pleasantly surprised that a smile had taken over his face, which left his receptionist wide-eyed as she ushered him through the door.

"You here for business, or just to see me?" And had his receptionist not just closed the door behind Morty, there might have been rumors to spread around if the flirtatious lilt to Larry's words had been heard.

The moment was rather quickly dashed however, by a baby repeatedly bumping into Morty's legs in her walker, the toys attached to the top of it giving a few rattles and rings with each jostle. "Oh, uh...that's Ava, I'm watching her for my neighbor. She works in the kitchens at the Eatery, which isn't the best place to have a baby." No shit.

Ava simply looked up at Morty with vacant eyes, seeing as he was too far away for her still developing vision to make him out as a person as opposed to a series of colorful smears. "Ah!" Yelled as she pointed at him for reasons only she would ever know.

"She says hi." Sure she does.

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@brrnedoutbrrista cont. from (X)

Eyes clearing of the dizzy haze that had spun his vison after the lung rattling coughs, it was Larry himself that began to panic when the redish smudge of a person proved to be Agni. Why were they here? Why didn't they tell him they'd be in the region? Was something wrong? He knew things were hard for them, even if he never was told too many specifics, so he'd offered them an open door whenever they might need it, no questions asked.

All of those questions he'd once promised not to ask remained unsaid (despite him wanting to ask them all) once faced with those directed at him. Eyes dart from Agni to his hand, the blood being quickly wiped on his pants (his very nice work pants) as he fought down another coughing fit.

"It's fine, just a work hazard-" Voice growing rough towards the end, he was sent into a far worse coughing fit than if he'd just let his body do what it needed in the first place. "Shit- It's fine, Agni. Don't worry about it." He knew this was a ticking anxiety time bomb primed and ready, he could only hope he had enough air to get them to his apartment before anyone saw.