third train → action

[infinitefrown]

[Well, Ingo's been returned from his kidnapping. That was--... yes. Not cool. Let's not go there. Good idea.

It's been some time since he's been back in the enclosure, and even longer since he'd been in the enclosure in his actual body. Thankfully, he seemed to be in once piece now, and not spread all over the place like the giant subway train he'd previously been! So that's a good thing!

Anyway, looks like he missed a lot. But before he can really seriously look at the Malnosso (ugh) mess, his Pokémon find him-- and thus, he is distracted for a time. After being separated for a week and a half or so he can't exactly say no to them...

So Ingo is outside this evening, sitting on a bench somewhere near Community Housing Building 3 and quietly browsing the journal. His Haxorus is asleep on its side on the ground next to him, which looks kind of weird considering it's a pretty large dragon. Chandelure found a ball, and the ghostly light fixture is currently engaged in a game of catch with a less-than-willing Excadrill, tossing (more like smacking) it back and forth a small distance from the bench. Every now and then Chandelure gets too exuberant and the ball goes flying elsewhere, earning a mild reprimand from Ingo.

You're welcome to stop by and say hello (or "where were you" if you noticed or "your voice sounds familiar" if you rode the train) of your own will, but there's also a chance of Chandelure's game of ball including you, whether this inclusion was on purpose or otherwise. Do watch out for incoming balls if you're passing by!]

Comments

[infinitefrown]

The offer is appreciated, but you don't have to if it's troublesome-- you look like you've had a long day already, Silver. [You look a liiittle worn out.]

[tsuntrader]

[Shaking his head.] It's just a walk, right? No problem. [Worn out? ...Yeah, maybe a little, but he can still handle it.]

[infinitefrown]

Hmm. Very well. [Well, if he insists, Ingo isn't against it. He rises from the bench, waving Chandelure over with one hand.]

Shall we, then?

[tsuntrader]

[Nod. And, well, if they're having a casual walk, Silver will let Feraligatr and Murkrow out to join them. Feraligatr will proceed to get chummy with miss Haxorus and Murkrow... Murkrow will just nestle on Silver's head. Ingo's free to take note of the fact that a good chunk of Murkrow's feathers concentrated in one spot on one wing look... Mangled. A few feathers are missing entirely, but it looks like a whole set of fresh feathers are almost done growing in.]

[infinitefrown]

[A walk with Feraligatr, oooh... ♥ Meanwhile, Excadrill follows close at his Trainer's side and Chandelure floats ahead here and there, keeping a very sharp lookout for a replacement ball.

Ingo will notice that, however. Murkrow was rather... energetic, so seeing messy feathers wouldn't be too much of a surprise to him, but here they're all mussed and damaged in one spot. Huh.]

...Practicing a new attack, perhaps? [He gestures to the bird sitting on Silver's head.]

[tsuntrader]

[Hello, Haxorus...

-Huh? ...Oh, he must be talking about...] Not quite. [There is some series of him and his Pokémon all exchanging looks after this statement, but they all keep their same general disposition.]

[infinitefrown]

[]

Hm. [Should he inquire further? Silver didn't elaborate on it himself, though, so maybe he doesn't want to. Ingo won't push it.

Instead, curiously--] Is this level of effort... regular? [Considering the battle he witnessed between Silver and Gold, he really has no idea. how do you train in pokespe]

[tsuntrader]

...It's a little more than usual. [...] You saw that message from the Mallies, didn't you?

[infinitefrown]

[Mallies? ....Oh, Malnosso--] Only just now.

[He shakes his head a bit. He was a little tied up, you see...]

[tsuntrader]

...Only just now? [Dude it's been up for like three days. Has he just not checked his journal? Then again, Silver only recently got into the habit of checking his journal more than once in a blue moon.

...Come to think of it, he hadn't seen Ingo around lately until just now...]

[infinitefrown]

Mm. The Malnosso had taken it upon themselves to forcibly transport me to their experimentation facilities. I was returned only this morning.

[Excadrill reaches a digging claw up to tug reassuringly on his Trainer's coat. Nothing's wrong with him now, right? That's a good thing...!]

[tsuntrader]

[He is pointedly trying not to look really bothered by that, but as straight as his face is, he can't completely wash away his intense discomfort. He was kidnapped by the mallies. Kidnapped-

Yeah, he's not going down this train of thought.] Are you okay? [...Whoops, is he showing concern? Well shit.]

[infinitefrown]

[Whoops.

Ingo looks down at Silver thoughtfully, for a moment, then turns and stares ahead of him again.]

...Yes. I sustained no lasting damage or effects. [He pauses. For the concern--] Thank you.

[Ending on that might be awkward, though, so he continues.] And so, I see the Malnosso have threatened to force our hand. So you were preparing?

[tsuntrader]

[...Thank you, Ingo. Thank you for moving the topic off of the awkward conversation.]

Exactly.

[infinitefrown]

[That's what he's here for.]

Hm. Good thinking. [No harm in training more.] Improvement can only help, even if we aren't sure of what direction the Malnosso will take in their... promised consequences. [How many days left until then? Three?...]

I'll have to do the same. [Excadrill nods, in agremeent.]