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[02/20/2012: 9:14 PM]

[The video opens up to a view inside the Team Rocket Base. Archer looks tense, but otherwise normal.]

Kimblee. It's rather unfortunate you've missed my call.

[From the tone of voice it's rather clear that he doesn't believe that at all. You're avoiding him, aren't you?]

I would prefer to speak to you directly, but for now this will do. I'd like to apologize for my behavior. That was uncalled for and completely out of line.

[He doesn't sound very apologetic, but at least he's calmed down somewhat!]

I'll see you later, then.

[And end feed!]

[02/21/2012: 11:01 AM]

[Archer looks a bit more agitated this morning, but there's still nothing very obviously out of place here.]

I had hoped to catch you this morning. I do hope you'll return my call.

[There's a moment of silence before Archer hesitantly starts another apology attempt.]

...I really do regret my actions, Kimblee.

[He at least looks like that was genuine! His tone of voice however...]

I'd like to hear from you soon.

[Click!]

[02/22/2012: 3:58 PM]

[This time we don't have a video! Archer's voice does sound more strained than before, though.]

Kimblee, will you please return my calls?

[He'll hang up without a half-assed apology this time.]

[02/22/2012: 4:05 PM]

[And shortly after, there's a text!]

Will you answer your damn phone?

[02/23/2012: 5:25 PM]

[Today Archer's looking completely composed again! He has his Glaceon out - she's sprawled across his lap. If you look carefully, you should be able to recognize your room in the base, Kimblee! Why would he bother going back to his anyway; he never uses it!]

Would it kill you to respond to your messages, Kimblee?

[Sigh. What is he going to do with you once you come back? Because you will come back.]

How am I supposed to properly apologize to you if you won't speak to me, Kimblee? What I did was immature, but that doesn't mean you need to give me the silent treatment in response.

[Lineface. Can we try to be mature for once, Kimblee?]

I'll keep calling until I get a response.

[And that ends the feed!]

[02/24/2012: 2:33 AM]

[Clearly Archer has switched tactics. Time to call you at all hours of the day in the hopes of catching you off-guard and answering the phone!]

[...No he is not desperate, you shut up.]

You're really trying my patience, Kimblee.

[Click!]

[02/24/2012: 7:47 AM]

[What do you mean it hasn't been all that long since the last call? It's been forever and someone hasn't gotten any sleep. Hopefully it's not you!]

Dammit, Kimblee!

[There's silence for a moment before Archer continues in a very strained voice.]

I've apologized to you. What more do you want me to do? Why the hell won't you answer me?

[02/24/2012: 11:21 PM]

[Three calls in one day? You sure are popular, Kimblee!]

We need to talk, Kimblee.

[This is the first time Archer actually looks flustered. You know him better than anyone here; it should be obvious he's not getting any sleep. He's trying to hide it by... sitting in the dark, honestly, but it's a pretty poor attempt.]

I don't know what you want from me. How can I fix this?

[Clearly leaving you alone isn't an option!]

...Please call me back.

[02/25/2012: 6:12 PM]

Good evening, Kimblee. I do hope you're enjoying your time travelling.

[Whoa, where did this mood whiplash come from? Well, Archer might have gotten some sleep, but he's actually attempting a different approach! Let's see how long this lasts.]

I hope you're not catching everything you run into.

[Though from the tone, he's merely teasing. For now. No, seriously, you'd better not catch everything you see.]

If you won't talk to me about what happened, will you at least communicate with me on a more superficial level? I...

[There's a pause and for a moment Archer looks... somewhat more bothered than usual. It quickly fades.]

...I would just like to chat, Kimblee.

[Dear god, he's practically kittyfacing at you.]

I'll see you later.

Edited 2012-02-21 19:14 (UTC)

[02/26/2012: 12:09 PM]

[Remember that cheery mood from yesterday? Yeah, that's gone.]

Fine. If you won't talk to me, I'll have to apologize here.

[He's looking decidedly more composed than a couple of nights ago, but Archer can't seem to actually focus on the camera. He'll just be playing with his sleeves the whole time while he's talking, if you don't mind.]

I don't know what caused me to lash out like that. I've... never bothered trying to analyze why I act the way I do. There's no point in it.

[Because he writes it off as being a crazy bitch. Details.]

I know you're angry. I don't blame you. Had I been in your situation, I would be furious too. I just wish you'd talk to me; I wish you'd give me a chance to fix things.

[There's a long pause. If he doesn't stop picking at his sleeves soon he's going to find some way to start yanking the string out.]

...I'm sorry, Kimblee. I didn't mean to hurt you. I was angry and... I lashed out. You know how I am. That doesn't excuse the behavior, but it can partially explain it, at least. I'm still not sure why I acted the way I did but...

[Oh boy, here comes the fun part.]

...I believe it was because... because I was afraid of losing you to her. Not... not because of any interest or anything, but because you're...

[Nope, hang on, words are failing him. Dammit, he spent plenty of time preparing what he was going to say!]

You're very important to me, Kimblee! I don't want to lose our... partnership or whatever the hell it is.

[Whatever tension there was fades quickly and Archer folds his hands, staring at them instead of the Gear.]

...I'm sorry. I don't know what more I can do.

[And with that, he'll shut the Gear off.]

Edited 2012-02-21 19:24 (UTC)

[02/28/2012: 1:28 AM]

[Looks like we're back to calling you at ungodly hours! Hope you didn't have the volume turned up!]

...Damn.

[Whoops, it's recording, hang on.]

Will you at least let me know that you're okay, Kimblee? I haven't heard anything from you in a week.

[He actually sounds concerned there! Too bad that's all you'll hear of the concern for now, at least.]

[02/28/2012: 8:19 PM]

[...And we're back to video! Archer's now very obviously distressed and it's clear what sleep he's been getting - if any - hasn't been nearly enough.]

We need to talk, Kimblee. I've done everything I can to reach out to you and you're...!

[He leans back and rubs at his temples for a moment. Getting upset isn't going to do him any good.]

Please return my calls. I'm half tempted to come find you.

[It's not stalking if it's done for your own benefit!]

[02/29/2012: 4:42 PM]

[Today Archer's looking irritated! This can only be a good sign!]

Is it really this fucking difficult to pick up your damn phone and answer it? I'm calling to make sure you're still fucking alive.

[Yes, he's very obviously concerned here. And what better way to express than then shrieking at you?]

I have no way of knowing if you're even still here. What if you just disappeared? What if you're badly hurt or dead or... Why the fuck won't you answer me!?

[It was only a matter of time before he cracked. Today seems to be as good a day as any for that!]

Don't you get it? I don't want to see you hurt! How am I supposed to fix things if you won't pick up your fucking phone? This isn't hard, Kimblee! Just answer your damn phone!

[Thankfully he'll cut the video off there!]

[03/01/2012: 3:00 AM]

...I apologize for my outburst earlier. I'm just frustrated, Kimblee.

[Well, at least he's no longer angry! He just sounds exhausted.]

You're not going to answer me, are you?

[And that just sounds defeated. He's been trying to avoid this possibility for days now but...]

I don't want it to end like this. What do you want from me? Do you want me to beg for your forgiveness?

[That sounds sarcastic, but it's difficult to tell if he's willing to do it or not. He is pretty desperate.]

...Again, I'm sorry.

[03/01/2012: 10:50 PM]

[Once again, we're back to video! The setting is the same as most of the previous ones - the lighting is equally dim and he's still obviously in your room. The only difference is that this time he has all of his cat Pokémon out. He's actually not dressed in the military uniform this time; it looks as though he's been trying to sleep, and failing miserably.]

This is the last message, I promise. I'll leave you alone, Kimblee. That's obviously what you want, after all.

[His Shinx wanders over to the Gear and starts rubbing on it. Archer rolls his eyes and picks her up, settling her beside him and petting her for a moment before he continues.]

...I don't want our partnership to end. We're still technically working together for Team Rocket, though I don't doubt that will change in the near future.

[Because you'll request a different partner or something so you can avoid speaking to him. Asshole.]

Again, I apologize for my actions these past several weeks. I've been attempting to control you; I really should have known better than that. If you do choose to return, it won't happen again.

...I suppose it should be fairly obvious by now, but I do miss you, Kimblee. You're... the only person I really care about here. Take care of yourself. As I said, I don't want to see you get hurt.

[There's silence for a moment before Archer reaches over to turn off the Gear. He's done everything he can think to do for the time being.]

[07/20/2012: 7:30 AM]

Hey, Kimblee? Are you still here?

[...Welp. Have some herp, Kimblee.]

Well, I guess you must be, since I'm actually reaching your voicemail. Look, could you get in contact with me when you get a chance? I just want to make sure you're alright. I mean there was that attack in Goldenrod and all...

[.................]

...So uh, thanks. Bye.

[Awkwardawkwardawkward...]

[07/30/2012: 8:05 PM]

[Good evening, Kimblee! Despite the fact that Archer looks like he hasn't slept in days it is a good evening! He's finally had this entire argument explained to him! Now they can solve their differences and go back to the way things were!]

I hope this message finds you well, Kimblee. I suppose you're still angry with me - I can certainly understand why. First of all I would like to apologize for sitting on this for so long. I didn't understand why you were so upset with me. Yes, I know that you have issues being locked up, but I didn't understand why that was taking precedence over the fact that I was doing it because I thought it was for your own good.

I spoke with Zulf earlier today and he explained it to me. I didn't give him any details about what happened or led to the argument, of course, but we discussed this. He pointed out that you were probably more focused on the fact that I was doing something I promised I would never do; I was hurting you in the moment and that was more important than the big picture. Is that right? As I said before, I believed it was for the best to keep you away so you wouldn't be captured or killed. I was looking at the big picture, not at what my actions were doing to you in the moment. Do you understand? I didn't see it from your perspective, and I doubt you saw it from mine. It was a mistake on both our parts.

I do apologize for locking you up. As I said, I believed it to be the best course of action in the moment. I know I went against my promise to never do that to you, and if you can't trust me with that again, I understand. I didn't mean to hurt you, however, and I do believe I was right to try to keep you safe. I could have handled it much better than I did.

[Archer pauses then. He's gotten through everything he wanted to say.]

Thank you for hearing me out. I do hope we can reconcile. It's... been a bit difficult without you around. I really do miss you, Kimblee.

[Admitting that is just awkward, dear god...]

So again, I'm sorry about what happened and about the misunderstanding. It was never my intention to hurt you. I hope to hear from you soon.

[7/20/2012: 12:32 PM]

Isaac, pick up the phone.

[.......]

...'Gear.

[judging from the sheer amount of "fuck everything, I'm drowsy" in his voice, he is of the esteemed opinion that IT'S EARLY AND YOU CALLED HIM AT STUPID O'CLOCK BEFORE AND HE WAS NOT FUNCTIONING ENOUGH TO ANSWER AND oh god what time is it, hang on

There's some brief odd noises, fabric rustling and the like, that imply Kimblee's locating the clock in the hotel, a soft scraping noise when he finds the damn thing and picks it up, followed by a sigh and a light thud caused by him just...giving up and dropping the damn clock onto the bed.

Nnnnnnnnnnngh. Good morn...afternoon, world.

He's silent for a moment longer, raking his hand backward through his hair quietly before seeming to realize that the 'Gear is still recording.]

Well, I suppose this answers the question of whether I'm still in one piece or not. Are you there?

[He's kind of considering going back to bed if you're not. He doesn't usually sleep all day, but he has literally nothing to do and these mutations have not been nice to him, in the end; he hardly feels like he's slept at all, so bed is sounding so good right now...]

[How can you sleep in until noon? That's a complete waste of time! That... also implies sleeping properly which is... really funny...]

Ah, hey, Kimblee.

[He certainly sounds relieved at least. It's not like you had him worried for five hours or anything! But that's okay, he spent that time sparring with his Kabutops! ...Which in retrospect was a really bad idea considering he was kind of more preoccupied with worrying about you. Oh well. At least he didn't get cut up too badly! ~~The pain feels kind of nice anyway?~~]

Yeah, it does. It's good to hear from you. I take it you're doing alright, then?

[He figured you wouldn't be dumb enough to get caught up in that attack on Goldenrod but still...]

[Because he's been sleeping horribly and bed feels good, Isaac, that's how.

He supposes it's for the best that Isaac answers, however; he sets the 'Gear and the clock down on the bedside table and audibly fusses with the blanket for a while before...sounding like he's crashed out on the mattress again because it's entirely too early for this shit. Good job, Kimblee.]

Something like that, yes. I wasn't injured in the attacks on Goldenrod, though I was affected by that...whatnot that seems to be causing so much illness among everyone in Johto.

[He gestures vaguely, a sweep of his hand indicating the general idea of "everyone", despite the fact that Isaac can't see him do it. The gesture is tight, however, and his fingers are shaking quite a bit; it displeases him a good amount. That had better pass reasonably soon...]

I've come back up to Mahogany Town for the time being; still in the area, by any chance?

[Oh that doesn't sound good... Not to mention the fact that you sound kind of sick as hell as it is.]

Oh, yeah, that. You got sick too, huh?

[Admittedly Isaac's been feeling fine, he's just sporting some weird blue marks around his eyes. There are flecks of blue all over his hands as well, but it's particularly bad around the array. It's also really warm outside the ice caves, but he's not sure if the weather is just unbearable or if that's a side effect of having ice powers for about five minutes. Thanks, Johto. He needed that.]

Sorry to hear about that. Yeah, I'm in the area. I'll be in town in a few hours.

[Because he is the best boyfriend and he will take care of you forever. >:| ]

...what, you're coming into town now?

[NO BUT

YOU'RE GOING TO ASK A MILLION QUESTIONS AND TRY TO PRY HIM OUT OF BED WHEN IT'S OBVIOUS THAT HE'S LAZY AND NOT DYING

DON'T

WANNA

THO]

Yeah, of course. Is that a problem?

[WAIT BUT THAT'S WHAT YOU WANTED RIGHT? YOU WOULDN'T TELL HIM THAT IF YOU DIDN'T WANT TO SEE HIM, RIGHT???]

Well, no - at the same time, are you certain you're up to it? You mentioned being affected as well, after all.

[ISAAC HE IS VERY FOND OF YOU, DON'T WORRY

HE'S JUST MORE FOND OF BED AT THE MOMENT

Oh, yeah, I'm fine. I mean, I don't feel sick or anything.

[OH COME ON YOU'VE SLEPT IN UNTIL NOON, HOW MUCH SLEEP DO YOU EVEN NEED???]

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