ohmyarceus | JANUARY - FEBRUARY TEST DRIVE MEME

a. new bark town

[So this is...great...

Arthur's experienced some weird shit over the past year or so. But this kinda tops the list. Luckily, he's already settled a little bit by now; he's gotten the explanations and met his starter, and stopped freaking out quite so much. He's still freaking out a lot internally. He needs to be home! But...apparently he isn't getting there. And he doesn't really want to stay in this weird town with his fake mom, so he's gotta get somewhere else.

He's sitting under a tree just outside town, scanning through maps on his Pokegear in increasing despondency. Everything is so far away! They have to walk there?]

Don't they have cars here?

[oh god he's a MECHANIC he's gonna be so BROKE]

b. violet city (inn)

[Well, at least he's made it somewhere with a bed.

Arthur seems pretty exhausted, slumped over at a table in the public area of the inn he managed to drag himself into. But that's a pretty natural state of being for him. The dark circles under his eyes look like they've been there for ages! So he's not actually making to go to sleep or anything just yet - it actually looks like he's methodically disemboweling a Pokeball. There's little screws and stuff scattered all over the table. His Dedenne is guarding most of them, her long tail wrapped around to keep them from rolling onto the floor.]

Oh, wow. [He squints at a thing in the half of the ball he's holding.] I have no idea what any of this is.

c. wildcard

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Just what are you still doing up?

[ Admittedly, Lewis is pretty awake too, but Arthur looked dead on his feet from the beginning. ... Being yelled at and accused of murder when you were merely the weapon- not that that's any better- likely didn't help, of course. There's anger there, still- maybe it will always be there. Maybe it won't. But he knows it's- it's misplaced. So all Lewis can do is try to make up for it.

Lewis isn't as gentle as he used to be though. He's not entirely sure he still has it in him, or if he feels like he's allowed to be still. He stands, arms crossed at the display before him, before glancing over at the device. ]

... Having fun, there?

Uh - um, yeah, yeah.

[He definitely startles a little, fumbling a piece and having to scramble for it before it rolls off the table. Some of that's just the sleep deprivation. Some of it's just normal Arthur.

A lot it isn't either of those things.

But they're - they're good. They're fine! It's gotta be a lot worse for Lewis. Arthur hasn't been walking around the whole time knowing...all of that, he just got all of it figured out like a week ago.]

I just, uh, I was just curious, I guess. No clue why I thought I could make sense of this. It's just a freaking...TARDIS thing in there. [Pokeballs are pretty sci-fi, even for Builds A Robot Arm Man]

[ ... Yeah, he- he should have expected that. Fuck. He can't blame Arthur either. Sitting down across from Arthur, he sighs a bit, pinching the bridge of his nose- not because of Arthur, but because of himself. He's... he's not the same anymore. ]

Sorry. I didn't mean to startle you. I just- you look exhausted.

[ Still, far be it from him to interrupt the more harmless tinkering. ... He's assuming it's harmless. If deconstructing one of the most common devices possible was dangerous, he's sure there'd be more warnings. Or it couldn't be done with some simple tools anyone could get ahold of. ]

... Yeah? I overheard at the Pokemon Center that these are also connected to a computer network.

[Arthur just sort of shrugs. Running on a few hours a night is pretty much his new standard; even when he wasn't driving them through the night on LewisQuest, he just...]

Oh, yeah? [He squints down at some Pokeball innards.] That must be what this little guy is.

[.......but, uh. That's probably not really why Lewis is here.]

You can go to bed, man, it's fine. I'm just gonna be a little bit. [lies]

Probably. No idea how it even works though. Anyone I mention to just says. "isn't technology amazing?" ... I mean. It is. But it isn't helpful.

[ He sighs. There's... there's so much he wants to make up for. It doesn't feel right, staying with Arthur, but leaving feels even worse.

And then Arthur urges him to go on without him. Like he always would, before- before everything. But now that's even worse too. And Lewis frowns with concern, looking almost like his old self again. ]

You're an awful liar. At least try to rest, staying up and doing things won't do you any good.

Yeah, I just gotta clean this all up.

[And then maybe do some other stuff? It's not always really a deliberate plan with him - it's just easy to let yourself get caught up in things. But this isn't a real project, just a distraction, so he will start picking up the pieces.]

You know I usually stay up late, it's whatever.

I didn't like it back then either. [ Maybe a bit too blunt. ] I know you're your own person, but. Arthur, you look dead on your feet.

[ Wait. Crap. Bad terminology. Frick. Immediately he winces, looking away. ]

Sorry. I'll lay off.

[To be fair...even in the short time they've been together, it seems pretty clear that Arthur's sleep issues have gotten A Lot Worse since Lewis was alive. Sure, he'd get caught up in stuff and push himself too hard sometimes before, but it was never quite...]

No! No, it's, uh, it's fine. [Or, at least, he doesn't want Lewis to apologize to him.] I, um, I'll just -

[He is not getting this thing back together tonight, no way, there's so many tiny screws...he'll just sweep them up and put them all in the round casing of the ball. Or try to, anyway, he's sort of scattered some parts in his haste.]

What's a car?

[ And there is a short young woman letting a milcery trail behind her as if a creature made of cream is normal. Admittedly, she didn't mean to eavesdrop, but with how different this world is, she wants to learn anything and everything... and it seems that other travelers' worlds are just as different. ]

Oh! It's, uh...you know.

[Arthur is a mechanic and should probably be able to explain this a lot better. But he's also clearly surprised to be addressed at all, and just generally...a little bit jumpy, maybe. He also looks like he maybe hasn't slept recently?

He gestures wordlessly for a moment, with his metal hand. Just give him a second to line his thoughts up.]

It's a machine, you can get in and drive it around. Goes up to like, 100 miles per hour? Unless it's a fancy one, but, uh, those are expensive. I've never even worked on one, those guys probably have, like...special mechanics.

[ No, she doesn't know, that's why she asked-- this guy was a mess. Though, given the circumstances... she can forgive it this once. ]

I'm not sure I get it, to be honest. Though it sounds like you're describing a... complicated carriage?

Uh - I mean, yeah, pretty much. It's how pretty much everyone travels, where...I'm from.

[It's just now hitting him that, because he had to explain what a car was, other people are maybe coming here from other times-slash-universes???]

It's my job to repair them, so. I'm kinda screwed in a few ways if they don't exist here!

Really! Given the speed you provided, traveling must be so much easier in your realm. You mentioned no horses, should I assume they're self-automated then?

[ nerrrrrrrrrrrd. ]

That is rather unfortunate... But I do understand. I am a mage in my home realm, but I find myself without my magic. But as a scholar, I'm still left with new knowledge to seek at the very least.

Yeah! Yeah, the, uh. It's an internal combustion engine - so you put gasoline in, and it burns it, and that makes a bunch of little controlled explosions. Then the energy from that moves the pistons up and down, and they spin the crankshaft. That's what, uh, makes the wheels turn.

[Sudden realization that he's nerding out! Oh no!]

Not that that, uh, helps now. [.....] Wait, you do magic?

Incredible! I know some other scholars who would love to hear of such machines- especially since they sound so benevolently used.

[ She's smiling, don't worry! The nerding out is appreciated! ]

Yes, and it is quite common where I am from. Healing magic is born from faith in the Goddess, and elemental and other magic follows reason and intellect. I admit, I am not one for healing, however.

.......oh!

[He says, trying to sound chill about it, because even though Arthur is typically Not That Chill about magic...she was nice about him nerding out over cars, he owes her that.]

Cool! That's, uh, that's too bad you can't do it now. I didn't...I mean, I guess I didn't know this universe had different rules, or whatever.

[That tracks to him, at least? Alternate universe stuff. Very sci-fi.]

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b. gives you a chiller, aware-of-the-truth-(kinda) lewis bc i feel bad--

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all of my icons are so ANGY rip

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a. hi again :'D

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