exeggutorhead | 45th Transformation [text/action for Vermilion]

For anyone who knew him, Miguel went home a few days ago. I'm trying to find out who might have any of his Pokemon. So if something showed up in your PC that wasn't there before, let me know and I'll see if it's one of his.

[It's an unusually formal message, coming from Envy, but honestly? He doesn't feel usual right now. And he figures that hey, people are usually jumping to be helpful in this place, sending out a nice, polite request can't hurt his chances of finding out where Miguel's team went. It's something he wants to know, something he feels like he owes to Miguel, because Miguel loved his team. Owes it to Tulio too (though after Tulio disappeared he hadn't wanted to talk to the network period, much less ask about missing Pokemon), because he's got Bicho now but Dinero isn't anywhere to be found, stupid cat.]

[It still hasn't entirely sunk in. Hell, Tulio being gone barely had, and that happened over a month ago. They'd been there since the beginning, a constant in his life here even if not always a welcomed one. They weren't supposed to have vanished, not now, not after he'd even stopped hating Miguel. He still keeps expecting to get a message from Tulio about meeting up for a new con, or to hear Miguel playing that mandolin he carries all over the place. But now they're both gone, one after the other, and even if they do come back they might not remember him.]

[He's lost them, and now he's lost too.]

[When he sends the text in late afternoon, he's sitting on the back of his Tyranitar, who's Surfing--more like drifting really--in the harbor just off the beach. He wore out most of his desire to take his loss out on breakable objects and trees yesterday, and now he's settling for having his Tropius and Vaporeon viciously decimate the local Tentacool population. And while it's hard to see from the shore, he looks, well. Disheveled is a nice way of putting it.]

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[Formal and Envy together? Big surprise.]

[Loosing a close friend is never a happy feeling, Misaki knew that. Even though she didn't receive any new pokemon that she knows of, she texted Envy anyway.]

hey Envy
i'm sorry but i haven't received any of your friend's pokemon
just wanted to see how you were doing
i'm sorry for your loss

Am I to assume this is a friend of yours? I didn't know him myself, but I suppose it's quite the shame either way.

I didn't get any of them, but I met him and he seemed like a good guy. You alright?

[This loosing people thing is starting to really wear on France. It's different from loosing humans or animals or other Nations even to mortality. At least then there is a certain sense of finality, and France had always taken comfort in the idea that they had gone to a better place. But here, in this place, there's no such certainty, no such spiritual hope.]

[France had been nowhere near as close to either Miguel or Tulio as Envy had been, but he had come to care for them in his own way all the same. It's why he's chosen to give Envy a bit of space to burn off steam because France can understand or at least guess a bit of what Envy is feeling. He's on shore, waiting with Cecilia who lies quietly half in and half out of the surf, taking in the late winter sun and keeping a quiet eye on the chaos out in the ocean.]

[He'll be there whenever Envy wants.]

Sorry, man.

_{[Ever the poet, that Townshend boy.]}

[Yumi doesn't know who this guy or his friend was but she did feel some sympathy for the Envy. Not only that, she happened to also find Miguel's Milotic in her box when she saw this text came up.]

sorry to hear about your friend.

i think i found one of his pokemon when i checked the PC earlier. other than a couple of eggs, there was also some kind of eel-like pokemon in there. computer said it was a milotic to be specific.

[ She did find them tolerable, especially for companions of Envy, so she is not happy to see them go. But, at the same time, she wasn't really attached. She does wish Envy was a bit cheerier, and always a bit more eviler but that's just her penchant for shit stirring making a wish. ]

If you need anything, please let me know. My consolation that another one of your friends have departed.

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