He Clears His Throat Nervously, Before Plapping His Cheeks.

kinda wanna give archie a more spooky / monster like form for like. deep sea purposes iunno ))

Idly moving about a rubber Ducklett in the tub with his hand.

...Oh that's. That's kinda hot. What the fuck is going on right now. "YEAH." He's leaning with his back against the headboard, arms crossed. "Last chance t' back 'way."

" . . . "

oh he's coming in. He's slamming the hand on the headboard, towering over Archie.

"YEAH?"

I dare you to do a backflip

"...Does tha' mean I'm eatin' yer dinner?"

Now he feels bad. He was already shoveling the sashimi into his mouth and everything.

"I can save ya some."

She stuffed the cupcake partway in her mouth, making frosting get on her face.

"Oh!" She swallowed the bit she took " Kinda!I got it for later!"

She didn't even think twice about giving the food she bought to the other.

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.”

@gnzma i think i deserve a little respect. [ bc i had to hold him back from sending the ass one ]

"...I ne'er said I didn't respect ya?" Huh. Confusing. He did actually have some respect for the other at least. "But fine. What do ya want me t'do t'prove it?"

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

There's people staring at them now. At least they slowly return to their meals when Maxie calms down a tad.

"Thanks."

Archie orders, though his choices are limited to only a handful of options due to his stomach's sensitivities. But hey, at least they make gluten and lactose free malasada nowadays. It's still fried, but... hopefully it wouldn't be too bad. He adds a regular, cinnamon sugar coated malasada to the order for Maxie.

When he receives the two doughy treats, he promptly shoves Maxie's into his hands.

"Let's walk and talk."

Cue him just walking off. No need for people listening in. When they're away from the busy streets, he finally speaks up.

"My phone was busted. Didn't have materials to fix it up until today." He holds up a little bag with spare parts. "This is actually the first day I'm outside on my own in months."

   ❝ since when— ❞ he snaps again. ❝ i'm a volcanologist! i study volcanoes! use your head! ❞

   but ‘since when’? one week ago. only within the last year has Maxie finally been permitted to leave Hoenn, and for research and collaboration purposes only. so here he was now, in Alola, to learn more during the next several weeks before returning to the strict oversight awaiting back home. 

   the running into Archie bit was entirely unintentional.

   ❝ can it wait?! ❞ incredulous, the Magma leader's tone remains sharp, irritated. yet, after a second's pause, the accusatory finger is lowered and Maxie scoffs. ❝ you've already kept me waiting for three weeks, i can wait a few more minutes … ❞ 

He looks down at the ring. Huh. Neat.

When she returns with the sashimi he can't help bit smile a little.

"Ya rearranged them f'r lil' ol' me?"

Man, he wished his stomach wasn't so sensitive, though. Not that he dislikes the food he can eat, it's just... a little limiting sometimes compared to a human.

"Thank you. --Wait did ya jus' have the sashimi on hand somewhere?"

Bee looked down at the cupcake, well for one she took the plastic water stone ring off, washed it off, and put it on his hand. "Here you can have this! One moment!"

She hurried off for a moment. She came back with another little container. This container just had some Sashimi on it, not the most expensive fish possible, but she kind of moved them in the package so they are kind shaped like a cupcake.

"Hows that?"