[this isn't the first time archie's ended up in another city with a very fuzzy memory of the last day or so. like everyone else who arrived with him, he's sore, tired and kind of over all that's happened. he doesn't need medical attention beyond a couple of scrapes to be wrapped up, so he decides to get to work offering assistance with his healing power after necking a couple shots of brandy.
that lack of energy loss was a great boon; he's mentally exhausted, but able and willing to help a good few people. you might be approached by his mightyena, a pokémon that looks quite intense, but clearly has a good read on people. if they don't like dogs, it won't come anywhere near you. if you do, well... mightyena has long since mastered the puppy eyes.
would you be so lucky for archie to do the same.]
Yo, [he says gently.] I'm one of the Aegis healers. Lemme help you out there...
[he won't force anything, of course. he figures he should do what he can while he still can. archie knows quite well that the apocalypse being avoided doesn't necessarily mean you can just sit back on your laurels and given his own experience with them, he has no interested in being called a hero or receiving any thanks or glory.]
later on
[catch him sitting on the edge of a fountain-- the tall dorsal fin of his sharpedo poking out the water. archie's sitting with his legs in the water himself-- gross? it's cold and he barely bothered to roll his jeans up... gross. his muk is nearby, too, enjoying the crowd of natives who've gathered around it to throw their party trash onto its body. for muk, it's a nice meal. for them, they get to watch it bubble and hiss away in its acidic body. people are entertained by anything, right?
finally... there's crobat, who's doing nothing of note other than sitting on the top the sculpture of the fountain. not the... part that's spitting water.
archie's either watching the people playing with muk or speaking to sharpedo in an unknown language only the people from his universe will recognise, having flipped off that dang translator for the time being.]
archie / pokemons / ota
[this isn't the first time archie's ended up in another city with a very fuzzy memory of the last day or so. like everyone else who arrived with him, he's sore, tired and kind of over all that's happened. he doesn't need medical attention beyond a couple of scrapes to be wrapped up, so he decides to get to work offering assistance with his healing power after necking a couple shots of brandy.
that lack of energy loss was a great boon; he's mentally exhausted, but able and willing to help a good few people. you might be approached by his mightyena, a pokémon that looks quite intense, but clearly has a good read on people. if they don't like dogs, it won't come anywhere near you. if you do, well... mightyena has long since mastered the puppy eyes.
would you be so lucky for archie to do the same.]
Yo, [he says gently.] I'm one of the Aegis healers. Lemme help you out there...
[he won't force anything, of course. he figures he should do what he can while he still can. archie knows quite well that the apocalypse being avoided doesn't necessarily mean you can just sit back on your laurels and given his own experience with them, he has no interested in being called a hero or receiving any thanks or glory.]
later on
[catch him sitting on the edge of a fountain-- the tall dorsal fin of his sharpedo poking out the water. archie's sitting with his legs in the water himself-- gross? it's cold and he barely bothered to roll his jeans up... gross. his muk is nearby, too, enjoying the crowd of natives who've gathered around it to throw their party trash onto its body. for muk, it's a nice meal. for them, they get to watch it bubble and hiss away in its acidic body. people are entertained by anything, right?
finally... there's crobat, who's doing nothing of note other than sitting on the top the sculpture of the fountain. not the... part that's spitting water.
archie's either watching the people playing with muk or speaking to sharpedo in an unknown language only the people from his universe will recognise, having flipped off that dang translator for the time being.]