The Future Never Seemed so CLEAR

Indie/Semi-Private Post-Game! Gym Leader Matsuba

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👻 || Falkner ||

“The possibilities are endless when it comes to you!”

There it was! The ILLEGAL substance! He was quick to lean down and snatch the bottle, walking into his kitchen and pouring it down the drain. Justice was served, but knowing Morty, not for long.

“There, justice. Unless you’re hiding something else…”

▍💀 ▶                 Watching as his precious (and rather expensive) booze was disposed of, the blond reached out in a desperate attempt to find some way to stop the blue haired fiend.

              “B-But...I paid for that fair and square...” this fact seemed to be slipping the man’s mind in meaning he was the legal age to drink, pouting to himself. “I’m a good man! An honest man! You owe me booze!!”

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“Is that scarf supposed to serve as some sort of flotation device, or something makeshift to drown yourself with?” Sitting on the dock, legs dangling off the side, Mandus watched with lazy interest the foreign man who was presently floundering in the ocean waters. From the looks of it, he had tripped and fallen off the edge. Should he help him? Probably. Moral values dictated such. “Do I know you? That scarf looks familiar,” Mandus added, and finally, taking his sweet, sweet time, reached out a hand to be grabbed.

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▍☂ ▶                Usually, an attempt to make some sort of smart comeback would have been made, but upon opening his mouth (not to scream mind you—he was much too brave for that) the blond was greeted with the disgusting taste of sea water. Of course the scarf is not for floating; a large head might be though.

               Alas, all snarky thoughts were kept private as a hand was offered. Morty made a groping flail for the savior that was this rather rude man’s hand, gasping in the sweet and not at all salty embrace of the air. Crawling onto the dock, the ‘proud’ gym leader resembled nothing more than a very wet and very upset cat.

               “-‘m Morty” his greeting came with a bit of a sputter of water as he made a grab for his ID in his pocket. “E-Ecruteak…Gym Leader. So…maybe? I-I know a lot of people.”

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👻 || Eusine ||

His sleep had been peaceful, up until a foot lodged itself into his stomach. Then again, was it even peaceful before that?

This tiled flooring wasn’t comfortable, he had more or less passed out in a less-than-pleasant position, and boy was it cold. You would think he’d have gotten used to the cold, with all of his wandering.

“M…Mort–yy…”

He reached out, grabbing one of Morty’s calves, and in his half-awake state, decided it to be a fabulous idea to rub his cheek against it. “I missed you, how’m I gonna…” And he was out like a light, snoring lightly against Morty’s leg.

▍☾ ▶                Somehow Morty wasn’t surprised to find Eusine in a state of half-life, his mind only half registering the odd pseudo-snuggle his friend gave his leg. Rubbing his face, the blond shuffled as far as Eusine’s grip allowed and made a reach for the light switch. 

               “Honestly Eusine, I don’t know what you’re even saying right now.” Of course he wasn’t expecting him to really hear Morty’s complaint as he looked down at the pile of purple that was attached to his leg. It was times like these when he questioned his choices in life that lead to the odd friendship. “C’mon man. I missed you too but I’m not standing here all night so you can sleep on my floor.”

               Besides--he had to close the door that Eusine so considerately left open. Thanks buddy.

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▍☾ ▶                 It wasn’t every night that Morty was woken every so ‘gently’ by the ghosts, but it didn’t mean that he wouldn’t be grumbling his whole way to the fridge. Of course, he would have gone to the fridge if he hadn’t had the pleasure of tripping over some mysterious object on the floor, successfully waking the man up completely as he swore he saw his life flash before his eyes (by Ho-oh did he hope that longer hair didn’t look as dumb on him back then as it did in his mind’s eye--).

              Catching himself expertly against the wall with the side of his face, Morty groaned and looked back at the ground to find the cause of his graceful display. Little to his surprise did he finally notice that the door was open, with a rather ridiculously purple cladded man sprawled out and groaning (probably from Morty’s foot successfully kicking him a little low in his gut) on the floor.

              “Eusine, how many damn times do I gotta to tell you to tell me when you’re going to show up.”

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KICKS DOWN THE DOOR. "WHAT ARE YOU DOING THAT'S PROBABLY ILLEGAL?!"

Shit it’s the copper– 

          “Faaaallky, buddy, what could I possibly be doing that was illegal?” Just play it cool, man. Just pretend you don’t know where that booze came from…

                        …It would seem someone forgot he was of legal drinking age.

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