unkinder | ☆ 001 | Goldenrod City

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☆ 001 | Goldenrod City | Action

[A figure awakens with a start, the world blurry and unintelligible in the gloom as he- for a brief moment of panic- expects to feel the weight of thousands of pounds of rubble crushing him. A sharp gasp of air proves to him that he's not underwater either, at least, so where....

...

He blinks hard a few more times before he can fully make out the image of a Pikachu perched on his chest, nose just inches from his and twitching curiously as it sniffs him, red cheeks glowing and forming a very strange picture for Nagi to be looking at, even with the room being otherwise fairly illuminated.

And with that he's suddenly sitting up and now he's on his feet, effectively causing the Pikachu to tumble off of him and onto the bed with a dull squeak of surprise. He gives the room a quick once over, realizing after a moment that his breathing has grown erratic to the point where it's making his chest hurt, and he has to make a conscious effort to calm himself down to take stock of where he is. His gaze falls onto a Pokéball lying on a table nearby, sitting minimized next to a PokéGear. He doesn't make a move for either, instead just staring at them for a long moment before stiffening when he feels something brush up against his side.

Nagi abandons the objects and sudden Pikachu besides, turning quickly on his heel to make for the exit. If anyone happens to be around the base he ignores them in favor of getting out of this unfamiliar building, out to something that he might be able to pick out as fami-

...oh. That's music he's hearing, familiar but distant, and no less burned into his brain from who knows how many hours of mind-numbing game play. Eventually Nagi wanders from the building altogether, not exactly right out in the open, but not in the shadows between buildings either. He's lost and confused more than anything, clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides in the attempt to keep himself focused and together enough to try to think. This has to be a dream, there's no way this could be possible, and yet there's that damn Pikachu chasing him for all it's worth, every bound punctuated with a soft Pi, Pi, Pi.

Nagi stops walking, turning his gaze up to the Pokémon Center he's somehow ended up near. Get yourself lost in a town, first thing you do is look for that red roof. Over his shoulder, a Game Corner, as well as the Pikachu that has planted itself at Nagi's feet, panting a little to catch a breath before unceremoniously grabbing Nagi's pant-leg and scaling him, up and up until he's perched on his shoulder. He ignores it in favor of....well, just staring up at that building, looking a whole heck of a lot like he's forgotten how to breathe for the moment.]

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Well this is going to be a problem, isn't it? NAGI IS UNSURE IF HE CAN OUT ELIPSIS YOU BUT HE IS GOING TO... TRY...

He waits, but when he notices that Kirigiri hasn't moved an inch, his gaze flicks back over to her.]

...

[...]

Is that all?

[Not exactly "I would like you to leave now please thanks", but.]

Is it?

[You are the one that's lost here, bro.]

[....Is it Nagi?]

...These Gears have maps and Pokedexes on them, I assume. Do they have anything else?

[APPARENTLY WE ARE NOT DONE, and honestly this is something he could have easily figured out on his own later, but it was the first thing to come to mind to say.]

Most people use them as a means of communicating with a large number of the other trainers in the regions. It's something like the internet.

[...Well now you have his attention.]

How varied are the means of communication?

[Are we talking text only, or.]

Fairly so. Each Gear comes equipped with a built-in camera and a microphone, along with a means of typing.

[She reaches for her own, drawing it out so she can point out the aforementioned features one by one.]

So, the interconnected network supports texted correspondence, audio, static images, and live video.

[.......Hoooooooooooly crap.]

I see.

[Well at least pretend to be impressed, dang.

Regardless, that's information that calms Nagi's nerves somewhat. Also a bit of technology that he will certainly not mind dissecting later.

...Though he can't help but ask.]

Everyone just...receives one of these?

[Like, for free and everything? Don't get him wrong, he's not giving his back, but...you'd think something this highly advanced would be reserved for certain circles only.

...and now he's watching you curiously because Kirigiri are you part of a circle he should know about.]

That's correct. Also, should something happen to the one you've been given, replacements are available in there.

[She motions to the Pokemon Center.]

They're free of charge. Staying connected with others on the network is an ability of some importance here, it seems.

[Nagi almost says something to that, but thinks better of it and remains silent. He would be convinced that she's either just teasing our outright lying, if he hadn't remembered that this is apparently some sort of amalgamation of a child's video game and the regular world, wherein this sort of logic is the norm.

....right then. That's...handy, if nothing else.

But suddenly we have run out of things to say, and while Nagi does attempt to fall into silence again in the hopes that Kirigiri will just leave finally, his gaze turns to that Espeon in the midst of the silence. He hadn't actually looked all that close when she showed up, but...

...

Oh my God what is that even.]

...

What Pokémon is that?

[She glances over, and — ah. Well, yes, she supposes it is a little weird, isn't it. Being...green and sparkly, and all.]

It's an Espeon. The Psychic evolution of Eevee.

[...]

They're not usually green. That one is...an oddity of sorts.

[It's funny that Kirigiri brings that up; if she hadn't, he would have just assumed that all Espeons were green.

But hold on a moment we need to go back a bit-]

Eevee only has three evolutions. Jolteon, Flareon, and Vaporeon.

[Nobody told him there was a Psychic one.]

[...Son, do not make her go get the horde, she lives with over twenty-eight of them.

SHE IS WELL AWARE OF HOW MANY EVOLUTIONS THERE ARE.]

There are seven. Flareon, Vaporeon, Jolteon, Espeon, Umbreon, Leafeon, and Glaceon. Fire, Water, Electric, Psychic, Dark, Grass, and Ice.

[It's really sad how easily she can just rattle those off by now.]

[...BUT....BUT THAT'S WRONG??]

...no, there aren't.

[Says Nagi as he stares at the green, sparkly Espeon.

And suddenly Nagi is feeling almost offended, considering the fact that he knows- he knows- there are only 151 Pokemon to begin with. He knows the rap and everything, he's not five.]

There are 151 Pokémon. That isn't possible.

...

If that's the case, why don't you ask Nurse Joy?

[She motions to the center again.]

[...

YOU KNOW WHAT.

Nagi looks away from the Espeon long enough to look back over at Kirigiri, a bit taken off guard by her suggestion.

And then, without another word, Nagi steps away and into the Pokemon Center, his hands still balled into fists at his sides as he goes. While inside he finds himself tempted to just ignore that suggestion and go straight to one of the PCs, but with nothing but empty boxes that's not really going to help him any, is it?

So he's gone for a few moments, but before long the doors open back up and Nagi steps back out, rather stiffly. His expression is still set, mostly, if it weren't for the fact that he's blushing up to his ears now.]

...how many are there?

[And he's not talking about Eeveelutions.]

[She's still just kind of standing there, largely impassive the same way that Nagi is, but looking slightly more amused because naturally it's always nice to be right.]

Over six hundred. The exact figure is difficult to confirm, I think on account of the legendary Pokemon that are so rarely sighted, with even less information known about them.

[Uuuuugh.]

...I see.

[That also explains the different region with different towns to boot, then.

For a long time after that Nagi says nothing, considering this new information for a moment. Of all the things to be worried about, the Pokemon suddenly take top priority.

Which brings him back to Espeon, whom he looks back over toward.]

...Why is this Pokémon any different than any other?

Ah. It's what they call a "shiny" — a genetic mutation in the breed, which causes it to be born a different color than the norm.

[...]

As far as anyone knows, the unusual coloration is the only difference; they don't seem to suffer any other side effects from it at all.

[Okay, he's not going to lie, that's pretty cool. A stat boost would have been nice, but you know.]

And it's uncommon?

That's correct. I'm not sure if one has ever been discovered in the wild; most of the ones I know of are the result of an egg that hatched unusually.

[He's really trying not to ask a million questions here, but he's on a roll now. This is more talking than he's done in a while, honestly.]

Any egg can produce a shiny? Is it just...by chance?

...That's something you should ask at the Breeding Center. It's one of the businesses located here in the city; they likely have more expertise than anyone in the nature of eggs.

[... :|a ]

They also support newly-arrived trainers by giving them a free egg to hatch, if that trainers asks for one within the first month of their arrival.

[Since Nagi has no intentions of going back to that building and actually staying there, it's good to know that there seems to be plenty right here to keep him occupied. ....as if the fact of him being here wasn't enough.]

I will keep that in mind.

[And hopefully not just immediately acquire an Eevee egg no questions asked because gosh darnit that Espeon tho.]

Take this street all the way down, then turn left. It's a large building.

[A thing she knows because she lives next door, obviously.]

...

Is that all?

[Nagi nods, turning his gaze to said street briefly for a moment before looking back at Kirigiri.]

That's all.

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