IC contact; phone

[flowerofmtsilver]

You have reached the voice mailbox of ...Vinnie. Please leave a message after the tone.

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BEEP!

[Or drop him a text, if you'd like to brave his txtspeak]

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[punchtheinferno]

[The tail had gone back to a light tapping, but he still couldn't meet Bulba's eyes. There were a slew of questions swirling inside him - if Bulba had told anybody, for one. But that wasn't fair. It wasn't right to place the onus on him, especially considering the unintended consequences of their last fight.

Vinnie wasn't part of the team anymore, and Marie had to fight his own battles. He didn't have that right. Maybe it was just for the best that he didn't know - that he just trust that at least Bulba learned from the past.

So he just nodded, even if he didn't look like he believed the starter's words completely.]

Yeah, he's... he can be a shit. I don't blame you.

[He paused.]

...S'long as you're okay.

[rivalsolarbeam]

[He could tell Vinnie wasn't really buying all of it, but this much would have to be enough, Bulba supposed.]

Yeah.

[Bulba lowered his eyes briefly, sorting through the tugs at his feelings. He was grateful and selfishly a bit pleased that Vinnie cared to the degree he seemed to. He wanted to be honest and say he didn't think he was okay, because he probably wasn't. Not really. He had to be though. He didn't want things to get worse.

So he nodded his head, giving the Charizard's knee a light pat.]

I'm okay. I'm sorry for making you worry.