3rd Station ➲ Written

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[Emmet woke one morning with an unpleasant surprise: Ingo was gone, as were all of his things. After a while, he found a few things left behind intentionally. And so Emmet begins his little message; it's written in slow, legible and careful handwriting.]

Subway Boss Ingo has left the station known as Luceti and has thankfully returned to the Gear Station located in Nimbasa, Unova.

He has left farewell letters of varying length for the following people:

• Silver
• Miss Hilda
• Miss Mei
• Gold
• Miss Yellow
• Red
• Green
• Cilan
• Miss Platina
• Masaomi Kida
• Hiccup
• Miss Shiemi

I'm holding onto the letters, so if you like, please come and see me to receive your letter. I currently reside in Community Building #1, 7th floor, room #34.

((OOC: Lommy hadn't written actual letters, but she stated that letters were all written for her CR, so the list is composed of the characters on her CR post! Feel free to decide what was said by Ingo to your characters.))

Comments

[tsuntrader]

[A letter? Why is he... giving him...

Silver takes a step back and away from Emmet. No. No, that's- no. Ingo has to be here. No way. That's not fair, this isn't fair, this isn't hap-

...

Is it happening?...]

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...Please come in, or sit down.

[It's not at all confidently spoken. He's shaken, badly. He steps aside, urging Silver to find a seat somewhere. One of the chairs, the sofa, or at least go into the kitchen, just out of the doorway.

Please don't leave him alone. Be angry and upset and miserable, but please don't leave.]

[tsuntrader]

[He's not real. Is he real? Is this another trap? Another trick? He's seen other people, but- but he saw other people in those dreams too. Is this really Emmet? But he's never seen him like this be...

Silver takes a step back. ...Or, well, he tries to take a step back and finds himself backed against the door.

He keeps his eyes fixed on Emmet and reaches for the doorknob.]

Say something you would say. Something that I'd never think up. [He can keep a level tone, he can put on a brave face, but he's exhausted and tensed up and he's still deciding on whether or not he wants to try to shove Emmet across the room and make a run for it or not.]

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[Is... is Silver concerned that he's a fake? Oh... he participated in a recent mission, didn't he. Or... something of that nature. A Malnosso kidnapping? Either way, Emmet stares a bit dumbfounded, unsure of what to say at first.]

I'm not... myself. I am Emmet, and I am a single car train right now...

[It's a weak apology, but he turns around, not wanting to make Silver feel threatened.]

Um. Not long ago, Jackie was here. I don't think any of the other Depot Agents were... not Ramses, Cloud, Isadore. Ingo spoke of a lot of things that happened here, even though back home our lives weren't any more exciting than the Battle Subway. Or Miss Elesa... she was a spark in our lives, both of us, since we were young. I think we both had a crush on her at some point, though nothing ever came of it...

...I don't know if this is at all a helpful line to go down. I feel as though I've gone down the incorrect tunnel and am arriving at a strange and uncomfortable station.

[tsuntrader]

[...Jackie. He remembers the name Jackie. The name and a face attached to it.

But those other names... Cloud he remembers, he saw Cloud as a simulation. The other two are foreign.

...This... This isn't a dream. Or a nightmare. ...At least he thinks so. ...No, it's not. He woke up a while ago. This is real.

Gold is gone. Ingo is gone. They're really...

He tugs on Emmet's sleeve without a word.]

Sorry. [Gold- at least he can see Gold again when he finally goes home. It's his turn to do the waiting. That's okay, even if- even if it's not okay, because he'll go off on a hunt to find his father-

And then on the other hand, he's lost the father- the dad he's made for himself, the dad that he found and fought next to and now he's gone, he's gone and he might never-]

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No, no...

[Emmet's not at all scolding, a smile coming back to his face, albeit terribly sad. He puts an arm around Silver, not pushing his boundaries too hard, and gently hugs.]

I am sorry. It is all very poorly timed. Don't be sorry for me. Ingo is home, and that means that he is safe.

[He'd say more, but he is waiting carefully. He doesn't want to push Silver right now, after all.]

[tsuntrader]

...Yeah, he is. [He's safe. At least he didn't die some horrible painful death before leaving. No, he's safe and sound, right at home. He's safe.

He's safe, and he's never going to see him again.

Silver ducks his head down and starts wandering over towards the couch. Emmet wanted him to stay here. Of course he did. He's all on his own now without his brother. He... He can stay with him, then. He should go back to the- no. No, he doesn't want to be anywhere near that house right now.]

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[Emmet sits next to Silver, keeping his hand on the boy's shoulder, though not holding him close. If Silver wanted to brush him off or push him back, he wouldn't offer any resistance.]

...You made Ingo so happy. He loved you very much.

So I will protect you, too. The two-car train goes down the same track - though I'm missing the other car, I haven't switched lines. I will be here for you because I love you for what you did for my brother.

[tsuntrader]

[He shakes his head.]

No. I'll protect you, just like I protected Ingo. And it's not just because you're his brother or because he'd want me to. That's only part of it.

[He's not as close to Emmet, but... There are a lot of traits that he shares with Ingo, even if they're two very different people. He's been friendly and open to him. He took care of him when he nearly died. That wasn't just Ingo. He still sees Emmet as Ingo's brother more than he sees him as Emmet, but that doesn't mean that he hasn't started caring about him as his own person.

...He starts opening the letter that Ingo gave him.]

[infinitegrin]

[Emmet inhales and exhales, knowing that there would be a very heartfelt message in there for the boy that Ingo called his son.]

[tsuntrader]

[The impact it's having very clearly shows on Silver's face. He doesn't pick his head back up when he's done reading it. He just folds it as calmly and neatly as possible. It takes a bit of difficulty since his hands are beginning to shake, but once he shoves it into his pocket, he curls his hands into fists and just sits there, wishing that he could pull himself together and be better composed and-]

It's not fair.

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No. No it isn't. It hurts.

[There's not a chance in hell that Emmet would ever disagree with that statement, Silver. He crumbles, some, and pulls Silver into more of a hug.]

It hurts so badly, and it's a great loss.

[And you'll never see him again, unless Ingo returns to Luceti. That's the most tragic part, and it's what makes it easier for Emmet to keep from falling completely apart. He needs to be able to be strong enough for Silver.]

So please... don't go. I'm no replacement for Ingo, and you aren't my brother, but we still have a bond of family through him. We're our last link to him, in this place.

[tsuntrader]

...Who's gonna be next, Emmet?

[Who will be the next one to leave? Will it be Crys again? Blue? Emmet? Green and Yellow? Or Raven, or maybe Shiemi or Shikamaru. There's no telling who's next.]

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I don't know. I hope everyone goes home. I hope no one has to sit here in this horrible place. But I... I'm not worried about that right now.

Is it okay? If you stay over here for a while?

[tsuntrader]

...Yeah.

Gold's gone. I don't want to be at the house anyway. [House. Not home.]

[infinitegrin]

Wow. I'm sorry.

[No wonder you're in such a foul mood!]

We've both lost our brothers today...

[tsuntrader]

Better him than me. He's been here for too long.

[infinitegrin]

I feel the same. Even if I am lonely, I can't be unhappy that they're safe at home.

[S-sigh. He smiles, sadly but more comfortably than before, and rubs Silver's shoulders.]

Let's hang in there until we can go back too, right?

[tsuntrader]

...Why do you always smile, even when you're upset? [It's a sloppy topic change, but he doesn't want to think about this. Having his shoulders rubbed does nothing but make him tense up- not because he doesn't want the contact, but because his shoulders are way too knotted and locked up for it to be comfortable.]

[infinitegrin]

[Oh. Well?]

...I guess I just do! I smile because Ingo frowns.

[...]

Did Ingo explain why he frowns...?

[tsuntrader]

[...Headshake.]

For a while I thought his face was just stuck that way.

[infinitegrin]

Well... Ingo doesn't usually explain this. Because he feels like it doesn't impact us as much as it does.

[That, and Ingo doesn't like to relive it.]

But our father was a really serious man, too. Ingo really looked up to him. I didn't, really, myself. I liked to be excited. Ingo always wanted to be responsible and be in charge.

Our mother passed away, and in his grief, our father fled. Ingo and I had each other, but he took things way too seriously, and I made sure he would at least remember to enjoy life.

[That's why Ingo frowns, and Emmet smiles.]

That's why... I'm sure he was worried, more than anything, that he would be the one that left Luceti before you did. He wouldn't want to put you through that.

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[tsuntrader]

[...What...

What was Ingo thinking? What was going through Ingo's mind when he told him about his own father?...

...]

[tsuntrader]

...It's better than he went home first. I wish you two could've gone together, too.

[And he feels the same way about Gold. He fidgets and can't bring himself to look at Emmet.]

[infinitegrin]

I know. I agree, but... this is the way it is. So this is the line we must travel down...

[That's okay, Emmet just wants to hug you closer to him anyway, so he can rest his head on you. He needs that more than anything else.]

As long as we're linked together, we can travel it together. It'll be easier, together...