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<p>Excuse me, Professor- Lemme just get past you real quick. I've gotta check something before I go...</p><p><i>[Okay, big computer time! Probably not gonna do anything, but I've gotta check... Is Fire still there? Please tell me he's still there...]</i></p>
[ After that moment of… Stress, you decide to sit down for a moment. There’s still some loose ends you haven’t wrapped up, after all- it could be good to focus on something else again for just a moment, right…? ]
[ … Fortunately, it looks like the cams are still running.]
“… Oh, you’re back.”
“Don’t worry. I’ll always be here.”
“It was nice meeting you, too…”
“… There are so many things that could be dangerous.”
“More than anything, just… Don’t break anything. And please, just be wary of yourse-”
…
“FIRE” RED YUUJI is no longer available for questions.
<a href="https://possiblyfunny.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">possiblyfunny</a>:
<p>We can use the Drones, Fire!</p><p>They can store stuff and carry it around. It’s kind of like a Pokeball system.</p><p>We… We could send out some messages. Visit some Pokémon Centers. Look around for some Trainers who have one and are willing to trade. Once we have a Darmanitan—we can just give it to the Drone and fly it up to you!</p><p>Would… Would it be okay if we did that for you? Because I’m pretty sure I have some contacts in Galar…</p>
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“… Regardless of who the Pokemon recognizes as its trainer, if it’s trained well enough, it’ll follow any orders given. Considering this variant of Darmantian gains its fire typing through its temper, you’d need to ensure its obedience. I can handle Pokemon fine, but it’s always harder when they don’t recognize you as its trainer.”
“That said, I… I think it’s just a matter of finding one to bring here. If what you say about the drone’s carrying abilities is true, that is. But…”
“… I trust you.”
“If you’re ready to depart… I’ll be here when you return. Just… Please. Be careful.”
Anonymous:
<p>Listen, Red. I know you’re trying to be tough about it, but I really do think you should keep yourself warm. Can you ask Charizard to fly down to the base of the mountain to bring back some firewood for you? Or, at least bring your Lapras out so it can shelter you from the hail?</p>
“I… I honestly don’t know if Lapras will be able to help at all. It’s an ice type, yes, but that’s… Secondary. It’s adapted for an ocean climate. I’m scared he wouldn’t fare well, either… It’s not a risk I’m willing to take.”
“And Charizard, he…. He’s been through enough. His wings could freeze if he tried to use Fly up here…”
“i understand your efforts. i understand what you want to do. but it’s just not-”
ALT
“…!”
Red pauses a moment, seeming to think it over. His expression shifts subtly- uncertainty, to disbelief, to… Hope?
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<p><i>…Hey…</i></p><p><i>[pushes drawing off to the side, leaning in a little closer to the microphone] </i></p><p><i>Fire…</i> Just… <i>let it out.</i> It’s okay to be sad. It’s okay to feel hurt. It’s okay to not be okay. Even the strongest of us fall apart sometimes—<i>and that’s okay.</i></p><p>You’ve been through <i>far</i> too much, for <i>far</i> too long. You’ve dealt with everything <i>all</i> on your own—and that changes <i>today.</i></p><p>I want you to know that I’m here for you. Maybe not physically… even though I want to be—and I’m sorry that I can’t be. But I’m here for you. Even if you don’t need me, I’ll still be here, okay? I care about you. <i>Always. </i></p><p>You are <i>not</i> alone, my friend.</p><p><i>I promise.</i></p>
You can still hear his quiet cries through the mic. Even with your gentle words, he just… Can’t stop. He hunches over himself, kneeling in the snow. Shaking and sobbing, unable to pull himself together.
“Don’t you get it…?” Comes his voice. So quiet, despite its ethereal nature.
“You shouldn’t be here at all. Not on this mountain. Not for me. Not for anything.”
“I don’t need help. I don’t need comfort. I don’t need anything. I just need to keep my composure. I just need…”
He sniffles, wiping a hand over his eyes.
“… i just need some time alone. i’m sorry.”
“mount silver is such a vast place. there’s far more to see out there than just me. don’t you need to continue investigating?”
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<p><i><b>…</b></i></p><p><i>[hurriedly draws a shaky, rough sketch of both figures so I don’t forget (and to potentially show Ace at some point)]</i></p><p>Fire…? <i>Hey</i>, Red… Are you-?</p><p>Can you…look up for a second…? <i>Please…?</i></p>
You find a few pens and a highlighter on the desk to help with your drawing.
A sketch has been added to your inventory.
With that done, you turn your attention to the man on the other side of the camera. His head remains lowered, and he still remains as motionless as you last saw him- at least, at a first glance. But…
“…..”
It’s such a quiet sound, but it comes through the speaker. A shaky breath, trying to hold back a sob.
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<p><i>What the…? Oh hell no-</i></p><p><i>[tries to get the drone to do a scan]</i></p><p>Fire. Buddy. <i>Don’t</i> lie to me. Are you <i><b>certain</b></i> that you’re alone up there?</p>
“…”
Red gives no response. He simply lowers his head, falling dead silent…
And allowing you to investigate.
….. The camera struggles to spit out the image it detects. But it manages.
What the hell is this? Though the image tries to show itself clearly, the silhouettes have turned hazy, drowning in the camera’s static. And with how the bloodied form of Red stands- Utterly motionless, as if a shell of himself… It seems like the feed was left frozen in the aftermath of the scan.
But no. It can’t be.
Because then, the other figure moves.
And she looks at you.
Not the camera.
You.
Her voice comes through the speaker, her tone even… But her voice laced with static and venom.
“You weren’t supposed to see this.
…What exactly do you think you’re doing?”
-KCHHT-
The feed cuts out the second the words leave her mouth.
… It takes a minute, but the camera does automatically reboot, with a much too cheerful boot-up chime.
You navigate back to Cam05, and the feed resumes, exactly where you’d left it.
Anonymous:
<p>Alright, you said you won’t leave unless needed… But like, I’m confident it’s gotta be below zero up there! At the very least, do you need anything up there? Some blankets? A tent? Firewood? Some soup? What’s your favorite soup?</p><p><br></p><p>[scrounges around for a pen and pad to jot down a possible answer]</p>
You can find a pen and paper pretty easily on the desk you’re settled at- the lab may be a disaster, but there’s no shortage of supplies for recording.
Not that it ends up being necessary…
“i don’t need anything. the cold is no concern. i do not have a preferred soup… i don’t need to eat.”
ALT
“you really don’t need to deliver anything. i don’t need anything. i really…..”
ALT
“no- No, please. You shouldn’t come. It’s dangerous, you’d….“
ALT
Red completely freezes at the question. The only noise you hear is… Soft, and comes from the other end of the feed, unlike the ghostly voice you’ve become accustomed to.
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<p>Not sure who told you those words red, but I'm sure your needed by a lot of people! even if you don't believe it, I know you are.</p>
… Despite his distress mere moments ago, he seems completely at ease again- moreso than he has this entire time. The voice is completely flat, now- devoid of all emotion.
“… perhaps i should rephrase.”
“i do not leave unless my presence is necessary. it is not a matter of self worth, or of words another has told me. it’s simply a fact. we cannot change this.”
<a href="https://sparklingdemon.tumblr.com/" style="text-decoration:underline;">sparklingdemon</a>:
<p>So… Red. What can you tell us about that girl we saw with you? And please don't try to hide her from us, we got a pretty clear image of her on our camera.</p>
The camera feed suddenly glitches out again, overtaken by static and flickering wildly between red, gold, and cuts to black.
The only thing that pierces through the corruption is Red’s wide eyed stare.
ALT
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The footage freezes.
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… And as if nothing had happened, the feed resumes. His voice returns in an even tone.
Anonymous:
<p>Woah! You okay, man? Hey, sorry, I didn't mean to freak you out. Maybe we got off on the wrong foot here. Jumping right into questions, and all - sorry about that. It's nice to meet you.</p>
Despite everything, he seems to relax a slight, letting out a slow breath…
“Likewise, [ANONYMOUS]. And please, don’t apologize… Your questions are fine.”
“what i am needed for now is answering them. do not stop your inquiries.”
ALT
“……. aside from this. i apologize, but ive no answer to give. i am completely alone here.”
Anonymous:
<p>oh uh. how'd you say that? if that's not. rude to ask i mean- maybe you just a fan of ventriloquism?</p>
His expression drops a slight. He almost seems… annoyed?
ALT
“i don’t understand what you mean. this is how i’ve always spoken to you.”
ALT
‘Something else.’ He stiffens at the question, his eyes widening. He’s just a human. He’s just a man he’s just human he’s just himself he’s just a human just human just himself he’s just he’s just he’s he h he’s ju s t
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<p><i>Well that wasn’t weird at all-</i> Better write that down and get to it. <i>How does this microphone work…? Ah-</i> There we go.</p><p><i>Ahem- </i>Hello?</p>
… The figure doesn’t even so much as look to acknowledge you. From a distance, he seems so still, you could mistake him as a part of the mountain itself.
Just as motionless, lifeless, and frozen as every stone and snowflake settled around him at this peak.
ALT
“…”
But calling his name makes him stir.
“… cold.”
His voice is almost a whisper, yet it seems all-encompassing, swirling around you like a cold wind. It almost seems as though it has not come from the monitor, but from the very air around you… Like frost, it bites at you with a distinct chill, running down your spine and leaving you shivering.
But still, you can see how his mouth does not open as he answers.
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<p><i>Okay-</i> <i>Don’t </i>geek out over how cool these computers are. <i>Don’t</i> overthink this. Just think of it as a <i>really</i> cool security job… <i>Deep breaths. You got this.</i> </p><p>Where to…? We’re looking for weird stuff to document. It might be easier to spot weird things where there’s usually nothing, right? So… <i>Mt. Silver?</i> I think it’s empty up there… and if there is anything unusual it should be easy to spot… like finding meteorites in the snow.</p><p>Yeah… Yeah, let’s check Mt. Silver first. Gotta start somewhere.</p>
[Warning: Flashing lights/image in video.]
You select Camera 05, and the display comes to fully present itself on the central computer.
It seems like the drone is currently settled in a cave, hidden from the harsh weather conditions as to not be lost in the snow… Piloting it forward is as easy as pressing a few commands on the keyboard.
Thus, you begin to survey the mountain.
You notice, as you move onwards, that it already seems to be rather high up- it makes sense, though. The remote access wouldn’t be necessary for a lower part of the range, given the proximity of the lab.
And it seems the only direction to go is up.
Onwards, seeing nothing of note except rocks, snow, and wild Pokemon, until the view emerges from the final cavern before the peak, a n d-
![an ask from assistant-venusian:
[ALRIGHT SCRATCH MOVING THE DRONE FOR NOW YOU'RE A GENIUS ANON]
This drone can carry some small objects like pokeballs, Red! So if we can just either find one in the wild or find somebody to give us one, we can get it to you no problem!](https://64.media.tumblr.com/c3228eea7ae7ccc5e87f99e757b08fe8/ba945a59667ca09d-3a/s640x960/d9dc67ef5d07ac368b9765b85b691fe9bdf32d76.jpg)
![An ask from badertincoming: (blueespeon) Nahi @ Red [The yellow mew shivers slightly in fear] How are you doing that? How can you speak without using your mouth? You are not a psychic type like me, so... How? Are you... Something else? What
exactly are you?](https://64.media.tumblr.com/2c855265e7aa42cbb2446187289ba48b/90ede25958526cde-1e/s640x960/8ff5cef82e83f162d390311e9fd7864273f1fc0f.jpg)
