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     Jax cannot help but smile at the sight of Cyan, raising the bottle to wipe his forehead again with the back of that hand instead of his free one. But soon the smile fades as he’s asked if he’s drunk and something of an innocent expression takes his face.

     “Drunk? Ah, of course not! I am merely... Merry, yes? Just a little... Merry.”

     He edges across the room a little, approaching Cyan though doesn’t dare get too close. He knows the other is still iffy with him and a deep, sinking feeling fills his stomach.

     Why can he just not forget what happened, especially when so tipsy he doubts he can walk straight?

     So he just stands there, shoulders slumping, face turning tired, bottle hanging in his hand by his side.

     “How are you ah... How are you doing, my friend?” And this time he runs his free hand down his entire face, blinking hard, voice tinted with a slight croak of sadness.

“Eat the goddamn thing before I shove it down your throat.”

  “Remeber I have fangs and a tongue piercing.”

Cyan, lowering his shirt to show off a few fang scars “Yeah we know.”

“Great is he going to get beat up by drug dealers again”

Oh.... There he was again... The man that smelled too much like other cats tossed into an incinerator. Okay... act natural, Fenrir.

A bright smile crossed Fenrir’s face as Cyan walked by.

It was the concern that there were still team rocket goons out there, fighting for something that Giovanni no longer had. As he was dropped off at the hospital, he felt a pang in his chest as he arrived in the room where Cyan was. He tentatively opened the door, preparing for the worst.

Cyan squirmed a little bit, whining as he was gripped by the back of the neck and kicking up a fuss- At least, until the cars zoom past him, making his blue hair ruffle in the wind. "Oh...." he looked up at the man, his pink eyes widening in recognition. "Uh...th-thank you! Sir!"

『 🐉 』 “Heh,” Kiryu smirked down at Cyan before letting him go. “You’re welcome. You stay aware of your surroundings more.” He reached a hand up to adjust the collar of his suit, but his finger smoothed over a small shiny coat pin; a shiny red R. It was obvious where his loyalties lied. “It’d be a shame if your life ended so suddenly. There are people who have need of you and your skills.”

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🏇🏻- Being chased @magicmagikarp

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry! I’msorryI’msorryI’msorry-!” Cyan wheezed and screeched as he ran along the shore of the lake, rocks stopping him from escaping altogether.

It was his fault; he’d stepped too close to the Gyarados, but he’d just wanted to see what they were like! His little magikarp may turn into one, someday, and a close up inspection of the Pokemon would have been ideal…

Unfortunately, when he’d used the dinky boat to get closer, he must have bumped into a part of it’s body. He was just lucky the waves it made had made it easy enough to get onto shore.

Now…he just needed to escape it’s wrath. He gave another startled shout as a giant funnel of water hit something not too far away, making rocks go flying, whizzing past his head.

         : [ 🐟 ] : – “OI YOU IDIOT!”

                M’s voice hollered across the beach of the lake. It wasn’t often that people would be careless enough to get near gyarados, but then there were some people who just didn’t understand. Running across the shore towards the other agent, there was a large beam of light as his own gyarados popped out to try and take on the enraged wild gyarados.

                               “OVER HERE!”