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

[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.

[infinitegrin]

[Silly Lommy, Basculin aren't tuna! As promised, Emmet pays for the both of them, also buying them bottled sodas.]

You get a free apple with your meal, here.

[50shadesofnpc]

[WHAT ARE FISH, WE JUST DON'T KNOW]

Oh, sweet. That's cool. [Hooray for a better-rounded meal!

so do they sit and wait for their sandwiches, or do they stand...]

[infinitegrin]

[They make the sandwiches fresh, heat them in an oven, then present them on a cafeteria tray! It's so hipster it hurts.

But the food's good, that's the important part. Emmet leads him to a table to sit down.]

I saw you trying new Pokémon today! What sort of Pokémon have you been exploring, lately?

[50shadesofnpc]

[Good hipster food, delicious.]

I've been trying to expand my range further. [He perks up visibly at the subject, but he's still as calm as ever. No over-the-top excitement from Hilbert....] I was off looking for a Golett for a while-- I had to search for the right one-- and then I was out training it. [So he wasn't in Nimbasa as much, recently... fairly unusual, for him.]

Hilda has one, already, so I kind of had an idea of what to do from watching her, but... my Golurk's not as destructive as hers, of course. [Heh.] I wanted to see how I could utilize its movepool in a double battle, which is what I was doing today with my older team members. I only wanted one variable at a time-- later I'll set it up with a newer partner, too, so they can get to know one another and work together better. Then maybe I can pose some kind of challenge to you, with it.

[infinitegrin]

You're always a challenge to me! And you're very skilled with Pokémon, I can't wait to see what new passengers you bring onto the line.

[50shadesofnpc]

[H-haha.... when you keep mentioning it, Emmet, it's a little embarrassing...] Thanks. I'll have the new team finished, soon, so I guess you can look forward to it.

[...] Oh, er-- by the way. Did something... happen, Emmet? When you looked at your watch earlier.... [dem scars.]

[infinitegrin]

Hmm? Oh, a purrloin in town got me. I just didn't get out of the way fast enough.

I'm fine, it wasn't that bad. The worst of it was the broken hand, and that just meant that I couldn't write with it or hold Pokéballs with it.