working at the ca-- ...subway wash

[flopfrown]

[The Battle Subway may not exist on the island, but there's still the subway car Nobori(or Ingo, either works for him) arrived in outside his house. Now that he's done being a Lampent, Nobori has, out of duty (or perhaps boredom), taken to fixing it up as best he can, which really just means upkeep

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[allyostrays]

[Cigarettes????? Wait, no, this package is empty. Pete sullenly drops the pack on the ground. It gets a judicious stomp, so it can be clearly seen as the GARBAGE THAT IT IS.]

Fuck you too, Island. [This, Nobori, is the sound of Pete flicking himself with his rubber band. SNAP SNAP SNAP.]

[flopfrown]

[Goddamn when did all these boxes get in here-- oh, someone is going through the stuff. Well. That's fine. And he's-- ...Oh, he knows that feeling of disappointment, Pete. he knows that feeling.

He emerges from the subway's open door, dropping the box he's holding onto the ground nearby.]

Frustrating, isn't it. [This frown. It is especially meaningful.]

[allyostrays]

[Finally, a kindred spirit in these terrible times of This Motherfucking Island Won't Let Me Fucking Smoke What The Fuck Is Wrong With This Fucking Place I Motherfucking Hate It Here.]

It's drivin' me fuckin' crazy! [SNAP.] I haven't been able t'find any since I got here.

[flopfrown]

[B-BRETHREN.....]

I had a hard enough time back at home as it was. [itt: bitching] I don't see the reason to leave the boxes lying around...

[ilikebattles]

[More and more things show up to clutter the subway car. Including a box. With an Emmet in it.] Hello Ingo! I like my box. I like this subway seat.

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[flopfrown]

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[flopfrown]

[if you called us Ingo, then you must be...] .....Emmet?

[he has never been so baffled in his life GOD DAMMIT ISLAAAAND]

[ilikebattles]

I am Emmet! [he will cheerfully agree.] Is Ingo making funny faces?

[emptymarionette]

[Well, this is certainly interesting. Astrid begins walking over to where the Subway Car is, blinking fora few moments before putting on a smile.]

Might I be able to assist you, sir...?

[flopfrown]

[doop doop doop getting this other boot out of here-- oh, it's a touko...

E-ER. FROWNING SLIGHTLY LESS.] I'm afraid this job won't end no matter how much assistance I receive, miss. But you're welcome to if you'd like.

[emptymarionette]

[Oh? Astrid listens to him, before giving a light curtsy.] It is the very least I can do, no matter how endless.

Now, [Astrid brings out three Poke Balls] let's see if this can be finished. Whimsicott, Ferrothorn, and Garbodor; help us, if you please. [The three in question come out, before Astrid goes to her sleeve.]

Serperior, may I ask you assistance as well? [Ever seen a trainer keep a Pokemon in their sleeve? ...Well, now you have!

And now, let's get to work on clearing some of this crap out!]

[flopfrown]

[His eyebrows raise a fraction. Well. That's... new.

ANYWAY. RIGHT. CLEANING OUT STUFF. Garbodor, do your thing and absorb this garbage! Nobori will get to work on that while Chandelure continues being no help at all. It doesn't have any arms to help with, in its defense.]

...What's your name, miss?

[typeless]

[Leaf and Sandslash were walking by and did a silent double take at the car and the man cleaning it]

... It seems cluttered in there.

[flopfrown]

An understatement, miss. [He adjusts his cap wearily as Chandelure does some kind of.. weird, ghostly laugh thing. Chandleure how are you even doing that.]

But it's no fault of my own. [freaking island 8|]

[typeless]

The island seems to do odd things. [Sandslash moves a little closer to Leaf, she doesn't trust that weird ghost thing.]

It's Leaf.

[flopfrown]

I can't find reason in its doing, either... [Oh well. Chandelure looks as amused as a chandelier with eyes and something of a mouth possibly can.]

Miss Leaf. [The "miss" is a habit, sorry Leaf.] Nobori.

[He puts down the pair of gloves he just found in the clothes pile (did someone dump their closet in there??) before nodding to her Sandslash.] Are you from Kanto?

[theylookedaway]

[Things.

Lots of them. In piles. Maybe they'll be free.

Red approaches to investigate.]

[flopfrown]

[Of course they're free, they came out of nowhere. Though you might have to dig for something good, unless you're okay with rubber ducks.

Nobori notices him after a moment. A strong-and-silent-type, it seems... well, he'll nod a greeting.] Good evening.

[theylookedaway]

[Red nods, comforted a bit by the greeting. Nothing too personal. He'll point to the pile of...random items, as if to ask, 'Is this yours?']

[flopfrown]

[Another nod.] The Island decided to occupy my time by inserting an assortment of things into the car.

[And then, because you look curious...] You're welcome to go through it, if you'd like.