...because it's fun, and it's simple, and it's there.

[centrifuged]

[The lake is quiet today - several months since it arrived, actually, and there's no sign of it fading. The Ferris wheel, too, is still present; N's interest in this area, if anywhere, is usually drawn there. But it's the middle of March, and the days are getting warmer; he sees no harm in exploring the rest of the area

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[tsuuuun]

[...Yeah give him a minute here because seriously what are you doing]

[centrifuged]

[Well. At the moment he's reaching over and recovering that capsized engine over there, then studying the track for a moment before starting to take parts of it apart and rebuilding them.

...and just generally paying passersby no mind.]

[tsuuuun]

[... ... ... ... ...]

Why don't you try to see if it can climb up a piece on an upward angle? [He has never, ever, ever played with one of these in his life and... Just let him have his fun, okay? Shut up. He can be curious this one time. B-Besides, maybe he can find one of these for little Blue.]

[centrifuged]

[...!]

...Silver.

[As quickly as his attention had snapped up when he'd realized someone was talking to him, N doesn't seem ashamed of his current activities at all; Silver had simply startled him, that's all, and he seems to settle again quickly enough, studying the set before getting some of those blocks out from the box sitting just to his right.

Building, building...]

You seem better today.

[stalkerwithacap]

[... fff That is totally endearing. Let's approach]
Not making a circular one?

[centrifuged]

[...!]

Ah, Gold.

[He'll just be shaking his head a bit and going back to what he was doing, though he does offer a smile first for the sake of acknowledging Gold's presence.]

Not for now, anyway, though perhaps it'll end up like that. I like to see what can be done with it first.

[stalkerwithacap]

[peering at the track] That thing is awesome though, those I had as a kid wouldn't run unless it was closed. Something with the current went through I think?
[He's smart, but don't ask too much academic knowledge out of him, this guy dropped school at thirteen]

[centrifuged]

[While N has what Father has taught him - though N is fortunate in that regard, as Father has always valued intellect.]

Yes, that would make sense - I've had some that run without the track being closed off, though I'm not entirely sure that this is one that should. But this island also seems to make things run as they probably shouldn't - the Ferris wheel hasn't had an operator since it arrived, for example.

[pikacosplay]

[ pester
>join
point out he's a manchild]

You're buildin' a train track? [One of Meghan's Pikachu peers out at it from behind her legs, expression of wonder matching her Trainer's. i-it looks so cool...!]

[centrifuged]

[...huh. The voice sounds much younger than those he's used to addressing him on this island; he's met a couple of the children here, yes, but not nearly enough for him to really know what to...say to them. The most he's really figured out is that they are small and easily made unhappy, so being gentle with them in all ways that one can be gentle with them is probably best -

Oh. Well. Are...are you dressed like a Pokemon? That's. Well, that's new.]

Ah. Yes, I am, actually.

[Just. Staring at this outfit of yours.]

[pikacosplay]

[Yes. Yes we are. We want to be a Pikachu, and gosh darn it if we won't do everything possible to reach that goal!]

It's really cool! Can I help? Or just watch? You're really good at it! [She doesn't notice your apparent...fascination with her outfit just yet because hello awesome train track.]

[centrifuged]

[Speaking of Pikachu, you seem to have one there - hello - and...oh, you're asking him something...

Normally he might have looked at you a bit strangely, there, but right now you are fascinating enough for him to not worry about exactly who you are, the fact that you seem to have modeled yourself after that pokemon you have with you is...really interesting, actually.]

...you can help, if you'd like.

because exiteable foxes are wonderful convo starters

[lunardancing]

[ o-oh my what is that wonderful moving thing

I hope you aren't on a strict schedule, N, because that train is getting pounced on by a small, eager Vulpix. ]

...actually, considering whom you're starting the convo with...

[centrifuged]

[...!

Really, even if he was on a strict schedule, N is more than okay with this particular delay. is this a little fire fox yes it is where did you come from - ]

Well, hello there.

it's like a little boy with a puppy

[lunardancing]

[ For a minute, those fluffy little tails wag in the air and she just investigates the train for all she's worth. What is this why was it moving it's so tiny--

And then N speaks, her head whips around and Fira has no qualms with bouncing over to say hello at less of a distance. ]

[centrifuged]

[oh

oh it's

it's so cute oh god

...a-are you okay with pettings

because if you are, you are getting so many pettings]

[arewedeadinside]

[A continuing observation of the island seems to be in order today, as Fakir really hasn't seen much of the place. It's quite unusual in itself, but what about the specific par--

...There is a man over there playing...with what appears to be toys you find in a Kindergarden Room. Or was it First Grade? Fakir didn't know, but needless to say it perplexed him to the biggest degree. just how on earth could one get such amusement from these toys?

Either way, Fakir will approach near the end of the track to look at the train. The track itself is long...but...]

Isn't the track supposed to be connected at the end? [A certain Emolga who took refuge in the scarf Fakir is wearing will come out, landing on the ground to look at the train oddly. ...How strange. But cool! Can we play? :D]

[centrifuged]

[...Cheren.

N has interacted very little with Cheren back in his world; he knows that Cheren is brash, often to the point of rudeness, that he thinks N talks too fast, that he raises his Pokemon for power - and while those first two are minor slights that N is more than willing to shrug off, the last...

Regardless, he tempers his speech, though his words still have that odd, rushed sound - just trying to get them out there while he can still remain polite, really.]

It will be eventually.

[...and then his attention will promptly be drawn toward that Emolga. Hello, you!]

[arewedeadinside]

[How odd...Fakir's brow raises at the seemingly rushed sort of tone but he shrugs it off. Shy? Perhaps...]

Do you have all of the parts needed to finish? You wouldn't want to underestimate the length of the supplies you have, over what you plan to make.

[He'll continue to observe what has been made thus far, adjusting his glasses. Nanao will freely scuttle over near N with a smile!]

Hiya there. I'm Nanao! Who are you, mister? [The little flying squirrel will tilt her head a bit with a laugh.]

[centrifuged]

[N offers a soft, generally noncommittal noise toward the trainer, though it is coupled with a bit of a curt nod both in acknowledgment and answer. His attention, for now, remains fixed on Nanao.]

Nanao, is it...? My name is N; it's good to meet you.