Chapter 50; Text; Backdated to 11/28 morning

[tentacletrainer]

I have two questions for you.
Does anyone else have...strange, vivid recollections of things that happened over the weekend, but no physical proof when there should be?
Such as, say, someone very important to you that you hadn't seen in years, giving you something very important to them to keep close and then...waking up with both them and this item missing?

My second question.
How do you distract yourself when your usual methods are not working and you really, really wish they would?
I thought knitting would do the trick as usual, but though I've finished many of my projects, it's far too mindless.
Definitely not doing the job.

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[ghostytrainer]

yes.

[Apparently that's all there is to say on the matter. Talkative today, isn't he?]

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[tentacletrainer]

[[That's okay. She's not exactly miss chatterbox either.]]

I'm glad I'm not the only one then.
Do you
Mm.
What all do you remember exactly?

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[ghostytrainer]

well unless we were both drugged or something, i doubt we're the only ones.
people, mostly.
people who have been gone here for ages, people who left only a little while ago, people who have never actually been here to begin with...

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[tentacletrainer]

At least we're in a similar boat then.
And perhaps, but there is nothing wrong with practicing in prudence.

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[ghostytrainer]

you saw her too, didn't you?

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[tentacletrainer]

...
Saw who?

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[ghostytrainer]

your mom.

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[tentacletrainer]

Yes.
I did.

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[ghostytrainer]

i had a feeling.
where are you?

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[tentacletrainer]

In a tree.

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[ghostytrainer]

okay not sure why you are in a tree.
but if you come back inside, we can actually talk about this.
instead of texting.
maybe snuggle a little bit? if you're up for that sort of thing right now.

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[tentacletrainer]

It reminds me of home.
Okay.
I'll see you in a bit.

[[A bit being like. Ten minutes.]]

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[ghostytrainer]

i'll be here.

[Just...waiting. Laying on the bed and playing with Michael J and Chandel. He hasn't even bothered to change out of his pajamas yet.]

ACTION

[tentacletrainer]

[[Eventually she arrives, slipping silently into the hotel room, taking off her coat and shoes and placing her knitting bag by the door. And then she heads to the bedroom and just kind of. Stands in the door for now.
Just kind of watching John and his Pokemon. Because it's a pleasant sight and serves as a good stall.]]

You three are so cute.

ACTION forever and ever

[ghostytrainer]

[John rolls over a little to look at Rose, flashing a very subdued smile.]

Not as cute as you. Heh..took you long enough. Did you forget where we were staying?

[tentacletrainer]

Please. Cute is hardly the word to describe me. And no, I just...decided to take a more scenic route here.

[ghostytrainer]

Don't even think about starting that argument. Because that is one that I will always win, Rose.

[Your boyfriend thinks you're adorable, Rose. Deal with it.]

[Sitting up against the pillows and pulling Michael J into his lap, he pats the mattress next to him. Come, Rose. Sit.]

[tentacletrainer]

[[She rolls her eyes in good nature, but argues not. Instead, she moves to join him, giving Michael J a pet as well as tickling Chandel a little.]]

[ghostytrainer]

[Chandel immediately moves to sit on Rose's shoulder, rubbing up against her face a little. Welcome back, mama, let her love on you! John, meanwhile, scoots close enough to Rose for their hips to bump and takes her hand in his own.]

So talk to me.

[tentacletrainer]

[[Rose reaches up to gently pet at Chandel, more than happy to accept the love. And then she laces her fingers with John's and thinks about what to say for a moment.]]

I wish Johto would leave well enough alone.

[ghostytrainer]

I'm afraid you are going to have to be a bit more specific than that, Miss Lalonde. Remember, I can't help you if you aren't willing to talk!

[He gives her hand a little squeeze.]

[tentacletrainer]

Why did it have to bring her here and then take her away again? Why couldn't it have just...left her alone?

[[She's trying very, very hard to keep her voice steady, but it's getting harder as she talks.]]

It's not fair. I'm sick of this. I'm so sick of it.

[ghostytrainer]

[John is silent for a moment, rubbing over her knuckles with his thumb.]

I wish I knew. I really do. But the best answer I have is "why does Johto do any of the bullshit stuff that it does?" Which I am fairly sure does not help anything.

[tentacletrainer]

I just. I just wish it would stop. I just wish all of this back and forth with our friends and family and loved ones would stop. That they would fucking remember shit for once upon returning. That we don't have to rebuild relationship levels we had before from ground zero again.

[[Don't mind her turning to bury her face in your shoulder. She's not crying, but she just. Wants to hide a little. Also hopefully he can still feel his fingers, because her grip is starting to really tighten.]]

I want everyone to stay. I want my mom.

[ghostytrainer]

[John sighs, tilting his head to rest it on top of Rose's.]

Trust me, Rose, you're not the only one. But that's just how things are here. There's not really anything that anybody can do about it. We just have to enjoy what we can get, you know?