...I feel like the Rocket having a gun shouldn't surprise you. He shot Crobat with it. Just on-- just wanged the wing, but... that's like the most Rocket thing any Rocket could possibly do.
[his voice is very restrained as he talks, mostly because he's unable to emotionally process the last few days, but there's a clear waver there that indicates he's more upset about crobat being hurt than anything else.]
Yeah, well, I guess this world is rubbin' off on me. Or maybe it's for the best, seein' as I don't think I could've stopped Sharpedo goin' for the trainer rather than the Pokémon.
Oh, he shot your Pokemon. See, I thought he shot you first, and left the Pokemon alone. Yeah, no, shooting a Pokemon is exactly as low as a Rocket would sink.
[It's a little weirder to hear them shooting or legitimately harming a person, somehow.] No wonder you got pissed. That's six shades of no bueno, amigo. How did you and Guzma end up the only gang members-slash-leaders to come in and not make jerks of yourselves? ...I mean Guzma is making a jerk of himself, but it's in the least effectively evil way.
I have no idea what to do about someone with that level of Zubatshit level devotion to what he thinks Giovanni wants. Hell, even if the guy did want that, he doesn't exist here!
[archie just groans, rubbing his temple.]
Is this what it feels like for law enforcement to have to deal with us Teams? I hate it.
Yeah, it is actually. [Not that he remembers, but he can feel that much in his jellies too.] Welcome to the good guy table, Arch'. We can dissect motive and talk about potential rehabilitation all we like, but, in the end, we're just putting out fires.
It feels less like a good guy table and more like a ... [fuckin' chump table. he stops himself.] ...Never mind-- did you talk to Harry after all that crystal shite wore off?
Harry's here? When did that happen? Why hasn't he tried to contact me? Wait... How the hell did you know this before I did? Was it the coma? Was it that bad of a coma?
'Cause of the green rocks! I had them on me and they messed with my powers, and the next thing I know, I'm waking up in my bed with the biggest headache and no memories and half a month had just gone on without me.
[Most people would panic about this and he knows it.] Look, I'm starting to get used to the idea that amnesia just happens to me.
There's a lot of parts of your body that jiggle like jelly if they're removed from your body, but that's just creepy and it takes all the romanticism out of it.
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[his voice is very restrained as he talks, mostly because he's unable to emotionally process the last few days, but there's a clear waver there that indicates he's more upset about crobat being hurt than anything else.]
Yeah, well, I guess this world is rubbin' off on me. Or maybe it's for the best, seein' as I don't think I could've stopped Sharpedo goin' for the trainer rather than the Pokémon.
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[It's a little weirder to hear them shooting or legitimately harming a person, somehow.] No wonder you got pissed. That's six shades of no bueno, amigo. How did you and Guzma end up the only gang members-slash-leaders to come in and not make jerks of yourselves? ...I mean Guzma is making a jerk of himself, but it's in the least effectively evil way.
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[it seems for a moment he's willing to leave it at that-- let pikachu think that archer was the one that did the dirty.]
...This wouldn't have happened if I didn't go after him. I've already kicked the shit out of him but I wanted to do it again for no real reason.
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[A+ detective here.] You say no reason, but I don't really believe you.
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[there's no point denying a read that strong. damn, who thought the detective could make accurate guesses based on the information he knows.]
His dad is Giovanni. So naturally, the Rocket is overinvested in him.
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[archie just groans, rubbing his temple.]
Is this what it feels like for law enforcement to have to deal with us Teams? I hate it.
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[no surprise he got burned then, is it?]
It feels less like a good guy table and more like a ... [fuckin' chump table. he stops himself.] ...Never mind-- did you talk to Harry after all that crystal shite wore off?
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The hell are you talking about?
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Harry? Your partner.
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He was in your house! I thought you'd already met up!
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[Most people would panic about this and he knows it.] Look, I'm starting to get used to the idea that amnesia just happens to me.
[He's also starting to connect some dots.]
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[maybe it wasn't a joke?]
Have you tried calling Harry's comm? Maybe you're just missing each other all the time like a bad movie.
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Yeah, I have. It never goes through for some reason. Here. I'll prove it. You try it.
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[here he goes!! he cuts the call to call harry's comm...]
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And then at the last second, Pikachu picks up.]
That, uh... That goes to mine. [anxious laugh] Maybe we have the same phone because I'm his Pokemon. It's not like I would've... had my own phone.
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[he rubs his beard thoughtfully, the light scratching audible.]
I got nothin', Pikachu. Power fuckery, that's my best guess. Like you can't see each other...
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[Okay, but no. Something's wrong.] I... Gotta look into this. I got a feeling in my jellies that something about this ain't right.
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[rip manabu]
Your-- wait. Your what?
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