[Is this really it? Are they seriously ending it like this? He doesn't want to go home, as childish as that might sound. Even if he's never on good terms with Kimblee again, he has so much more going for him here. He's one of the highest ranking member of Team Rocket, he's got a powerful army that will obey his commands without question, he can see Kimbley again (admittedly very rarely, but that's not the point), and he's actually happy here. What the hell could he possibly gain by going home?]
I really have enjoyed working with you. I won't forget you.
[How is he supposed to look forward? What does he have to look forward to? He's going to be demoted, if not outright dismissed from the military for this mistake. Then what? What the hell will he do with himself afterwards? The military is his life. He can't imagine doing anything else. It's easy enough to say he'll always look forward and move on, but actually doing it?]
Of course, Kimblee. You know I don't shirk my responsibilities.
[He kind of hates himself for even considering staying here and avoiding the consequences of his actions back home.]
[Is that all? Isn't there something else he can say? They're actually discussing this civilly; isn't there some way to keep this conversation going?]
[...No, there isn't. There isn't anything he can do to fix things this time. He's already apologized and Kimblee's decided it's for the best if they separate. That's it then.]
[Archer's not sure what he hates more: the fact that he can't do anything or the fact that he's giving up so easily.]
Yes, that's all. Thank you again, Kimblee.
[The urge to throw the 'Gear into the ocean is back, but this time it's not because of Kimblee.]
[Kimblee doesn't usually feel much; now isn't any sort of exception to that. He isn't disappointed or angry at the answer, and if anything, he had expected it; he isn't upset with Archer's reaction at all.
At the same time, there's a brief, odd reaction that he can't exactly place - the pause between Archer's text and his next is a long one while he tries to work out exactly what's going on in his head.
He pauses before he sends it. Adds on a line to the end.]
Of course, Archer.
Should you need anything before your time here ends, I'm available.
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[Is this really it? Are they seriously ending it like this? He doesn't want to go home, as childish as that might sound. Even if he's never on good terms with Kimblee again, he has so much more going for him here. He's one of the highest ranking member of Team Rocket, he's got a powerful army that will obey his commands without question, he can see Kimbley again (admittedly very rarely, but that's not the point), and he's actually happy here. What the hell could he possibly gain by going home?]
I really have enjoyed working with you. I won't forget you.
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Remember what I've told you before, Archer. Keep looking forward. Never forget, but always look forward.
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Of course, Kimblee. You know I don't shirk my responsibilities.
[He kind of hates himself for even considering staying here and avoiding the consequences of his actions back home.]
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Now, then. Is that all?
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[...No, there isn't. There isn't anything he can do to fix things this time. He's already apologized and Kimblee's decided it's for the best if they separate. That's it then.]
[Archer's not sure what he hates more: the fact that he can't do anything or the fact that he's giving up so easily.]
Yes, that's all. Thank you again, Kimblee.
[The urge to throw the 'Gear into the ocean is back, but this time it's not because of Kimblee.]
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At the same time, there's a brief, odd reaction that he can't exactly place - the pause between Archer's text and his next is a long one while he tries to work out exactly what's going on in his head.
He pauses before he sends it. Adds on a line to the end.]
Of course, Archer.
Should you need anything before your time here ends, I'm available.
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I appreciate it. If it's not too much trouble, I wouldlike to meet with you one last time.
[That's it. That will be the deciding factor. From there he'll figure out how to proceed.]
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Again, it takes him a moment to reply; he hates himself somewhat for the answer he ends up giving, but he doesn't regret it any.]
I would like that.
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Name the time and place.
...And thank you.
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...as for the time and place, I suppose it would be most convenient for me to simply bring the notes to you in person - where are you located?
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[And that, quite simply, is all. End feed!]