[archie isn't around just yet, but niko will undoubtedly recognise his crobat soaring overhead. soaring, uh, diving...
yeah, it's seen niko and is dropping down to the ground to inspect him. the street is luckily mostly empty, but by the time crobat has landed next to the teenager, someone has noticed the import activity. crobat barely gets out a greeting to niko before spinning around and hissing dangerously at the man, raising its wings threateningly.]
[it takes archie a little bit of doing to find niko. both of them have been in and out of the unit recently with a lot happening-- they've both been between helix, archie's been trying to deal with poe, trying to deal with his aegis work. they've likely not had a proper talk for a couple days, at least.
anyway, archie pulls himself home and groans a little, tiredly rubbing his face. when did he even sleep, anyway? can't remember.]
Nikolai! [he calls out, voice stern.] Are you home? I believe we need to talk!
[ Archer had been keeping track of mentions of Nikolai on Social Media for months. The young heir had a habit of being in the most ridiculous of situations. Well, ridiculous by Archer's outlook. Nikolai's apparent starvation for positive attention often left him showing off to others.
Archer had known when the strange occurrences began that Nikolai had become the owner of a pair of wings. He had found it somehow amusing, but had mostly returned to simply scanning the feed to make sure no one caught him in the act of trying to fly off the top of a large building without any form of practice first. It was during one of these scans that he came to see something that made him freeze.
Nikolai was now a small child. Archer had barely began trying to track down the location on the map when he ran out of his apartment, one arm in a suit jacket as the other juggled with the communicator.
By the time he got to the location mentioned on the image, Archer was prim and proper once more, and keeping an eye out for either crowds or the tiny, troublemaking redhead. ]
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not here
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I've spared your life once already, child. Do you trust that I will be so kind next time?
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Not here!
[Text] 08/24 Re: Vandalism
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[wheeze. god please don't say he was in that house.]
Are you okay?
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i'll trade it so it turns into a gengar
did you know gengar can mega evolve
i want to see one so hurry up
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re: The Majority Report
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Do you think it's possible for me and you to have a chat? We can go for lunch or a coffee somewhere if you'd like.
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yeah, it's seen niko and is dropping down to the ground to inspect him. the street is luckily mostly empty, but by the time crobat has landed next to the teenager, someone has noticed the import activity. crobat barely gets out a greeting to niko before spinning around and hissing dangerously at the man, raising its wings threateningly.]
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orz for the slow ._.
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text - late evening
sorry i've been so absent
i hope things are okay
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anyway, archie pulls himself home and groans a little, tiredly rubbing his face. when did he even sleep, anyway? can't remember.]
Nikolai! [he calls out, voice stern.] Are you home? I believe we need to talk!
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Late ;_;
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Archer had known when the strange occurrences began that Nikolai had become the owner of a pair of wings. He had found it somehow amusing, but had mostly returned to simply scanning the feed to make sure no one caught him in the act of trying to fly off the top of a large building without any form of practice first. It was during one of these scans that he came to see something that made him freeze.
Nikolai was now a small child. Archer had barely began trying to track down the location on the map when he ran out of his apartment, one arm in a suit jacket as the other juggled with the communicator.
By the time he got to the location mentioned on the image, Archer was prim and proper once more, and keeping an eye out for either crowds or the tiny, troublemaking redhead. ]
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Hey, scamp! We're moving!
[oh, okay.]
Stayin' within the city, but leavin' this block'a units.
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/crawls into this again
welcomes u