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[quirkynote]

[The grumpearl projects an image and this time it's of A.B.A, her chimeric form sprawled across one of Oran's many beds. She looks tired, more than usual, and especially for someone who's been out of commission for a couple of months.]

...It would appear that I've fallen ill. I'm...disappointed in myself, I don't fall ill, I'm supposed to be better than that. I survive, I rise, I'm supposed to be filled with potential. ...It's this body, it's weak, even now it's weak. Mightyena was kind enough to allow me back into the guild, and that's where I'll continue to recover. It feels bad... I feel bad...

[A pause.]

...I was aware throughout most of it, at least...I think I was. A lot of it amalgamated with my thoughts, swirling, like a dream. ....I know some of you were there, although it's possible that was also part of the dream. You should tell me if you were actually there or not, s-so I know what the reality really was. Please say you were there...

What else... Oh!

Before I succumbed, a very rude mongoose was able to tell me what my Pokémon species is called. She called it Type: Full. I like that...

...

[At this point, A.B.A isn't sure how to end her message, her stray thoughts just sort of...slipping out.]

I'm not sure what else to say...

I'm hungry. I can't buy snacks stuck in bed...

Comments

[quirkynote]

[A.B.A also never got a chance to learn his name, which is a shame, she would've absolutely adored another haunted doll Pokémon...

More importantly, however, this news about Dark Heart surprises her.]

He had fallen ill as well? I... I wasn't aware of this... Hmn... Perhaps I shouldn't have spoken about eating him so lightly...

[firealone]

It wasn't for very long... less than a moon, I think. But it still worried me. I'm really glad you're both feeling better.

[A pause.]

You probably shouldn't eat him. Foxes stink, their meat probably tastes bad too.

[THAT'S NOT A GOOD REASON...]

[quirkynote]

I had no true intention of eating him, he's much too dear to me.

[She pauses herself.]

...But you're right, he does stink!

[firealone]

Everyone in Oran stinks. I can always tell when someone joins Oran, 'cause they start smelling like salt water and dogs.

[It's important to bully your friends.

Also while they're talking, Firepaw has acquired a cooked bird of some sort from one of the market stalls, wrapped in cloth to try and keep it clean and dry while he works on bringing it over to her. The Litten-to-bird ratio is very silly. Good thing the grumpearl lets him keep the conversation going with his mouth full.]

[quirkynote]

There is a surprising amount of canines in this guild...

[Maybe Mightyena is just biased? Then again, she didn't take Laios, and he's the doggiest Pokémon she's ever seen. Hm, curious...

But before A.B.A can think about it further, her thoughts are cut off by her own mental gasp.]

Are...are you bringing meat?! That looks delicious...!

[firealone]

I am! I don't... actually know what foods are good, other than meat.

[And malasadas, but those aren't great for the healing process. At least, he can't imagine they are since they aren't filling.]

This is gonna take a while, but I'm bringing it as fast as I can.