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[show_my_cannons]

[In the wee morning hours of Oct. 9th, a text goes out.]

anyone around mahogany and awake

and want to go a few rounds

run somewhere

train creatures

will take anything

[Because that was one hell of a dream. One he's not too sure he's going to be able to get over too quickly right now. He's just... loathe to admit it even happened.]

[But, regardless of whether or not anyone is conscious to answer his question, the old bot can be found in a local park, either jogging with his Growlithe, or attempting to wrestle his Aggron.]

[Something physical. It's all that's going to get his mind off things.]

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[foolishwren]

_{[The reply doesn't come for a little while but no later than a couple hours after his text went out, a return text pops up from Heather.]}

hey is the offer still open

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[show_my_cannons]

yeah

open as long as i'm awake

[And given that little dream, it's bound to be for a while.]

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[foolishwren]

where you at

i'll meet you there

_{[Because like him... when nightmares strike, she often feels the need to get physical. To remind herself that she's alive and still full of fight.]}

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[show_my_cannons]

park

only one out here with onix

cant miss me

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[foolishwren]

ok see you there

_{[And about fifteen minutes later she shows up, an Ampharos and a lumbering Croconaw in tow. She's got her leather coat on-- it's finally the season for it.]}

Hey!

_{[Steam plumes from her mouth as she speaks-- it's frosty here in the early morning.]}

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[show_my_cannons]

[And Ironhide is exactly where he said he'd be. Out with Napalm, the Onix, who appears to be keeping watch while her trainer...]

[... literally tries to wrestle his big Aggron to the ground.]

[Though he does pause long enough to glance over at her, and wave, before attempting to get Egg into some kind of token headlock or something.]

[Napalm just shakes her head, and offers Heather the long-suffering look of "my partner is a moron".]

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[foolishwren]

<sub>[... Is he seriously.]

[She stops, folding her arms, and just shakes her head with a fond smile. Because of course he's out at ass o'clock on a cold autumn morning, wrestling an Aggron.]</sub>

Well, don't let me interrupt anything.

_{[Meanwhile, Godzilla nods shyly to Napalm and Asimov, the Ampharos, just bobs his head respectfully.]}

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[show_my_cannons]

[Yes, Heather, your dumb Autobot friend is climbing all over his Aggron at ass o'clock trying to wrestle it.]

[He snorts, thwacking Egg once with the flat of his fist before getting back down.]

You are not. I was winning.

[Napalm's whole body dips in a sort of snakey bow, looking immensely pleased with herself for figuring that one out.]

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[foolishwren]

_{[She rolls her eyes.]}

Sure you were. And I'd be able to take you in a fight with your real form.

_{[Aka a puny human probably can't take down a hulking metal monster bare-handedly. Just sayin', Ironhide.]}

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[colorsofthewind]

where are you?

[ because she needs a distraction as much as he does- she woke up in tears, and spent good while crying into her Scyther's shoulder ]

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[show_my_cannons]

park

[He's guessing this is going to follow with a question about whether or not his offer still stands... so.]

can't miss me

only one out here with an onix

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[colorsofthewind]

okay

[ the feed cuts there. Talim arrives in the park a short while later, flanked by a very worried-looking Scyther.

Contrary to her usual demenor, her mouth is set in a grim frown, her eyes still red with tears. She has her practice tonfa clutched in a white-knuckled grip. ]

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[show_my_cannons]

[Just like he said, he's out in the middle of the park, with his Onix standing guard... as he appears to be attempting to wrestle his Aggron to the ground. It's not working out too well.]

[Napalm turns her head toward Talim as she approaches, with a little growl of greeting. Hello friend.]

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[colorsofthewind]

[ The Onix gets a nod of greeting in return, and the priestess clears her throat ] Ironhide?

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[show_my_cannons]

[She huffs, and gestures back with her head.]

[... to where Ironhide's caught in a headlock from an overeager Egg. Both of them stop mid-wrestling match, when they see the ladies looking their way. Ironhide clears his throat, but doesn't shoo his pokemon off.]

...

Yeah?

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[colorsofthewind]

When you're done with that... I want to go next.

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[show_my_cannons]

[He blinks, and then smacks the Aggron with the side of his fist. Egg drops him, obediently.]

You sure?

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[the_tv_is_a_lie]

[Ah, would you look at that, the boy Talim brought back decided to reply.]

Training sounds good.

Where can I find you?

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[show_my_cannons]

[He doesn't recognize this number... even so:]

park

only one out here with onix

not hard to spot

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[the_tv_is_a_lie]

I'll be there soon then.

...Hopefully. I still feel a little lost.

[But at least it shouldn't take that long to find a park, right? He's already walking even as he types that out, either way. A little later:] ...If you don't mind me asking, did something happen?

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[show_my_cannons]

you new here?

[He figures he might as well ask, while he waits for this person to show up. Whoever they are.]

nothing happened

dont worry about it

[Text]

[the_tv_is_a_lie]

Yeah, I got here pretty recently. [Leeet's not go into the complication of being here before.] You sure it's nothing?

[Not that he had a good idea of how to read someone through text, but generally, when a message like that comes up at this hour...]

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[show_my_cannons]

yeah that happens.

and yeah i'm sure it's nothing

[It's personal -- and Ironhide's just not one to talk about personal issues. Ever.]

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[the_tv_is_a_lie]

Alright. I'm think I'm nearby now, so I'll see you in a bit. [There was a little bit of him that screamed to press, but no, that would be bad. He doesn't even know Ironhide that well.

Still, one gray-haired teenager in school uniform with a sheep comes walking by the park after a while longer, the little critter staying adamantly close to him. As he enters, he immediately glances around in search of the one he was talking to, looking out for the Onix that marked where he is.]

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[show_my_cannons]

[Napalm the Onix is sort of hard to miss -- she's a goddamn rock snake after all. And she's curled herself in the middle of the park, watching idly as the man who left the message...]

[... wrestles his Aggron.]

[Yes, that's right. Ironhide is attempting to put Egg the Aggron into a headlock and pull him down to the ground. Because when you have nightmares, clearly the only reasonable solution is to play WWF with your big, bad steel dinosaur.]