Hi My Brain Is Full Of Epic The Musical Lately.

"...Are ya sure ya don't need me t'give ya some moolah?"

He's already reaching for the little bag he was carrying when he was found.

"I prefer nothin' fried. Allergies."

" Oh don't worry about that ! I can go get it. Whats your favorite kind?"

"Guzma..."

Does it ring any bells? If he thinks real hard about it, it kinda does, actually. But only 'cause he was born in Alola and keeps up with the news. Kinda ironic he ended up at another evil team's place after being a leader of one himself a while ago.

"So ya... destroy things?" He wants the nice lady with the braincells back.

"An' I am grateful. Fer now." Why'd he have to add that last part? Archie shifts a bit, trying to get comfortable. It was kinda hard, even if it was the nicest tub they had apparently.

"...Yer not gonna destroy me, right? Wouldn't be a fair figh', yanno?"

"I said what I said."

Something regarding him not being her type. Specifically for the fact that she's not into men. Or fishes. Or fishes who look like men. Or viceversa-- Whatever he's wasting time overthinking about this bullshit. Especially since the guy finally introduced himself and the name sounded--

...familiar? Why why whyyyyy some guy's name sounded familiar. Maybe one of his grunts mentioned someone called like him some time ago?

Whatever, it's a name like any other.

"Guzma." and here comes the confident smirk "Leader of Team Skull, destruction in human form. So ya better be grateful the gang's havin' some compassion for your sorry ass."

Even if he'd love for Plumes to ask next time she wants to plop some mythological creature in her bathroom.

Archie looks up from his position on the bed, the Mightyena next to him immediately taking a defensive stance upon seeing a new face appear in the doorway. "Hey-- 's 'kay." He gently pats the Pokémon on the back, and it hesitates, before slowly lying down next to him again. Eyes never leave Ree for now, though.

"...Are those painkillers?"

"Are ya sure, scamp? Don't ya need those yerself?" They probably needed them if they were carrying them around, right? He keeps petting his Mightyena, not sure what to do next. On the one hand, he'd love to take the risk, but... "'Sides, not sure if my body can take 'em. Got a bunch o' allergies."

@nolongeraqualeader

"Ow. It's fine. Ow."

“…”

They could ignore him.

Ree was only passing by Plume’s room when they heard him muttering in there. The blond tenses up at the unfamiliar voice; they know who it is, they know he’s allowed, but they’re still incredibly anxious about all of this.

…

They could ignore him. But Ree bites hard at their bottom lip and moves to open the door. They fish a bottle of painkillers out of their jacket pocket— something they keep on them at all time for their own chronic pain.

“… here. You can take em.”

surface

surface: how often does my muse visit the surface? do they like to?  for the merfolk… 

"All the time, actually. Sure, I love me some swimmin', but the surface got some neat things too." Also Kyogre is in the ocean. They're not on good terms.

ultramarine — fractal man, you know for the off chance that mer-archie gets to have a good time and not fight for his life out there

OOO THIS IS A VIBE

also it's so funny cause I was drawing angst as u sent this oop ))

He's just staring up at the ceiling of Plumeria's bathroom right now... So bored.

@livingshinycharm entered Plumeria's bathroom unauthorized: "Lady clothes pockets dont have a space to hold a pokeball or a chapstick... Ijust wanna hold my phone and a bag of skittles in my pocket man...."

"Uh-huh. That's nice 'n all but I dun think ya are allowed to be in here--" He's still in his merfolk form, curled up in Plumeria's bathtub, which he has been told is the best one of the house.

This is kinda awkward, and yet he has some advice? "I think ya should jus' bite 'em."

Never said it was good advice.

humans: what is my muse’s view on humans? do they like them? fear them? indifferent toward them?

for the merfolk… 

"Love 'em." A grin as he shifts on the bed, hands behind his head as he rests against the headboard. "They're just so... What's the word. Silly? Goofy? Fuckin' wild? They have all these crazy inventions--" A frown. "Some of them I do hate, I must say. Who the fuck thought beds 're comfortable. Who invented cars. Who invented gluten." He just wants to talk.

"They're also a lo' friendlier than the creatures in the depths. At least most humans don't stab first and ask questions later, yanno?"

"--Okay??" Well, she's off... So he tosses the bag to the side of the bed again. Now he can only hope for the best.

"Nope! No money required ! I will be right back! I will see what I can get!"

With that she was off like a zubat out of hell.

"I like this Pascal guy. Gives me cool shit." He's still playing Pokémon Crossing on the loaned switch...