Suddenly in the midst of a Summer Festival--

[ulternnpc]

 

There's a distinct sound of waves, and bustling of people nearby.

In the coastal city of Turnbloom the sun is bright and warm, and the scent of the sea wafts through with the cool gentle breeze that makes the glittering pinwheels spin, and the leaves on the palm tree dance.

Today the streets are extra decorated with these cute, colorful and floral shaped pinwheels. It seemed the people who were out in the streets were dressed in colorful summer attire--either casual, or the more traditional yukata. It seemed like with the booths were set out for both food and games for festival of some kind that was currently underway.

Just how did you get here, and why? A mystery, and it seemed the people in the streets didn't seem to notice anything out of the ordinary as they go about enjoying their time out on this bright sunny day.

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[derailer]

[Of course there was a brief moment of panic when Ingo first appeared somewhere unknown again. But he looked to his right and saw Emmet, and felt that immediate relief. And then he looked to his left and saw Lady Sneasler, and felt that relief too. He checked his Pokeballs—also reassuring. This is fine. He can avoid losing his mind over this, as long as he isn't separated from anyone important again.

So now his brain has doubled back to the second point. They are in a very public, unfamiliar place, and Ingo is self-conscious of having an extinct Pokemon following him around as he figures out what is going on. As others stumble upon him, he is currently trying to convince Sneasler to stay put, hidden behind a corner of wall dividing the beach from the city proper.

He is trying to be discreet, but it's Ingo. He is very bad at keeping his voice down.]

Please just sit here, my lady, and I will get us all something to eat, and ask after our whereabouts. Then we will decide what to do, together. All right? I cannot imagine it will take that long.

[Sneasler is making a noise of discontent. Mrrraahhh!

Alternatively, you can encounter him a little while later. Ingo will give up, sigh, and go only a short distance away from her to ask for information, so she can still keep an eye on him.]

Excuse me! I have arrived at an unfamiliar station! I apologize for the unscheduled stop, but I would like to ask a few questions of you!!

(( Ingo is post-PLA and post-PSL, so some info notes if you would like! ))

[likewinning]

I do not think it is working, Ingo.

[ He glances over at Sneasler, giving her a grin. ]

My lady, are you alright? We will be ready to explore soon enough. And we will need you by our side!

[derailer]

[Sneasler is more appeased by this approach, mrrting in agreement. Ingo sighs, already sounding exhausted, even though they just got here.]

Who even knows where we are. Perhaps no one will take her as anything out of the ordinary...

[likewinning]

Perhaps not. We will see.

[ Emmet reaches over to pat at Ingo's shoulder lightly. ]

At least wherever we are, we have arrived together.

[derailer]

That is the most important thing, of course. As far as I can tell, all of my memories are intact as well.

[likewinning]

Yes, I figured as much. But confirmation is good to hear.

[ He tips his head to the side. ]

And you, Lady Sneasler? Are you doing well?

[derailer]

[Sneasler makes another annoyed growl, and then gets up to drape heavily over Ingo from behind. She is trying to demonstrate her point. Don't let her Warden out of her sight without her permission!!]

...I think she is in possession of her health and memories as well.

[He reaches up over his shoulder to blindly pat her head.]

[likewinning]

It certainly seems that way.

[ Emmet reaches over to pat her as well. that's our girl. ]

[derailer]

[She rumbles, accepting that at least Emmet understands.]

I do not think I am going to be able to investigate anywhere without her. Perhaps she will calm down once we better understand the situation.

[likewinning]

Can you blame her? I certainly cannot. I do not want to stray far from your side myself.

[hikikometro]

[Sometimes you're a shut-in for so long that Arceus or whoever takes it upon themselves to pluck you out of Gear Station and plunk you down in the middle of nowhere. At least that's how Jackie's chosen to rationalize his sudden new surroundings. Everyone seems quite friendly, but there's wayyy too much open sky here for his liking. Like 200% too much sky? Frankly he's taking his first real steps outside the subway system pretty well, all things considered.

Just as Jackie was contemplating his new existence as a permanent fixture of the café he powerpoint-transitioned into, though, a very familiar uniform (with a very familiar loud voice) strolls by. Oh, thank fuck.

As Ingo passes in search of someone knowledgeable he will hear a very obviously "panicked but trying to sound normal" voice calling after him from the doorway.]

B, Boss Ingo? [Boss. Boss help]

[likewinning]

[ Emmet leans forward, peering around Ingo to see who's addressing him, the same bright smile on his face as always. ]

Hi Jackie. It has been awhile since I have seen you almost in broad daylight.

[ Has he ever? Who knows. Who even knows. ]

[hikikometro]

[Maybe through the windows near Anville Town...]

Boss Emmet. [It's not really a surprise to see him with Ingo, but it's certainly a relief. Jackie's arm jerks halfway to a salute out of habit, ending up holding onto his lapel.

Being overwhelmed has scrambled his brain a little. Jackie casts around for his next relevant sentence, and manages:]

I, I'm going to need sunscreen.

[likewinning]

I think you are going to need more than sunscreen. An umbrella, perhaps?

[ Probably more than an umbrella at this point. ]

[hikikometro]

Um. Yeah. Probably. Probably, I...

[Trying to imagine walking out under an umbrella is the last straw, actually. Jackie slumps against the doorframe.]

I think I am just going to live in this building forever now... Let me know when you find a way home...

[JACKIE NO]

[likewinning]

I— I believe we can find a better place for you here at least, Agent Jackie—!

[ jackie NO. ]

[hikikometro]

Thank you, Boss... [Sagging further... He's obviously reluctant.....]

You haven't happened to see a transit system yet, have you?

[likewinning]

Not yet. However, if there is not one, Ingo and I will certainly look into getting one going. And then you are welcome to stay there!

[derailer]

—Agent Jackie?!

[Ingo had only recently returned to the present day, and had been so busy regaining his memories that he'd barely contacted Gear Station again. Hearing the voice of anyone from the station is a sudden surprise, but hearing Jackie specifically is... well, it's proof that this is a freak accident that no one consented to, probably.]

How long have you been here?!

[hikikometro]

[Ingo looks kind of... older? Than Jackie remembers?? But maybe getting sent to a tropical island fucked him up really bad. It's certainly not doing Jackie any favors.]

Um... A few hours. [It felt like 4340943 years, but seeing someone familiar is already relieving.] I'm glad it's not just me...

[derailer]

[Jackie looks exactly the same as Ingo remembers. Which, actually, is a little weird, seeing as he last remembers seeing him years ago. But that's not the most important thing right now, so he puts it out of his mind.]

You remember me...? Do you remember everything else from before you came here?

[He comes closer, entering the building.]

[hikikometro]

[Going further inside does wonders for Jackie, who starts looking better pretty much immediately. (It's no Gear Station, but any port in a storm!!!!!)]

Huh? Am I not supposed to? [Honey you got a big storm coming.] With all due respect you're a pretty unforgettable figure, Boss.

[derailer]

I am flattered, and relieved to hear it, but I mean to say that I lost my memories while traveling this way before. I would not be offended if you did not remember me, under those circumstances.

[hikikometro]

[HWUUUHHHHHH

Jackie gapes, kind of rudely, but in his defense he just got told some Wild Shit. He has a lot of questions... and concerns???????!!!!!!!!!! and questions?!?!?!?!?!?! But this is already such a distressing concept that's he's not sure what to even say. Dear Ask A Manager: how do i talk to my boss about wormhole trauma

After making several faces thinking it through, Jackie finally chokes out:]

A-all of that to explain you wouldn't be offended? You're so polite....

[Guess Ingo is the same Ingo, even after All That.]

[derailer]

[Ingo is flustered, taken aback by this level of surprise. Yeah it was a heavy thing to reference, but, surely everyone in Gear Station of all places knows about what happened, right?! It's not like he was dropping a bomb out of nowhere! He didn't come back to work yet, but he emailed them! He talked on the phone! He made a press statement or two!!]

You—well—I thought that perhaps... you would have heard about it already! D-Did Agent Cloud not convey the updates?! I was going to be coming back to work very shortly!