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]

["Then it's decided!" Elesa chuckles. Emmet smiles, finally letting go of the hug.]

I'm going to go back and wait for Ingo to wake up... can you guys go see what's going on at Gear Station?

[50shadesofnpc]

[Welp. Guess he's got a question to propose to his mom.]

Yeah, whatever you want. [He can do that. Unless it's just for Silver and/or Elesa.]

[tsuntrader]

Of course. [It's a mission. It's something important, and if Emmet needs him, he... will actually have his Pokégear on this time.]

[infinitegrin]

[C'mere, Silver. Emmet pulls Silver closer with his good hand and gives his kid a smooch on the top of the head.]

Thanks. I'll call you when Ingo wakes up, so you can talk to him.

[tsuntrader]

Alright.

[And with that, c'mon Hilbert, let's go.]

[50shadesofnpc]

[Okay. See you, Emmet. Later, Elesa. (nice to meet you?)

C'mere, Braviary. Go ahead and rest back in your Pokeball.]

[tsuntrader]

[Looks like this is a Pokémon free walk. It's dark and quiet out, too. Silver's not sure if that's calming or a reason to be tense.

But he's content to walk in silence, at least for a little while. Moving definitely helps.]

[50shadesofnpc]

[Aah, the fresh night air. He's been in that waiting room for ages....

Hilbert has his hands in his pockets, thinking to himself as he stares off into space. Hm. Should they hurry? It's four AM, but if Emmet's gonna wait by Ingo's pillow till he wakes up, they've got a while...

Come to think of it, he hasn't seen the subway at dark that much.]

Have you been around Gear Station for the night shift much?

[Kind of an outta nowhere question, but whatever.]

[tsuntrader]

[He faded off into his own thoughts for a while, but Hilbert's question snaps him back into reality. The night shift...?]

Pretty sure I've never been around for it. I'm there when Ingo and Emmet are.

[50shadesofnpc]

[Oh yeah, that makes sense.]

It's pretty different than in the daytime. Less busy.

[...] Though I guess it'll still be different from usual night hours, when we get there.

[tsuntrader]

[...Nod. That makes a lot of sense, but- hopefully it's not chaotic.]

[50shadesofnpc]

[Hopefully not. Guess they'll find out when they get there....!

(it is, perhaps, not exactly chaotic, at four in the morning; but it will certainly be a stressed atmosphere...)]

[passthestation]

[One particular ball of writhing, black hatred ray of sunshine is Ramses, who's basically acting as security. He's at the head of the Gear Station, giving merciless glares to news journalists and telling them to leave and get their precious stories later.]

[tsuntrader]

[...It takes about half a second for that to get a rise out of Silver, but he has the self control to stay composed.

Instead, he walks up to Ramses- but not before shoving a journalist out of the way which gives him some petty sense of satisfaction among the events that took place today. He's not entirely sure what to say just yet, so he'll gauge his reaction to his presence first, unless Hilbert has something to add.]

[50shadesofnpc]

[Still? they're still there?? Dedicated bunch. Sorry, guys. you gotta go home.

Hilbert ambles into view behind Silver. Yo, Ramses. You look exactly like you sounded on the X-Transceiver.]

[passthestation]

[Ramses glares death at the journalists until they finally concede and leave, at which point Ramses lets out a tired, extremely frustrated sigh.]

The woman that tried to stab Emmet, but ended up stabbing Ingo, was a woman who had been on watch for mental instability. She's got some severe mental problem, to the point of paranoid hallucinations. She tried to quit her medication cold-turkey, or so her story goes.

Emmet broke her jaw, and I'm sure I damaged her neck when I pinned her, but what's most important is that she's getting locked up before she hurts anyone else.

[tsuntrader]

[...She's still alive? How was she not killed in self-defense? What-

Locked up...]

And you've been hounded by people that want to throw this on the news. [Move on. Move onto something else.]

[50shadesofnpc]

I see. [Hilbert nods, understanding. Mental instability, was it... well, it was out of nowhere. But that makes it hard to protect against other attacks.] Bummer that they lasted until this late.

[Now that the reporters're gone, though, can they all go inside?...]

[passthestation]

It's the price of fame.

[Ramses opens the doors for them, ushering them in quickly enough.]

No one's given them any details, so they were persistent.

[tsuntrader]

I'm throwing the next one I see into the nearest river.

[50shadesofnpc]

They're pretty stubborn... [They're just trying to do their jobs like the rest of us, though. It just happens to be a nosy one.

Without the reporters in the way, however, they can finally get let in, thank goodness. Well-- it's certainly quieter in here.... yep. Tense.

Guess they're heading to the offices.]

[passthestation]

[Sure are! There's bound to be a couple Depot Agents here, at least.]

Hey. The word is that Boss Ingo's going to make it, but the Battle Subway's closed.

[tsuntrader]

Unless we can somehow magically come up with some way to cover for both of them, there's now way the Battle Subway is running.

[Subbing for one of them is one thing, but like hell if either of his dads are going to worry about the Battle Subway for a second.]

[pickaroad]

[Isadore looks up from putting his jacket over a sleeping Jackie when they enter, looking immediately less worn out with the announcement.]

Aah. That's a relief, for Boss...

[gohome]

[Cloud's worry is less obviously assuaged, but he slows down his furious paperwork, at least.]

Makes sense. Wouldn't want anything going on that might distract them.