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route_10652012-12-04 10:51 pm
likewatson) wrote in route_10652012-12-04 10:51 pm
i'm on my way
Who: Harry Truman, Carmen Sandiego, Dale Cooper, and Albert Rosenfield
Where: Cherrygrove, en route to and eventually in Saffron
When: The morning of December 5 and the afternoon of December 8
Summary: Carmen picks up Harry for a Great Reunion back at the Justice Farm.
Rating: PG
Log:
The estimate had been three days, and that was almost exactly how long it took Harry and Waldo—and later, Henry—to reach Cherrygrove. It was nice enough, as far as hikes go; the weather was accommodating, if not almost nice, and his first wild Pokémon encounter wasn't a complete disaster thanks to the fact that he parked under a tree not long after leaving New Bark Town and read his Handbook cover to cover. Even Waldo handled it well. In the end, when the little Sentret fainted, Harry felt something almost resembling pride.
...except that feeling immediately churned over to guilt, so out came a PokéBall, and that's how Harry met Henry.
Unfortunately, it wasn't all fun and adventure. Exciting as the journey was—and wow, did Harry take some notes—the whole scene was tainted by a shade of worry that made the sunlight a little less bright, the sky a duller shade of blue. Something was wrong with Cooper, that much was clear, and the fact that it was coming from three different sides made it all the more concerning. Harry would have been worried enough, just going on Albert's little hints that something was up, but no—Harry had to get confirmation from Coop himself, only to have it further, if subtly, confirmed by Carmen shortly after. Carmen, Coop's girlfriend.
The thought was enough to make Harry stop in his tracks a few times and run a hand over his face. Sure, it was easy to get lost in all the newness around him, forget about all the weird time differences, the things he'd missed—but then he'd remember just as suddenly and would wonder, with a small itch of anxiety, whether or not he was ready for all that seemed to be hovering just over his head. Hovering and waiting to fall, just as soon as Harry found his way to the others.
But then he'd spotted Cherrygrove in the not-too-far distance and realized his time for worrying was up.
*
It's morning when Harry leaves the PokéCenter, all clean and fed and dressed in his dapper new clothes. On his way out, he asked the nurse why in the heck he had a suit in his bag in the first place, but she'd just blushed and giggled and looked away.
He feels a little nervous, truth be told. It's one thing to meet Carmen. It's another to meet Carmen so he can fly to God knows where on the back of a thing (and yeah, he still hasn't been able to picture that one in his mind at all). But to meet Carmen so he can fly to God knows where on the back of a thing so he can meet up with Cooper and Albert with all this mystery surrounding everything? That's a little too much, even for him. Even coming from Twin Peaks, that's a bit much.
It has to happen eventually, though, and he'd rather have it happen sooner than later. He doesn't want to be here on his own for long.
And, judging by the time displayed on his watch, he won't be.
Where: Cherrygrove, en route to and eventually in Saffron
When: The morning of December 5 and the afternoon of December 8
Summary: Carmen picks up Harry for a Great Reunion back at the Justice Farm.
Rating: PG
Log:
The estimate had been three days, and that was almost exactly how long it took Harry and Waldo—and later, Henry—to reach Cherrygrove. It was nice enough, as far as hikes go; the weather was accommodating, if not almost nice, and his first wild Pokémon encounter wasn't a complete disaster thanks to the fact that he parked under a tree not long after leaving New Bark Town and read his Handbook cover to cover. Even Waldo handled it well. In the end, when the little Sentret fainted, Harry felt something almost resembling pride.
...except that feeling immediately churned over to guilt, so out came a PokéBall, and that's how Harry met Henry.
Unfortunately, it wasn't all fun and adventure. Exciting as the journey was—and wow, did Harry take some notes—the whole scene was tainted by a shade of worry that made the sunlight a little less bright, the sky a duller shade of blue. Something was wrong with Cooper, that much was clear, and the fact that it was coming from three different sides made it all the more concerning. Harry would have been worried enough, just going on Albert's little hints that something was up, but no—Harry had to get confirmation from Coop himself, only to have it further, if subtly, confirmed by Carmen shortly after. Carmen, Coop's girlfriend.
The thought was enough to make Harry stop in his tracks a few times and run a hand over his face. Sure, it was easy to get lost in all the newness around him, forget about all the weird time differences, the things he'd missed—but then he'd remember just as suddenly and would wonder, with a small itch of anxiety, whether or not he was ready for all that seemed to be hovering just over his head. Hovering and waiting to fall, just as soon as Harry found his way to the others.
But then he'd spotted Cherrygrove in the not-too-far distance and realized his time for worrying was up.
It's morning when Harry leaves the PokéCenter, all clean and fed and dressed in his dapper new clothes. On his way out, he asked the nurse why in the heck he had a suit in his bag in the first place, but she'd just blushed and giggled and looked away.
He feels a little nervous, truth be told. It's one thing to meet Carmen. It's another to meet Carmen so he can fly to God knows where on the back of a thing (and yeah, he still hasn't been able to picture that one in his mind at all). But to meet Carmen so he can fly to God knows where on the back of a thing so he can meet up with Cooper and Albert with all this mystery surrounding everything? That's a little too much, even for him. Even coming from Twin Peaks, that's a bit much.
It has to happen eventually, though, and he'd rather have it happen sooner than later. He doesn't want to be here on his own for long.
And, judging by the time displayed on his watch, he won't be.
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I don't know how much he told you about what went on back home, but Coop showed up in Twin Peaks about a month ago—that's February, 1989—to help figure out who killed Laura Palmer. In the process, he uncovered just about every skeleton in every closet in town, and after three days of hiking and thinking, I've come to the conclusion that he made a real mess of things.
So when I sit back now and think about what I just left behind—
[He presses his lips together, unsure of where this is headed. Only one way to find out.]
I'm no expert on Dale Cooper—hell, I doubt anyone is—but I've seen his quirks, taken part in his little experiments, watched him do his thing. And more than I'm worried about what's going to happen in Twin Peaks with me gone, I'm worried about what's been happening to him here. Between you, Albert, and Coop, I know something's up. It doesn't take a detective to see that.
So yeah, I'm in a hurry.
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(Almost, because there's a touch of jealousy to it, too.)
A hint of a frown pulls at the corners of her lips, too, and when he finishes, she lets a moment of silence pass between them so that the emphasis of the statements have a chance to properly sink in before she tries to answer.]
More likely than not, no one's told you because it's not something we wanted to broadcast over the Gear network. At least, that's why I didn't; there are ways of making it more secure, but the only way of being certain is not to say anything in the first place. Albert...he would've been protecting Cooper. And Cooper...he would've hid it, because that's what he does.
[She says it calmly, with the authority of someone who knows, but there's no superiority in it. Just a twinge of something rather akin to melancholy.]
Something happened, about a week before you arrived. Don't ask me to try to explain it right now; it's too long of a story to get involved in when we've still got things to do today. But something... [She pauses, lips tightening.] Something wanted to make him suffer. And it succeeded.
[Gradually, that tightness turns to a wry smile.]
It seems like every time he's at his worst, one of you comes along to help lift him up again. The distance doesn't matter to me because I would've flown three times as far to get you, if bringing you back would mean it would do him even a tiny bit of good. I'm as worried as you are, Sheriff. I just hope that with all of us working together, we'll be able to do something about it.
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He doesn't want to try to speak with authority about someone he's only known for a month, but for all the things Dale Cooper tries to keep hidden, he sure shows an awful lot. Whether or not that's intentional, Harry can't say.
Something about the prospect of working as a team to pull Cooper from whatever mess he's found himself in this time makes Harry feel considerably better. It's obvious Carmen cares for him, and Albert—well. Harry could never quite gauge Albert and Coop's relationship the way he would have liked, but hearing it from Carmen... yeah, he can see that. And it explains a thing or two.]
We will.
[And that's not a maybe, not a we'll try. Harry says it with absolute confidence. They will.]