"...No Worries Scamp, I'm Good." Not More Hurt Than He Already Was, Thankfully.

I dare you to do a backflip

^ Completely unaware of any weird plans nor anything else 'cause he's in snooze town.

archie muse is high rn so like this for a starter! ))

"Ya wanna know 'bout merfolk?"

Well, colour him surprised. This was the first person besides Plumeria who'd asked besides just pointing out the fish tail.

"Heh, that's a lo' o' questions. But I don't mind sharin' 's long as ya keep it on the down low."

He leans back a bit, grinning. "I think ya have t'be born one, yeah. Unless ya find a sea witch maybe? But that's really hard for a human anyway. There's more 'round Alola, yeah. And I do have pretty cool powers, but I can't do most o' 'em righ' now 'cause it takes energy I don' have."

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Really? Not many people questioned him? Apparently, certain people don't share Cataleya's adventurous curiosity in the face of such things.

"Well... Can you tell me about merfolk? Do you have to be born one? Do more live around Alola? My mom used to tell me stories that my gramma told her, but they were pretty vague. Do you have any cool powers?" she asks, words coming out quite fast in her excitement.

Phew... Seems like he passed the vibe check somehow. At least for now, that was.

"Heh. Hey there, bud."

Archie lights up at the Crobat inspecting him, before pulling out a Pokéball and tossing it in the air. Out comes his own Crobat, battle-scarred beyond belief, but seemingly very content to be there.

Crobat makes a gentle clicking noise, curious about this other Crobat that's here.

"There we go. Now it's a playdate."

The only change in his expression so far: a narrowing of his eyes, scrutinising poor Archie further.

Hm.... on further inspection...

No, any familiarity must just be his imagination.

Cyrus finally cares to look away, breaking all the tension.

"That's unnecessary," He answers at once, before pausing, contemplating, and then switching his focus between Archie and the Crobat at his side. He cocks his head towards the stranger, and as if commanded to, Cyrus' Crobat breaks away from its owners space to investigate Archie. "- But that's what it wants to do, so very well."

PROMPTS FOR ENEMIES TO LOVERS *  assorted dialogue for that slow build up of reluctant interest and romantic curiosity between enemies, adjust as necessary

you didn't have to help me, you know. you could have just left me there.

are you... flirting with me? was that flirting?

dinner's on me. we can work out our differences then.

you're not as bad as i thought.

i'm shocked. that was actually impressive, what you just did. i didn't think you had it in you.

we've been going at it for hours.

this doesn't mean i like you.

please step out of my way.

if you just gave me a chance to prove myself...

you've got me all wrong.

i don't actually hate you.

i didn't know you could do that.

you don't have to believe everything they tell you about me.

you're kinda cute for an asshole.

i'm not here to be made fun of.

it was just a kiss. it didn't mean anything.

when did i ask you for advice?

let me make this clear. i don't like you. i will never like you. i am just using you for your expertise, and that's it.

i don't care what you think of me.

why can't you just see me for me?

it's a shame you're such an asshole.

we could have had something.

that was before i realized who you were.

i think i deserve a little respect.

why do you keep looking at me like that?

stop staring at my ass!

maybe i misjudged you.

i was pretty mean back then, wasn't i?

i never gave you a chance to explain yourself.

you're not as bad as i thought you'd be.

let's bury the hatchet.

i heard that!

what were you saying about me?

was that... a compliment?

i think we got off on the wrong foot.

let's try again. let me reintroduce myself.

can we call a truce?

we're never going to get anything done if we're at each other's throats.

are you the one that vouched for me?

i'll have to admit... that was pretty great.

think of the things we could accomplish if we just worked together.

you need my help. i need yours.

what you did back there... that was impressive.

i didn't ask for your help back there.

why are you helping me?

i thought you hated my guts.

that was a little uncalled for.

great, but i still don't trust you.

stop staring at me like that.

we both have something the other needs.

i don't need a babysitter.

let's start over. try this again.

you're the one who got us into this mess, not me.

i thought you said you didn't want to help me.

maybe it would be smarter if we worked together.

i don't like working with you, but maybe i have to.

this would be a lot easier if you just listened to me.

why do you hate me so much?

you're the one that kissed me!

i never gave you a chance to explain yourself.

they were wrong about you. i... was wrong about you.

there's a lot more to me than meets the eye.

you're not so bad yourself.

what ever happened to "i will never work with you as long as i live?"

what made you change your mind about me?

i can take care of myself, you know.

magic: does my muse have any other magical properties / abilities? 

for the merfolk… 

"Oh, yeah, loads o' 'em actually." He doesn't elaborate on what, but here's a few of them: - Telekinesis - Water manipulation - Siren song (really potent and a big no no to use. Kinda an unspoken rule in the merfolk world not to use it)

"An hour or two? Think ya can manage that?"

Man, this is the most fun he's had the past few days (being stuck in a room was so fucking boring).

"Reasonable, yeah? An' don't go runnin' from me. That's no' fair." He grins wide, razor sharp teeth clearly visible.

"How 'bout we get to know each other a li'l bit? I feel like chattin'. Maybe I'll answer yer questions if yer extra nice."

@nolongeraqualeader

"Double dog dare ya t'be nice t'me." He's smirking like a lil jerk right now. [ funny dares ; ACCEPTING ]

OH THIS MOTHERFUCKER.

"How long."

He's grumbling-- nah, that was straight up a growl.

"Give me a time limit. And if ya try to go for double digits hours I'm throwin' ya to the Muk pool."

hey, he didn't say he'd throw him out forever! that's being nice!

drops plotting call on the dash while I probably go make dinner (please like and i'll dive into ur dms for plotting) ))

"Keep 'em? That's generous of ya. I hope I won't be needin' them soon, though, but it might take a bit."

So they knew who he was. Doesn't surprise him too much, but still. He figured he'd introduce himself anyway. "Yer Ree, righ'? The Champ?"

Could probably kick his ass. Not that he was worried about it too much. He was a changed man, and tried his best to be good... even if it was hard sometimes.

“I know who you are.”

Ree thinks about tossing the bottle, but … they’ve got no depth perception, and they wouldn’t be able to accurately throw it. So they step forward and place it on the bedside— keeping a safe but respectable distance.

“… here. They should help, or somethin. Take two at first if it really hurts.”

A pause. Ree’s chest itches a little bit.

“You can keep it. You pro’lly need it more than me.”