[ There's nowhere Green is going, a broken arm and bruised body and, admittedly, a whole lot of luck on his side despite the amount of pain those two injuries alone leave him with. It could've been worse they tell him, and Green doesn't even go into the exact details of the pokémon that he and his team had tried to go up against, doubting they'd know anything about the creature.
He doesn't ask questions about Red, at some point finding himself drifting into a slumber that he doesn't wake out of until early into the next morning when he's woken up for a blood sample and to take medication that's hard to swallow down. Breakfast will be soon the staff member informs them, and his sister left the message that she would visit him again, Green having missed her when his family was contacted yesterday and him being hosptialised.
And she does come, right around the time that he's eating a breakfast of juice and a croissant, fussing him gently and without touching. She repeats what she knows, that he'll be fine but will need plenty of rest - so no travelling for a while, little mister - and if he behaves, he can be taken home to rest there.
It's only later on that Green remembers about Red, but supposedly by the time Red's mother had arrived, he had already slipped out.
And nobody would see him for years.
Not even Green, who found it so easy before to know where the boy would be - always one step behind him, as usual. But with no more Kanto badges to obtain there was no obvious route to suspect to find the weirdo hatted boy on. Not that Green looked - his mother asked, but how would Green know anything? The guy hadn't spoken a word to him the last day they'd seen each other and Green kept the grudge of his attitude with him months after.
It didn't stick so strongly with him as more time passed, and maybe (alright, so he did) he wondered about where Red was. They had been rivals after all, boys always seeing each other through some means. And that ended with Red's disappearance. He never knew either why the boy had acted so afraid, but - was he afraid?
Thinking about questions with no answers was a hassle. ]
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He doesn't ask questions about Red, at some point finding himself drifting into a slumber that he doesn't wake out of until early into the next morning when he's woken up for a blood sample and to take medication that's hard to swallow down. Breakfast will be soon the staff member informs them, and his sister left the message that she would visit him again, Green having missed her when his family was contacted yesterday and him being hosptialised.
And she does come, right around the time that he's eating a breakfast of juice and a croissant, fussing him gently and without touching. She repeats what she knows, that he'll be fine but will need plenty of rest - so no travelling for a while, little mister - and if he behaves, he can be taken home to rest there.
It's only later on that Green remembers about Red, but supposedly by the time Red's mother had arrived, he had already slipped out.
And nobody would see him for years.
Not even Green, who found it so easy before to know where the boy would be - always one step behind him, as usual. But with no more Kanto badges to obtain there was no obvious route to suspect to find the weirdo hatted boy on. Not that Green looked - his mother asked, but how would Green know anything? The guy hadn't spoken a word to him the last day they'd seen each other and Green kept the grudge of his attitude with him months after.
It didn't stick so strongly with him as more time passed, and maybe (alright, so he did) he wondered about where Red was. They had been rivals after all, boys always seeing each other through some means. And that ended with Red's disappearance. He never knew either why the boy had acted so afraid, but - was he afraid?
Thinking about questions with no answers was a hassle. ]