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[The feed comes up on Blake outside the Violet City gym. He's holding the Gear in one hand and tossing something small in the other. Behind him his Snubbull is sitting on his Mareep, both looking proud of themselves. For his part, Blake doesn't look so thrilled.]

Hell of a loaded word, "badge."

[He catches it on the toss and holds it up to the camera.]

Look at that. Does it looks like much use to you?

[He sighs and slips it in his pocket.]

Zap the crap out of a kid's birds and get a medal that lets you fly.

You know what the worst part is? It's not until right now I realized there's anything wrong with that. I'm getting used to it.

[He starts walking aimlessly down the street, Pokemon trotting after him.]

It's baseball season, not that you'd know it here. Can't remember the last time I missed Opening Day. But hell, now it's been more than a month. Just went right by. How's it even May if you're not arresting drunk idiots on Cinco de Mayo? It's not right.

[Blake looks troubled.]

It's too easy to get caught up in this animal fighting crap and forget about the real world.

[His expression shifts toward its more familiar flinty pugnacity.]

Almost everybody here's been here longer than me. Give me some proof you haven't forgotten. Tell me something about home. Anything, I don't know, something you miss.

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Baking isn't an activity that's just for girly girls! Plenty of guys can be proficient at baking and, as a bonus, it means you have really tasty things to eat all the time.

[ She giggles. ]

Yeah. But we use swords, not rifles. I'm not even sure if those exist in the afterlife.

[blake is taking this personally]

Bullshit. There's no nuances to hating somebody. It's as simple and straightforward as you can get. Guy's an asshole.

[Blake opens his mouth to say something about everybody looking the same]

[He closes it.]

I've never heard of any.

Good to know that those damn MTV shows about idiot celebrities are a world-wide thing.

[He's going for sarcastic, but it's such a stupid, familiar thing about the real world that it comes out kind of honest.]

[Unconsciously, Blake touches his eye. The bruise cleared up a while back, but still sometimes he thinks he can feel it throb.]

You might have a point.

[mutters to himself] Wasn't even anybody I knew. Crazy bitch.

Yeah, I should shake it up and make it a plant pun or something.

_{[She wouldn't. She hates puns. But they're so addictive.]}

[He totally heard that man.]

Course I do. I've gotten a concussion from ticking off a kunoichi before alright? Girl Ninja, before you ask.

Somehow I'll live without it.

Oh, so you're dead too. You're a ghost who bakes. Sure, why not.

[She looks pretty alive to him, but when has obvious reality ever stopped anybody here?]

If you're all ghosts, what does anybody need swords for? Making people double-dead?

Yeah, if you feel like doing some false advertising. The only vegetable that should be in a taco is a couple little shreds of lettuce for the look of the thing.

[Blake is staunch about this.]

[It's nice to know Blake isn't alone in getting his ass kicked by girls.]

So there's girl child soldiers too. Fuckin' step forward for equality, there.

Girls have better refined control, usually. Lots of medics in that, though not always, yeah.

[Increasingly exasperated]

Ninja medic, how the hell does that work? Hey, this guy's got a hernia, 30cc's of ninja star will clear it right up.

I'll hold you to that.

Yeah, I have no idea how to explain it, except for that it's a shield that I learned to fight with. It's handy when you're getting shot at.

[he hopes that's good enough for Blake, expects it won't be]

Home anything would be nice. Good proper burger with fries and a soda sounds ideal about now.

[That's a hell of a system of merit there. Better not to think about what Blake's nickname might be.]

They volunteered out of the goodness of their froggy hearts? There ain't no such thing as a free amphibian.

A fighting frog's gotta be a lousy conversationalist.

[Here is where you get the face that says he thinks something is wrong with you Blake.]

More like 'oh, my teammate hurt himself, going to make sure he doesn't die from bloodloss and I'll heal him as much as possible so we can continue the mission and I can do it better when we're out of enemy territory.'

[Blake picks out the important part.] You named your dog "Dog."

Yeah, they want to fight. Some people actually act like they enjoy all this shit, even walking out through the middle of nowhere for days on end. Like it's a goddamn camping trip.

I always hated those to begin with.

He's a hound, and he's a Dark-type. The reference was too important to ignore, even if the name isn't particularly creative.

Maybe it's because of the novelty, at least at first. Who even has the time to go on nature treks these days? Shame they only get to try it after being forcibly dragged here, though.

The police here have always been inept. An attempted murder and someone skipping a job happened around the same time and both were issued the same warrant with the same severity. [ ....Yeah. That's a thing. ]

Well, it may not look impressive to you, but it's a sign you defeated the strongest pokémon in the town, so they take it rather seriously.

What?

No way, dude, tomatoes have to enter the equation at some point.

_{[Heather's no health-nut but C'MON. At least some salsa!]}

A dragon will eat whatever it wants, basically. Back home, fish is what's in best supply. Goldenrod also has a good sushi place. It's really a great city.

[Yeah, can you tell he's used to people not believing him?]

Well, they're probably not known in the west.

Yeah, even here they talk about gym leaders like that. I guess it's the same idea.

Yeah but you're remembered there. Even if in passing. Here? you up and disappear the people native to this world won't remember jack shit about you.

Getting back on the other part, circling back around to all universes are different. Years, dates, some chick was from the 1800s, etc. You're going to go kid you're nuts again, but stop and really think about it. Actually, what year are you even from.

...WHICH GUY.

Some pain in the ass I know. What's it matter?

[a second after sending the message, the implication sinks in.]

Oh no no no. Don't even fucking think it.

TOO BAD.
IT'S ALREADY BEEN FUCKING THOUGHT.
HERE'S THE REAL QUESTION THOUGH!
DO YOU ENJOY PISSING HIM OFF.

Oh. I have never heard the term before but I don't know if I would go as far as saying he wasn't around much. [John shrugs.] He just worked during the day so that's how things worked out sometimes.

[And their relationship was somewhat...strained. But he really doesn't feel like getting into that right now or really ever. Especially not with someone he just met.]

But what's your line of work? You said something about arresting people, right? So I am guessing you are a cop?

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