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Pheoness liked her own handler
She knows the feeling
From one blue colored Phoenix to the other
Here you go, guys! The phone call >:3 @blueorchid-95 @agent--shadow @agentwraith @eod-agent-13-12
Bluenix stares at the door like it personally wronged him.
Sure as shit, there was a heart decal on the door. Bluenix felt his cheeks warm; why were the others so insistant it was a crush? It's affection and admiration- nothing more. It can't be a crush.
Crushes get people killed.
Nonetheless, he steels himself and enters the room. The black company phone sits there, and it somehow feels like it stares at him. He stares back. It's like that for a good 15 seconds. He breathes. It shouldn't be this hard to call a friend... He dials the familiar number and waits.
A kind, familiar voice answers.
"Phoenix? Phoenix! Oh it's so good you called- where ARE you? You up and left without so much as a note and Reginald's been losing his bloody mind! I've been losing my bloody mind! Are you hurt? I can-"
Woah, woah, Ollie-pop! Slow down a sec.
He chuckles a little.
It was an emergency. Still is. But I'm ok; no scratches or wounds except to maybe my pride.
"An emergency? Phoenix, what's going on?"
Multiversal conundrum: Zoraxis managed to trap a bunch of Agency personelle, and I was recruited to help get them back.
"The multiverse again?"
Yeah. Again. But, uh, I called for a different reason than to just explain.
He shuffles, his firey feathers puffing out unconsciously as he lets out a heavy sigh.
Mechanique is here... She targeted me and I just... Needed to hear your voice. I was doing well on my own for a good bit but well-
He smiles
I missed you.
Ollie worries, but he chuckles into the phone. Bluenix pretends his heart doesn't speed up.
"Well, I missed you too. Medical's been awfully quiet without you around, you know."
Hey! I'm not THAT clumsy!
"I can hear a little nasal in your voice. You ran into a wall, earlier didn't you."
... I plead the fifth.
The two laugh. Conversation flows between the two for a while. Eventually, though, Ollie is needed back in Medical, and the two say reluctant goodbyes.
I'll see you soon, ok, Ollie-pop?
Ollie giggles.
"Of course, Feather. I'll hold you to it."
Ollie hangs up as Bluenix processes everything he just heard; the soft way Ollie called him 'Feather' replaying in his head over and over as he sinks to sit on the ground. He holds his head in his hands as he groans in partial frustration.
He had a crush.
He was so screwed.
Mierda.