text | action for Mahogany

[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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[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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[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?