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[whymustifeel]

[Sometime early Monday evening, the following blunt, all-caps message pops onto the network:]

CAN ANYONE CONFIRM THAT THIS ISN'T ANOTHER HALLUCINATION FROM MY DEER? THANKS

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VIDEO - Ferry Time!

[insidescoop]

Hmmmmm-MMM!

[Ahh, the spray of the sea! Carly appears to be on a boat right now, stretching after she sets up the Pokegear somewhere it'll stay properly standing.

There appears to be a guy in shades standing not far from her, and he definitely isn't doing anything else. Not even twitching. It's, um...

Weird?] Soo...Dirk and I are taking the ferry to Cianwood, since he's never been...

And...I'm not sure what to do? He hasn't really moved from this spot for. A while.

A few hours, actually, it's a little weird. I'm kind of glad I decided not to make Feebah 'surf' through all of this actually, otherwise I wouldn't even be here to see!

['Feebah', in question, is also near Dirk, the feebas glancing back when Carly says that. He seems a bit guilty.] ...This isn't about surf limits with small fish though. This is..um...

...About this! [She gestures in Dirk's direction.] What on earth do I do!

[It might also be about the fish if that fish keeps shifting awkwardly!!]

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[angewiesen]

[The feed starts with a familiar face. A long face with sharp bone structure, wild hair, sharp eyes with a hint of anger around the edges, a scruff of unkempt facial hair. He's regarding the Gear in his hands, and the feed on the screen with intense scrutiny, picking and poking at the buttons with a chicken pecking finger. Mostly, he looks frustrated, as if being distracted from something more important looming overhead.]

[His concentration is broken by a soft whinny, and a snout noses its way underneath one of his arms until the head of a small Blitzle pokes through. Jean looks at her with a tsk, but doesn't try to dislodge her or force her away. From the look on his face, he's already tried, and with little success. He gives the little Pokemon a pat on the nose and goes back to searching his Gear.]

This is crazy... [He murmurs to himself, and shakes his head softly in disbelief. He's familiar with having his entire world upended, it seems to happen to him on a yearly basis, but this is on a whole 'nother level. The technology was so advanced that he couldn't come to it as a logical conclusion on his own-- to him, it was nothing more than magic. But he couldn't be dreaming. This was far too detailed and tactile to be a dream. He heaves a sigh that sounds like something that should be coming out of his Blitzle's nose, and looks away with an obvious expression of what now?]

[It was going to be a long day.]