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You've reached Alfie Solomons. Leave your name and state your business.
Alfie can be reached via the imPort network, or via a home phone and answering machine. He does have a cell phone, but it's not publicly available.
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[it's not clear if he says it in regards to his pokémon proclivity or the loss of maxie. archie shrugs, putting wailmer's ball away.
he takes a long pull of his drink before sighing, shaking his head.] Ain't that the way here? Maybe he'll be back tomorrow. Maybe I'll never see him again. He was from a different timeline within our own universe, so everything was as complicated as it possibly could be.
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[He admits, giving the closest dog a pat.]
Suppose it's not avoidable all the time, though. Feelings are funny things.
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[for him, anyway. he shrugs.]
...And when it's someone from home you're already-- [he makes a face.] Maxie was a terrible grouchy sod, but I really feel like half a person without him. It's ridiculous.
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[he puts his finger on the counter, drawing a short, imaginary line.]
We talked about it a lot. It seems like... everything is the same, up until a certain point. [he lowers another finger, making the imaginary line have an imaginary fork shape.] Then it splits. Stuff I did, he did. Stuff he did, I did.
It's... shed a new light on our fucked up, weird relationship. If nothing else.
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[It's fucking weird, bro.]
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Tell me about it. I'm honestly not sure what to make of the whole thing. If it hadn't been for that whole... timeline bullshit, we'd just be two dumbass friends with similar names.
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I think I'd lose my mind if I started thinking that way. Y'got the beard though, I'll give ya that. As for region...
[he snorts again.]
I don't know. Think you could live in the tropics?
[hoenn is.. .. .. very warm.]
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[then again, a lot can be said for archie's heat tolerance given he literally stood in an active volcano crater for a while. weirdo.]
I could, probably, but my Pokémon would hate it. So I wouldn't, simply for them.
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Well, that idea's shot, then. I suppose we're not alternate versions of each other after all--
[He quirks a brow at Archie.]
-- despite the beards.
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[he can barely keep his shit together while he says it; he's not serious.]
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[No they're not.]
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[Digby immediately trots over and shoves his nose first against Alfie's hand, then Archie's. Very terrifying.]
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Horrifying! [he laughs again, distracted with the dog for a couple of moments.] --Right. What was this about getting twatted then talking about the history of our worlds?
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[He'll keep only taking sips himself, though; he's a very light drinker these days.]
We're gonna get you fucking plastered; that was the promise.
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I'm lucky to have such a friend. Just gimme a slap if I start cryin' or talking about the natural balance, yeah? Those are roads not worth goin' down.
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[Alfie says immediately, as he hands over the bottle. Are you still happy to have him as a friend, Archie?]
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