usedlaserbeam | 005 | Goldenrod City

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005 | Goldenrod City | Video / Action;

[What's one of the biggest perks of having a regular job? Why, the disposable income, of course. And today it seems Yagyuu has seen fit to put it to use, as he is currently walking through the streets of Goldenrod City, pausing to look in store windows and evidently doing a fair amount of window shopping while he's at it. He's got what's probably a shopping list in his hand, as well; at least, it's a piece of paper he's carrying with him and referencing every so often, and occasionally making marks on with a pencil.

After a few minutes of candid camera, though, he glances down and retrieves his Gear, moving to activate it—and looking only mildly surprised when he discovers it's already on.]

Well, that saves me a certain amount of effort, at least. [He lightly clears his throat.] Provided it's not too much trouble, if any long-term residents of Goldenrod City would be willing to offer their expertise in a certain matter, I'd greatly appreciate any recommendations toward reputable stores with a wide availability of home decorations and furnishings. Preferably not of the Pokemon-themed variety, if at all possible. I've found a few promising establishments of my own, but in a city this large, there's always the potential to overlook available options, so I'd be grateful for any assistance.

[And with a polite, almost friendly smile, he nods in affirmation and then switches the feed off.]

~
Delivered to Midori Komaki: one plush Eevee toy, with attached note:

As I recall, Eevees are the cutest Pokemon ever, Komaki-san; please accept this one as a small token of gratitude for assisting Kirihara-kun in his time of need.

Delivered to Minnie Mouse: one hair clip, with attached note:

I greatly enjoyed your story, Minnie-san; please accept this small gift in return for an exceedingly pleasant conversation.

Delivered to Rise Kujikawa: one roll of pink grip tape, with attached note:

For next time.

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[ and Rise grants him a little, equally obliging scratch. ]

An Absol, right? He's beautiful.

My starter.

[Which earns him a unique place in the roster, even if it's true he's not the favorite. Fortunately, Phantom likes Lady enough that he doesn't mind playing second fiddle to her in Yagyuu's attentions.]

He's coming along well, though he could do to be stronger.

I'm not much of a battler, but if you ever want a match, I'd be happy to help out.

That's generous of you, thank you.

[Also, fostering Phantom's inferiority complex is always a good way of making sure he continues to work his hardest. So. Ulterior motive.]

Shall we go?

Yep! First one's only a block and a half off, behind that family restaurant. [ and she'll take point.

Without dragging him. ~~For now.~~ ]

[And along they go, at as brisk a pace as she sets.]

I take it you have plans for later in the day, then?

Training and practice, mostly, but I was planning on some house shopping too, so this worked out pretty nicely!

[ it's a somewhat brisk pace; Rise doesn't really meander unless she's by herself. ]

Ah, you're meeting Yukimura-kun? Tell him I said hello, when you see him.

[Because training and practice--naturally his mind goes first to tennis.]

-- After the other practice.

Ah, I see.

[You people and your lives outside of tennis.]

I might be away from work right now, but I really don't want to get rusty while I'm here. I'd have a hard time explaining that one.

[ yes, yes, idol duty calls. ]

After more than a year away from it, that only seems sensible. A month or two might be one thing, but a year or more is certainly another.

[ and she suppresses a wince. It's still not the happiest thing to think about. ]

Right... so I've got to keep it up.

[Oh, so that struck a chord. And an unintentional one, for once--but still, perhaps, worth poking. Gently. At length.]

It's only natural to want to hold on to things like that. Especially while displaced like this.

[ "doing something is better than doing nothing except thinking about it"... is what she doesn't say. Really, Rise doesn't even look the slightest bit pensive now; she's still going at the pace she set, almost gaily. ]

And, you know, I don't want my manager on my case when I do go back.

You know, if it's true you return to the exact moment you left, it may be that you'll suffer no loss of skills whatsoever. It's entirely possible that neither you nor anyone else will ever know the difference.

So you'd lose all the time you got here, too...

It's a theory, at least.

It makes sense... even if you forget, there's no way you wouldn't notice if something was different about you.

Or that others wouldn't notice the change. I arrived several months after most of my teammates and yet I couldn't tell you they'd been gone even a minute. Which means they either all have remarkable poker faces-- [And yet one of them is Akaya; not likely] --or the theory holds up.

But then there's something else that's pretty weird, too.

Is there? And that is?

When people come back. Most of 'em don't remember, but sometimes, they do and they're back to the way they were when they left... so if that theory holds, and they actually go back to that exact minute when they leave, they just... get that lost time back when they show up again? Plus the time they got from being back home. And why is it that only some of them remember?

That's not so difficult to unravel. Bringing us here would require some sort of mechanism, wouldn't it? Then perhaps it's as simple as stripping us of the memories we created here upon our departure, and re-encoding them into us in the event that we arrive again. Or a fortunate few of us, as the case may be.

Ugh... and it's not even as random as dragging a bunch of people, either. Not to mention how it's happening, or what's doing it.

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