Operation: Express Car; [train plot log]

[these_balls]

Who: Everyone who wants to participate!
Where: Goldenrod City, the Magnet Train, Saffron City.
When: November 23rd, 11AM-5PM
Summary: Heist on the Magnet Train!
Rating: Might go up to PG-13, possibly R if exceptional violence of swearing occurs.
Log:

They've spent the last few days preparing. He wasn't sure at first, how this was going to turn out, but the Team is confident. They are confident and now he, Archer, is also confident. He has no reason to expect failure; he tells himself, even if they fail, this will cement them back in the public eye. A threat again. It makes his collar hot to think.

He reviews the plans again, Petrel's notes and schematics, engineering details. Phase 2 will be the most delicate, but he's confident in the abilities of the recruits. The aliens, the outsiders, are strange, but useful. They have skills no other Grunt would possess. Archer recognizes he has been given a tool, and only a fool would fail to use it.

At 9:30AM on November 23rd, Archer sends a message through the Rocket Network. It is short, and simple, and jubilant.

Operation: Express Car START

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It's a nice day out, considering. Cold, yes, but the kind of cold that buries itself deep in the lungs and blows the mind into crisp clarity. Cheeks are red, movements brisk to retain heat, and around Goldenrod's white-dusted Magnet Train station, the energy is thick enough to taste. People in their thick winter coats press together, some alone, some with families and friends, most with their trusted pokémon. The larger creatures are returned to their balls, tragically fated to miss the voyage, while smaller breeds are held in their trainers' arms or scurrying around their ankles.

The station attendants are supervising while customers pass through, touching the microchipped Rail Pass to the card readers and moving in slow, sluggish trails through the gates. There is no shoving; the atmosphere seems too cheery for it, excitement manifesting in the form of loud, vigorous conversation. The train itself is gloriously slick, smooth and polished as a new bullet or a freshly-minted coin, humming with power. We ask our passengers to please mind their electric-types, reminds the stationmaster over the PA, as we seek to avoid any trouble or inconvenience during the ride.

Once you've passed the gate, find a seat and stow away your luggage. Relax, unwind; it's a long six hours ahead.

[[ ooc: I kindly ask that players please DO NOT POST until all the subthreads have been made. Thank you!

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Comments

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

[ She's small and petite herself, so it's easy for her to weave through a crowd, followed closely by her slightly larger-than-normal Gible, Bahamut. ]

Yeah! It's nice to see you here, too.

[paladinlost]

I'd not miss this occasion for anything in the world.

[Except, you know, the possibility to see his family again, but.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Hehe. Do you know anything about Saffron City?

[ So Excite! ]

[paladinlost]

A young man told me a long time ago that it is home to a woman with strong psychic powers. We were hoping she'd know more about our presence here.

[He doesn't quite believe that anymore, but he still hopes.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Psychic powers? Then again, there are those Psychic trainers...

[paladinlost]

Exactly. She might be particularly talented; that's why I intend to seek her out.

[Esuna nods in agreement.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Hopefully it works out for you, Cecil.

[ She nods to Esuna in greeting. Bahamut waves his tiny arms at her. ]

[paladinlost]

Thank you. I'll share any information I obtain, whether it is helpful or not.

[Esuna approaches Bahamut, looking positively gleeful. Hey, wanna explore the luggage racks?]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Thanks!

[ Gaaaaaaah! Bahamut jumps a bit in his spot. Will there be things to eat? Can he eat? Even though his trainer already fed him... ]

[paladinlost]

Of course, I'll also tell you about any interesting Pokémon I might find.

[Sure there will be! Her trainer always has food in his bag! ...Probably.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Right, there are more Pokemon in Kanto, too.

[ Bahamut practically zooms in on that bag of Cecil's and jumps, jaws chomping and trying to find purchase. Xion blinks and looks down. ]

... Bahamut, what're you doing?

[paladinlost]

Perhaps even a few that we've never-

[Cecil starts staring. It's quite possibly because Esuna is now trying to open said bag.]

...It's too early for a snack, if you ask me.

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Sorry, Cecil. [ Going to try and scoop Bahamut with one arm up from the ground so he doesn't disturb Cecil. ]

[paladinlost]

It's fine. I've no doubt she encouraged it.

['She' comes back down to rest on his shoulder, sulking. It was the beginning of a great adventure!]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Hehe. We'll have time for that after, okay, Bahamut?

[ Bahamut almost looks like he's sulking, but when his trainer says that, he goes back to his jolly self. ]

[paladinlost]

I could always buy you both a snack in Saffron City, to cheer him up.

[Esuna's antennae perk up a little at that.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Would you? Thank you, Cecil.

[ Oh, oh. Bahamut likes you a lot now, Cecil. Like. A lot. ]

[paladinlost]

It'd be my pleasure. Besides, we'll have more than enough reasons to celebrate.

[Esuna nods in agreement. She likes travelling just as much as he does.]

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

More reasons?

[paladinlost]

It is a maiden voyage, after all. In my world, such an event would be enough to have a feast. If it also leads to a region none of us have ever seen...

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

A... "maiden voyage"? [ Oh, Cecil. You and your odd terms sometimes. ]

[paladinlost]

A vehicle's first journey. All engineers eagerly await this moment.

[ordalias.livejournal.com]

Oh, to see how it'll go for future travels, right?

[paladinlost]

Exactly. It also serves as proof of their talent and hard work.