route_1065 | Operation: Express Car; [train plot log]

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.

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[And whimpering as he may be, Poochiko tears off his collar and tosses it with his mouth. It lands next to Yayoi...

There's an Everstone on it. Sure enough, a familiar glow fills the car. Poochiko's still got this. In seconds, he's too big for the Arbok to wrap around that same way, and he's got the snake pinned to the ground.]

[... holy crap]

[She's torn between whipping around to look at the source of the voice and at the now-evolved Poochiko- Yayoi tries to stand up, but she collapses again, coughing even more harshly, holding onto Iori for dear life as she tries calling out to Poochiko's trainer]

Hi... ki...!

Iori! Get Yayoi out of there, keep goin'! There's still more back here!

[She's not moving from her spot, because she doesn't want Yayoi to see how badly her leg is torn up. Instead, Takane's Clefairy and her Golbat move in to take care of the Rocket Grunt while Poochiko is distracted beating the crap out of an Arbok.]

That's an order! I'll catch up soon, Yayoi!

--! ----!!

[Yayoi's shaking her head- she's not leaving you behind, Hibiki! Instead, the younger idol releases her Farfetch'd, sending it winging back to Poochiko to double-team that Arbok.]

[For her part, the Kingler starts advancing, slowly going over the fainted bodies of the Pokemon she'd fought, dragging Yayoi with her.]

[No, Yayoi, don't make her do this. Makoto's still fighting to protect Haruka, a-and...]

I'll be right behind you! I promise, I'll do everything I can to catch up!

[There's an explosion behind her, no doubt part of some Pokémon battle. The smoke makes her cough. With the grunt subdued, Takane heads back into the fray, politely bowing at Yayoi before disappearing behind Hibiki.]

And if I can't...take Gumi with you! He's strong for a Golbat, I promise.

[Yayoi shakes her head again, looking almost in tears as the Kingler inexorably drags her forward- the idol isn't NEARLY strong enough to resist, not as damaged by the poison as she is; she doesn't WANT Gumi, she's still reaching back for Hibiki-]

-lease... ca--h up! Pr... -m-se...!!

I promise...I promise I'll do everything I can to catch up, Yayoi! Gumi, take care of her until I get there!

[The Golbat swoops in mid-air, torn between going to Hibiki who is now crying again, and going after Yayoi...but an order is an order. He slowly follows after Yayoi and Iori as they move to the next car.]

Just be safe, okay?! Iori, Gumi, I'm counting you both!

[The only possible blessing that comes from this, something that might have made this a LOT harder for Hibiki, is that the car isn't filled with Yayoi's crying, due to the loss of her voice.]

[The sight of Yayoi silently crying as she's being taken away by her Pokemon, with barely enough strength left to wipe at her tears, probably isn't much better, though...]

[It's only better that Yayoi can't see that Hibiki is crying as she moves further away. She doesn't want to see her like that, though, and she hurriedly wipes her tears away and holds a hand out to nothing.]

I-If Haruka was here...! Yayoi, give me your hand! I can't do it alone, okay? I'll say it loud enough for both of us!

[She yells at the top of her lungs, and waits for Yayoi to extend her hand as well.]

7...765 Pro! Fight!

[Yayoi hears THAT, sure enough, and she wipes her tears too- before she moves out of sight, she raises an arm, her hand curled into a fist, and she mouths:]

765 PRO
FIGHT

It'll be alright!

[And she doesn't look away, not until Yayoi is out of sight.]

[And there's a moment of pause. That was really hard to do. Hopefully, she raised Yayoi's tension to the right level...!]

[And, though Yayoi will never know, this is where Hibiki will go down. Slowly, using Poochiko for help, she makes her way to the end of the train car herself. Her other Pokémon take out what Iori didn't. When she's there, she slams the door shut and turns back to the Rockets that are behind her. She's not let anyone go after Yayoi.]

Takane...Santa-san...Poochiko...Furromaru...Starsae...Scallion-san...no one's gonna pass, got it?

[The Farfetch'd quacks defiantly, swinging his leek fast enough to make an audible whip-crack.]

[It's on now.]

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