tabularasa_rp | OPEN - am I blue? you'd be too

Who: Blue Oak and yoooou
Where: Mt. Silver's peak, Heavenly Blanc, and Mortis Lake (maybe Merlaut Apartments later)
When: throughout voidcember!
What: Between Red and Lance vanishing, Ren and Akechi seemingly vanishing, and Mementos, Blue has been having a real Bad Time.
Content Warnings: alcohol abuse, depression

A. Mortis Lake Forest

[When Blue is stressed out, he has a few ways of dealing with it. The healthiest one, thankfully, comes first.]

[Although they may not having all their usual abilities, having his full team of Pokémon back meant that Blue could get back into the swing of a training routine, and that was at least the first step in keeping his mind straight. Mortis Lake was a great place for this- Gyarados chills in the lake waters for a happy soak while Exeggutor sits amongst the other trees next to a meditating Alakazam, watching as Blue directs Arcanine and Pidgeot in Agility training. Eevee is trying to follow along, although even quick as he is, he can't make such powerful single bounds and dashes as the powerful 'windy' Pokémon can.]

Come on, Arcanine! A little quicker! This time, try to make it to that notched tree over there and back before Pidgeot makes it to that treetop and back! [Blue calls, absorbed in his training. He looks... exhausted, almost like he himself has been pushing at this for hours without a break. You'll have to forgive him and his Pokémon if they don't see you directly in the path of their makeshift training arena.]

B. Heavenly Blanc

[Whether it's before the disappearance of his coworker or after, patrons of Heavenly Blanc might find the bar.... less regularly manned than it usually is. At first, maybe one could chalk it up to the strange sleep cycles everyone has found themselves beholden to, but those that catch the bar's usual tender might realize that's not the only reason.]

[Those that knew him well probably knew Blue was a fan of the bottle to begin with, but the way he's slumped over the bar, or in of the booths, or laying spread eagle on the floor probably makes it obvious this isn't just his usual casual, raucous overdrinking. If a patron enters while he's miserably laying about, he'll blink up slowly, squint, and try to roll himself up. Gotta... get back to work...]

Ah, customer... jus' gimme a second...

C. Mt. Silver's Peak

[And when he just can't bring himself to face the outside world anymore, he goes to where's most familiar to him.]

[...It's sort of laughable that it's this place. It hurts, more than it helps; huddled up on the cavern at the peak, Blue looks out over the world of the void that he can see in glimpses between the veils of snow that fall, below the misty cloudcover that swirls this high up. He wonders if Red always looked down over Kanto like this, wanting to return, but unable to bear it. That was probably how it felt, right? ...Who can know what that guy was ever feeling, or thinking...]

[Blue tucks his face into his knees and sniffles, hard and gross, shivering against the warmth of his Arcanine, who whines and nuzzles against him. That idiot.... there was no way of knowing what had happened to him- if he had slipped and fallen down the mountain, if he'd gotten eaten in those terrible corridors full of monsters and mouths- or if he'd simply ...gotten tired of people again, and vanished somewhere. Gotten tired of him again.]

[Well, in the end, as Blue had always supposed back then- he wouldn't blame him.]

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[ A motorbike?! That got Turing's attention real quick. The fact that they weren't the only one who had been put into an odd predicament was reassuring, but that reassurance was definitely coming at a price. Even more so at the sound of more fighting in the hallway, which made them jump. With all of those things in mind, including the possible dangers...they still frowned at the prospect of staying put. ]

Okay...

[ They were about to let Raihan go, but something very important was worth saying first. ]

W-wait! There was a ball like that one when I woke up as well. I don't know where it landed, as I, um...kind of threw it at Tyranitar and it went flying.

[ he feels a little bad that he can't reassure Turing more, but having them hide really was the safest course of action - a rampaging Tyranitar is dangerous for even the most experienced of Trainers, and he'll have to tread carefully to make sure both he and Duraludon keep control of the situation.

he's about to head back into the fray when Turing speaks up, and his brow furrows in momentary confusion. if there was already a Poké Ball somewhere around here, it could mean that this isn't a wild Pokémon after all. ]

Mm... that might complicate things. But it just means we need to adjust our angle! [ he winks at Turing. ] You just saved me from looking uncool. Thanks!

[ now, to find that ball... if it does belong to the Tyranitar, he can return it and (hopefully) put an end to its tantrum. ]

Trraaaarrrrrr!

[A timely yell from the hallway punctuates the need for Raihan and Turing to find some way to put a stop to this; there's a heavy crashing as the Pokémon, locked in combat, grapple into one of the walls on the other side of Turing's apartment.]

[As the dust settles from yet another round, Tyranitar shakes himself off and stares Duraludon down once again, swinging his tail behind him.] Feh... You're pretty good! [He raises his tiny dinosaur arms again, as if in preparation to make another charge. He's starting to get a little tired out... He'd just arrived in this place, and he hasn't even eaten, but far be it for the Dark type to worry about that when faced with a matter of pride!] But how long can you keep it up? Let's go!

[Unaware of the shonen battle occurring down the hall, Blue is just entering the apartments from a shift at the bar; some weird little Seedot-like Pokémon had attached itself to him since he'd woken up from his nap, and he was still trying to figure out what he should do with it when he hears the crash anew from down the hall, and jumps.]

Yikes! What the-- [Dashing down the hallway (with nutboy in tow), the kaiju battle is not what he expects to see when he rounds the corner, coughing at the dust raised up by their battle and waving it away with a gasp of shock.] T-Tyranitar!?

[ Even if Raihan couldn't reassure Turing more, the fact that they were able to help him in that small way at least brought a smile to their face. It was certainly better than nothing! Turing was just about to lend a hand with with Raihan's search when that noise came from outside. That was more damage to the apartments, and they felt that horrible sinking feeling return. Turing gave nervous glances to what was left of the doorway and then back to Raihan, as if they were considering whether they could manage to get into the hallway before being caught.

Sorry Raihan, but an angry Tyranitar was, in fact, not the scariest thing they'd ever come face to face with.

However, before Turing could bolt, they heard Blue's voice. They scrambled back up the chair, up to the window and poked their head out. ]

Wait! It's not safe right now!

[ he makes a mental note to promise to help Turing fix things, but his train of thought and search for the wayward Poké Ball is interrupted by the sound of a familiar voice. ]

Blue! Good timing! [ he winces at another crash, this time thanks to Duraludon's tail hitting the wall. ] Is it yours?

[ because it certainly isn't his, and if it doesn't belong to either of them... well, that's an entirely new problem. at the very least, two Trainers should be able to subdue it. ]

Haaah? Turing?? And dragon boy, too!? What's going on, here!?

[Blue is covering his nose and mouth with an arm to keep from breathing in the dust as he comes running down the hall; an awfully reckless move to come charging between two huge, angered Pokémon, but with the way Tyranitar freezes up at the sound of Blue's voice, it probably at least answers the question on everyone's mind.]

TRRAAAAARRRRR!!! [The Pokémon bellows, and stampedes straight towards Blue. Well, hopefully that's the reason, anyway.... because as soon as Tyranitar gets to him, he scoops the trainer up into a crushing hug, making a sound suspiciously like uproarious blubbering.]

--Ow, ow, Tyranitar, I can't breathe...!

[ What. Turing was staring in total befuddlement. That really sounded like...crying?

Aw, geez. Even after all the chaos that happened in and out of their apartment, it was very hard to keep up that antipathy after seeing that reunion. Would they ever get to reunite with someone from their world too? ]

Was Tyranitar upset because he was frightened and didn't know where you were...?

[ That question was more them musing out loud than actually asking, but it was still a valid question. ]

[ aw... what a sweet little monster. as terrifying as some Pokémon can be, the affection they have for their Trainers makes them much less scary. Raihan knows that well, having surrounded himself with dragons throughout his career. he can't help but empathize with the scene. ]

Could be a part of it, yeah. Tyranitar are pretty rowdy by nature, but I'd be pretty freaked out if I didn't know where I was, either.

[ he looks over to Duraludon, with a raised brow. he doesn't seem nearly as accommodating, but... he sees the point his Trainer is trying to make. ]

[Meanwhile, Blue is dying. But it's okay, because he gingerly tries to pat at Tyranitar's rocky hide even as his bones are being turned to dust. Eventually, the spiky monster allows his trainer to slip back down onto the ground, hanging his head shamefully when he sees the annoyed, disappointed frown Blue is giving him.]

[Dad is mad.] RRrrrr....

Look! You can't just go picking fights just because you don't know people. Didn't you try talking to Duraludon first? [Blue waggles his finger at the towering Pokémon, who twiddles his claws like a properly scolded child. Tar, tar, he nods along. It seems Blue knows the naughtiness streak of his Pokémon better than anyone...]

[Eventually, he sets Tyranitar to start gathering up the pieces of rubble he'd knocked loose and rejoins Turing and Raihan.]

Sorry about all this mess... [He gives Turing a little bow of apology, rubbing the back of his head. Sheesh, the doorframe...] We'll help clean things up. Duraludon's okay, right?

[ Could it be that Tyranitar had...an adorable side? Again, it was very hard to reconcile that and Raihan's words with the memory of Tyranitar swinging his tail at them, for example. Turing was still puzzling over that when Blue came over to apologize. ]

It's okay. [ They paused a moment, and glanced at the doorframe. Brutal honesty coming in 3, 2, 1... ] Well, actually it's not okay, but I'm not as upset anymore.

[ Even if this looked like Alys' apartment, it wasn't. It didn't have the most important person in it, either. Maybe thinking of it as a memento wasn't right; it was more of a very faithful copy that the void had created, and that just wasn't the same. For now, thinking about it that way would have to be enough. ]

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