"Anville?" he asks incredulously. "...This whole station was shut down for a long time because of the fog. Everything was inoperable. And then once it finally got back in business, basically all the lines were different. I thought at least Anville would stay the same..."
Ah . . . well. I may have triggered a security system of sorts. Entirely by accident, I assure you, and everything's been set right again. Anyway. I'm glad things are back in business, and I hope we're doing our parts to clear the fog for good.
"It seems less foggy to me." But he's still invested in his theory being accurate. After a beat, he points at the Sphinx dokkaebi plushie. "What kind of Pokemon is that?"
[Saturn nods. He had really wanted to see the Galaxy Line, but this Sphinx definitely doesn't belong there. And if it was in the Lost and Found, it was lost . . . it should be taken somewhere it properly goes.]
Thank you for all your help. I hope our efforts will clear things right up for everyone.
You've done this a couple times now, and this is an average train without the fog obscuring your vision, so let's accelerate the process. You make it into the train and see the following pictures:
- Emmet and Ingo on a large bed, tangled in colorful strings. - Da Vinci in a wedding dress on the beach at sunset, smiling at the camera. - Vicious and Ingo on a default motel bed (fully clothed, though Ingo's hands are on Vicious's thigh). - Saturn sitting in Ingo's lap on the floor of the Pool Hall, as they hug. - Lucretia confronting her Shadow, a younger Lucretia. - A generic shot of Lear, Gordie, and Piers. - Hilda looking upset as she watches a slideshow. - Ingo hugging Oriphi in tears, in the aerial elevator game. - Arthur in a pile of clothing from Doki Doki Bingo, picking out outfits. - Ritsuka cheering on a Pokemon battle between Ingo and Emmet.
[WE'VE DONE THIS BEFORE! In fact since Arthur and Oriphi already felt all the feelings and I read that thread I'm not even going to make you copy and paste all the descriptions for me again. Because Saturn is going to inspect every picture, in the following order, listed for your enjoyment: Lucretia, Oriphi, Arthur, the other trainers, Hilda, Ritsuka, Da Vinci, Emmet, Vicious, and finally his own. He begins hesitating around the point of Da Vinci, and especially on the last two, but he does touch them all. He is definitely teary by the end.
Of course he lingers on the last one, musing over it, fingers still resting against the picture.]
. . . I never really realized the extent of how you felt about all that. Ingo . . .
[UWEGH POKEMON ARE GOOD! Saturn is refusing to think about how this Pokemon in particular isn't real and won't be there when they all wake up. But he came from Ingo! He'll live inside Ingo in some capacity! Pat pat.]
I'm the one who envies him now. The man doesn't give himself enough credit. But anyway. It's for that reason that we ought to move on and do what we can to help him.
Sharpedo looks up at you for a moment, and then nods. You arrive at your destination. And honestly since the game is all there and I'm on mobile you can cheat with that as much as you want too.
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[He holds it up. Hmm.]
It's a Sphinx...so I believe I ought to be taking it to the Sphinx Line to leave it where it belongs.
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Thank you for all your help. I hope our efforts will clear things right up for everyone.
[It's Sphinx time!]
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- Emmet and Ingo on a large bed, tangled in colorful strings.
- Da Vinci in a wedding dress on the beach at sunset, smiling at the camera.
- Vicious and Ingo on a default motel bed (fully clothed, though Ingo's hands are on Vicious's thigh).
- Saturn sitting in Ingo's lap on the floor of the Pool Hall, as they hug.
- Lucretia confronting her Shadow, a younger Lucretia.
- A generic shot of Lear, Gordie, and Piers.
- Hilda looking upset as she watches a slideshow.
- Ingo hugging Oriphi in tears, in the aerial elevator game.
- Arthur in a pile of clothing from Doki Doki Bingo, picking out outfits.
- Ritsuka cheering on a Pokemon battle between Ingo and Emmet.
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Of course he lingers on the last one, musing over it, fingers still resting against the picture.]
. . . I never really realized the extent of how you felt about all that. Ingo . . .
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[He gently pats Sharpedo's side, careful of the rough skin.]
Ah . . . it's all right. I'll have to tell him how I feel. To an extent, anyway. It wouldn't do anyone any good to be overly honest about it.
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I'm the one who envies him now. The man doesn't give himself enough credit. But anyway. It's for that reason that we ought to move on and do what we can to help him.
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