your older self is the best influence

[strayshota]

[ Today Proton is smiling, island. To those who know him, big or small, this just seems wrong. It's not a creepy or leery smile like when he's cutting things up or lopping tails off - but an honest to goodness, happy smile. ]

[ See, he's proud of himself - if you were here a little earlier, you'd have seen his battle with this pokemon as his older

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[2ndworststarter]

[...there is so much wrong here that he doesn't know where to start

but then, this kid is a real weirdo]

...hey. You alright? You're kind of bleeding all over the place.

[...maybe that is an exaggeration, but]

[strayshota]

[He's got a cut on the cheek and a few on his arms, but other than that they're just minor cuts...they're just bleeding a lot. He scrambles up when he hears someone talking to him though, glancing over his shoulder.

...oh, his older self said to make sure no one saw things like this.

...oh well.]

I'm fine.

[2ndworststarter]

You look kind of beat up.

[aren't you overly cautious, too]

[strayshota]

[he'll hold out a pokeball.]

I was catching this.

[allyostrays]

[We see those cuts. They... ... do not make us happy...]

You're bleeding, kiddo.

[strayshota]

[Pete- Pete. He'll scramble to his feet. He doesn't care if he's bleeding.]

I caught it. I caught it on my own.

[allyostrays]

Pretty cool. I've never caught anything. [We do not count the Koffing. The Koffing only have Pokeballs because Archer got sick of them floating around the apartment.] Archie's gonna pitch a fit when he sees those cuts. C'mon.

[strayshota]

I'm fine. [it's as if he's just noticing the blood now as he glances at his arms, he'll try to glance at his cheek before wiping the blood off with his thumb, wincing as the cut stings.]

[nomorestrays]

[PITCHES A FIT The first impulse to seeing Proton, on the ground, with blood involved, is to panic. It is to panic and worry and get closer- only to realize that there is a smile there, and- Well, then he's just sort of at a loss.] Proton?

[strayshota]

Archer! [Scrambling to our feet! Look! Look! Look at our pokeball! And the cuts on our cheek and arms!]

I caught it.

[nomorestrays]

[We see them all; but we're reassured they're not serious cuts...] Did you? Congratulations.

[strayshota]

... ...th- thank you. [It's not a stutter, more like he forced himself to go through with the words of gratitude. He'll get used to it someday.]

[fixyostrays]

[No. No things are not fine. Ariana sees you beat up, then the new pokemon, and--]

What the hell went on here!

[Oh god run she is going to throttle you]

[strayshota]

I caught it. [Sitting up!]

[fixyostrays]

With your bare hands, from the looks of it!

[She points angrily to the brush.]

Pick a stick - and choose wisely. I'm not stopping until it breaks!

[strayshota]

[Is...is he going to get beaten?]

[strayshota]

I caught it- [You sound like Archer- no you're not his Archer, that smile is faltering just slightly. We'll just stare at you now.]

[strayshota]

...[He'll hold it up so he can see, he still doesn't know the foreign pokemon's name.]