BECAUSE WE GIVE NEGATIVE SHITS AND LOVE SUBWAYS

[tsuntrader]

IT'S PRETTY SELF EXPLANATORY MAN

SILVER'S EXISTENCE CREATES INTERESTING PROBLEMS

SUBWAY DEPOT AGENTS ARE ALL PRECIOUS BABBIES

HILDA IS CRAZY

EMMET IS SAD

INGO IS DATING ELESA?!?!?!

AND SOMEHOW WE WILL ALL WORK IT OUT LIKE A COMPLETELY DYSFUNCTIONAL SUBWAY FAMILY

BECAUSE WE CAN

AND ENTER HILBERT

Comments

[50shadesofnpc]

Me too. [He nods.] I'll have to grab her next time I see her, but I think she's off doing stuff with someone else right now.

[...Er..] And, uh- sorry for bringing it up again, if that's a problem. [Since Emmet didn't really want to go back "there," talking about things related to it might be a kind of taboo topic.....]

[infinitegrin]

Hmm... maybe I'll explain at some point, but for now, don't worry about it. It's in the past! We're here, now, and as far as I'm concerned, everything is perfect.

[50shadesofnpc]

Alright. Good. Glad to hear that. [Good enough for him.

...] So, what's Silver like? Other than red hair. [Is he crazy like Hilda, if he battles like her?]

[infinitegrin]

He's a very strange boy. Sometimes, he's very mature and handles himself very well... sometimes, he's very child-like. He's a calm person, like Ingo, but can get as excitable as Miss Hilda. He tends to keep his distance, a lot of times. Even with Ingo and I. But that's from his poor self esteem, and other sorts of things. Even then, he is a very gentle and affectionate young man, and a good kid.

I'm proud of him!

[So proud that his speech was entirely devoid of train puns.]

[50shadesofnpc]

Sounds like a good guy. [Heh, your enthusiasm is cute, Emmet.] If he's distant, guess I'll have to do my best to get to know him... [But it's the protags who have to come up and press A on the NPCs, usually...]

[infinitegrin]

[Silver is the protag that goes through town and gets things done as quickly as possible, whereas Hilda is the one that talks to every single person and even every single trash can before moving on.]

You should! You two would be good friends. He has Miss Hilda firing him up, but he could use a calming friend, too! You can pull the brakes when Hilda charges his speed up too greatly.

[Again with the Hilda and Hilbert = Emmet and Ingo!]

[50shadesofnpc]

[E-every trash can....]

Haha... Be happy to. [He has to smile at the train language-- it's not like he and Hilda are them or anything, but...] I'll try to keep him on the.... right track.

[...pffff]

[infinitegrin]

[Hilbert you are so cute when you try to train pun.]

Hah hah! Good! I trust him in your capable hands, then, Hilbert!

[50shadesofnpc]

[H-he tried....]

Awesome. Won't let you down. [Hilbert smiles right back up at him, happy for the confidence!]

[infinitegrin]

Are you going to rechallenge the line?

[50shadesofnpc]

[Hmm.] Well, there's nothing keeping me from it. [He'll have to work something out, assuming he gets far enough to try again.] Oh, 'cept lunch is soon I guess. You'll be on lunch break or something, right?....

[He should eat, too. And he could think about how to overcome Emmet's new style while he did so...!]

[infinitegrin]

I will!

[Hang on he'll just pull his sleeve back to check his watch. Hilbert may catch glimpses of stitched scars on his arms, before Emmet shakes his sleeve back out.]

I'll be done in about 30 minutes, if you'd like to board the same schedule for lunch.

[50shadesofnpc]

[ . . . ?

What was-- ....well, Emmet was unavailable for a little bit... maybe that injury he just saw had to do with it?...]

Huh? --Oh. [Right, schedule thingy... subwayspeak is easier to understand when you're actually paying attention to it.] Yeah, sure thing. Where'll I meet you?

[infinitegrin]

We can go to the sandwich shop. You know where the Lunchbox is, right?

[50shadesofnpc]

Mm... oh, yeah. That one place. Yeah, I do. [He nods.] There, then?

[infinitegrin]

Yes! I will meet you at that station. Lunch will be my treat!

[Here, he'll ruffle your hair under that hat.]

[50shadesofnpc]

Aw-- Hey, you don't have to do that. [The paying, not the hairruffle(which earns a sheepish grin).] But sure. See you in thirty.

[infinitegrin]

I'm sure you have to use your money to raise your Pokémon! Go on, I'll meet you there.

[Off you go, shoo shoo!

Emmet will arrive at the Lunchbox, right on time.]

[50shadesofnpc]

Well, yeah, but.... [so do you...!! --okay, okay, whatever, fine, he's going he's going!

He'll be there when Emmet arrives, of course, hands in his pockets and staring into space, mind threaded into the fabric of his next plan to trumpt Emmet. He probably won't notice when Emmet shows up-- he's too busy absentmindedly watching his Audino eat the food he bought it a few minutes ago.....]

[infinitegrin]

[There's gossiping and chatting preceding Emmet's arrival - after all, it's a bit rare to see a Subway Boss outside of work! - but Emmet himself still arrives with a big grin on his face.]

Hilbert! Thanks for waiting for me! I've arrived!

[50shadesofnpc]

[...Give him a second.] --Hey. Yeah, no problem. Glad you made it.

[Audino chirps a hello as well, from her spot next to Hilbert's leg.]

[infinitegrin]

Well! Shall we?

[50shadesofnpc]

Mhmm. [Yes, let us get food! Hilbert still looks a little conflicted over getting paid for, but this time he doesn't say anything about it, at least....]

[infinitegrin]

[Seems the little gourmet restaurant recognizes Emmet fairly well! The sandwiches are just a little more expensive than fast food, but much nicer.]

Hello! I'd like a pork shoulder sandwich today, please. What would you like, Hilbert?

[50shadesofnpc]

Uh... [whoa, they even have PB&J... is it a fancy PB&J?...]

A... tuna melt. [Yeah, that sounds good! is it a basculin melt though] Thanks.