text | action for Mahogany

[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.]