Asimov (Timey wimey ball), while Arthur and Hawthorn still chatted.

Professor Hawthorn: Well, all your descendant needs to know about finding my crimefighting ally is that he's almost always tracked precisely by one person—one of my students, in fact. He is currently here; tell him to look for an Unovan boy with an overcoat who thinks he can do five impressions with a single costume at once. Thomas Petersen.

Edited by MasterJayAM on Oct 29th 2018 at 3:26:10 AM

"I'll keep that in mind."

"Enjoy the bow Shaun, let me know when you need more arrows," Silas said, only for something to catch his eye, "Excuse me for a moment."

Silas strutted off and approached the figure, Tommy Peterson was it, well Arthur told him to keep a eye out.

"Mr. Peterson."

Stylus narrowed his eyes, <She's stalling.>

"My Lucario thinks you're stalling, are you stalling?"

Asimov Party

Tommy: You... You have a metal arm? That is AWESOME, dude! And yeah. That's me. Thomas Andrew Petersen. Field reporter and photographer for Geographic Society—Unova.

Tommy shakes Silas' metal hand.

Tommy: Whoa. You know, not to sound rude or anything but you're the first friendly guy with a prosthetic appendage I've met in a long time. Just two weeks ago there was this jerk who I had to interview who had two metal arms. Real shady that fellow.

Not far off, near a technical booth, a blond guy with earphones and sunglasses stopped in his tracks, as though he felt a disturbance. There wasn't anything unusual about him: he was wearing gloves, sneakers, baggy jeans, and a beige hoodie featuring the logo of the Phenac City Fearows.

Foreman: Matt! Stop lollygagging and get back to work.

Roadie Matt: Got it.

He moves. Meanwhile, he mutters something to his earphones in [Finnish].

Roadie Matt: <You sure these psychic-cloaking earphones are necessary?>

Mysterious voice: <Trust me, based on who I just spotted, you're gonna need them.>

Roadie Matt: <Good thing they finally got around to approving my request to use them, then—and holy crap is that a Yonut booth. These guys have everything. Wait...>

Yonut Booth, Asimov Party

Yonut concessionaire waitress: This most excellent party just turned into a most bogus journey. Such a pity; I was starting to enjoy this gathering.

Yonut Boss: Ted, is there anything wrong?

Yonut Concessionaire Waitress Ted, in a nasally accent: Nothing, Gladys. I just thought I saw someone from my previous job.

Yonut Boss Gladys: If there's any jerk out there causing trouble, be sure to tell me. I'm sure Mr. Silas wouldn't mind if I took care of the riffraff disturbing his company's party.

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Silas raised a brow, this kid had quite the mouth on him, once it started running, it didn't stop.

"I got told by a friend of mine that someone you know thinks I could help you, Arachna-Guy."

Silas smirked a bit, didn't need to be a supergenius to figure this out.

Asimov Party

Tommy: Holy shit. Do we have a more private place to talk because I believe that discussing this matter should be done somewhere confidential.

Tommy looks at his shoulder. Scout was there.

Tommy: Scoutey, promise me you won't tell anyone. Especially Gavin. This'll be our little secret.

Scout: <Okay. That's what Tobi said when he told me.>

Tommy: Fine. And am I ever glad my friend's rotom isn't around. I took extra precaution around her.

Tommy knew instinctively that he couldn't fidget or lie his way out of this one, but instinctively he somehow knew that this Silas fellow was a man he could trust.

"The balcony loft, soundproofed to prevent outside conversation, Zeke planned for this place to be a hub of cultural activity and business. Follow me," Silas responded, marching off, leading Tommy to the balcony.

Silas flipped a switch and the room dimmed, the soundproofing kicked in as noise cancellers activated.

"So, the Arachna Guy."

Party Loft

Tommy: Yeah. You've probably already seen the viral videos and the snapshots I took at the Geographer Weekly. Kind of weird but also kinda relieving. Feels like a weight just got off me, really. How'd you figure it out? Who told you? I mean, I'm pretty sure everyone who I've been with except for apparently Scout didn't know. She belongs to one of my friends. You already know what type of Pokémon I have, do you?

Tommy lightly pets the pidgey.

Kai: Honestly, I'm... thankful that it's not so awful between us that we refuse to talk anymore. I admittedly made the mistake of trying to be too buddy-buddy with Psyche after we broke up, so obviously we're not that close again, but... yeah. It's all cool.

-Awkward cough-

Kai: Besides, I think if there's anything weird between us, it'd stem from the fact that we're dating each other's exes now.

---

Scarlette: Definitely. Way more than I could do, I've just got a metal arm and a tragic backstory.

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Silas sat back in a chair and shrugged, "Several details."

"For one thing the name, Tobi, Tobi as in Toby Mgsquire from the Rami series of Spider Man movies, I mean I'm dressed up as Bucky, so associating you with popular spider heroes, well, I'm no idiot
The way you carry yourself also shows that you have better posture than someone in your position would be thus you'd logically be more athletic.
Secondly was the fact that Arthur brought up the fact that my tech specs somehow ended up being known to this professor when logically as the Jackal I should be unseen.
Too many variables, it was a gamble."

Then Silas grinned, "That and it was a bit too obvious when you were singled out as the all too convenient contact, lets see, the reporter job, the fact that Hank is a loudmouth that has written articles about how much he hates the Arachna Guy, the fact that you have taken pictures."

Silas clicked his tongue, "The universe has a sense of humor, and I'm just observant."

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius goes very red.-

Lucius: O-oh! I, uh, I meant to ask if it's weird for me to be into Ever, considering... well, y'know, everything. I know things aren't weird between us. I am totally over you. Er, I mean... you're still a total catch, but I think we're both at a point where we're happy being friends and living our own lives, right? Please tell me I'm right.

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Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

-...-

-Kai facepalms.-

Kai: You could have stopped at "I know things aren't weird between us." But, uh, no, nothing weird about you being interested in Ever, they're fantastic and thus far you've had a track record of at least decent taste. Levi is the dead bottom of the "decent" category, but he's there.

Asimov Island

Luciana smirks. "Well, at least you have a cool robot arm. Also that totally sounded like something out of a cyberpunk novel."

All are significantly abnormal in a normal world... All are significantly normal in an abnormal world.

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius, too drunk to be self-conscious, gives Kai a wide, nervous smile.-

Lucius: They really are, aren't they? I mean, Levi's fantastic too, and I'm gonna have to call him at some point to tell him what I said tonight, but... Ever's stuck with me through everything. I owe it to both them and me to at least say what's been on my mind for months.

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

Asimov Balcony Loft

Tommy: Well, stare into the abyss and it stares right back. What can I say? Life Imitates Art... You don't think the Miracle Comics guys will sue, right? And wait a minute? How the heck would Professor Hawthorn know—obsession with that Awoo website and Lycanthropic Lore... training in Charizard cosplay... passing knowledge that the J-Team seem rather obsessed with Awoo—Yeah, I get it now. You know, before I decided to go on this cheap-o superhero thing I wanted to be a detective. And then I outgrew that phase and decided to become a chemist, then the chemical industry shat all over that when I rescued Tobi from that Best Berry facility.

Beat.

Tommy: Okay, the logic bombs seemed to have killed some of my worry. The excitement should fill in any minute now. There we go. So... you said something about help. We're talking equipment, right? See, my aunt's retired and really, I had to bust my butt on several scholarships just to finish college, so as you see, I'm really stuck with a bunch of homebrew stuff. Chemistry lab polymers. Outmoded lab equipment Professor Hawthorn lets me salvage. Eeveebay discount parts. That sort of thing. I'd have sold the polymers but the only interested party in town was Best Berry.

-Kai can't help but smile.-

Kai: Yeah. I mean... we both know communication wasn't our strong suit back when we were a thing, so I'm glad you're better about it now.

-Beat-

Kai: ...Waaaaait a sec. You have a type, don't you. You have a type, and that type is "blue".

---

-Scarlette returns the smirk.-

Scarlette: I try my damn hardest to make myself sound cooler than I actually am, so good to know it's working.

Pianis: So... do I get it back?

Mezzo: Hm... nope.

Pianis: Why not? It doesn't really go with your costume.

-Mezzo laughs-

Mezzo: Wait, you thought I was actually going to wear the thing?

Pianis: Okay, why are you keeping it if you're not using it?

Mezzo: Because it amuses me.

Fortis: Piano, be nice!

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Asimov Party

Hm... Dunno, might be fun.

-Pent smiles a little bit-

It's clearly a case of backroom political albumizing.

Silas smirked and drew out his laser pistol, "Built this thing using the tech of another universe."

He picked up a drinking cup, tossed it, and shot it, "Functional and everything, my airship has a dedicated workshop filled with various printers. I could easily outfit you with a better suit that isn't just that hoodie outfit."

Silas put the pistol away and pulled out his P-Droid flipping through various suit designs, "I was tinkering with a few suits based on a new nanoweave that Asimov recently developed. It'd take forever to make but it'd work. Interested?"

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Asimov Island, behind Mezzo

-it's Pef!-

-except it obviously isn't, since they have bright blue hair that isn't half an inch long-

-they also look a little panicked, which in fairness is an expression one would probably expect to see on PEFE!Every, not Ever-

Ever: Mezzo Mezzo Mezzo you got a moment also hi Pianis the crown looks better on her sorry

Dunsparce didn't stop being a thing or anything.

Asimov Party

“Well, just for now,” Amaterasu said simply, drawing up three wisps and sending them out towards her trainer.

They orbited his head at an angle for a few seconds before vanishing. “Gotta take this,” he excused himself as he began approaching Ammy and Pent, a glassy look in his eyes.

[Insert Unoriginal Stinger Here]

Mezzo: Told you so.

Pianis: Seriously?

-Mezzo turns toward Ever-

Mezzo: What's going on?

Do not fear power... fear those who wield it.

Asimov Balcony Party Loft

Tommy: That'd be great! Though I was wondering if it'd be like super-cool kevlar type armor like in those Tinroof Jeff action figures. Or those really edgy padded leather-ish stuff that Professor Yew incorporates in the uniforms of his auric students. As long as it isn't those jammer/rashguard things. I've heard Parker Netherlands complain about them and and we're already off-puttingly similar as it is.

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius goes very red at Kai's observation.-

Lucius: I do not! I just happen to have recently been into people who are blue, that's all. You're not blue. Carol wasn't... okay, bad example. The point is, I am not about to let myself be Pidgeyholed by this narrow definition of "type" when I could be into theoretically anyone! It's simply a coincidence that a lot of those people happen to be blue.

Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 28th 2018 at 9:59:46 AM

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.

-Kai grins.-

Kai: Pffff. Then why are you turning so red, Lucy? Look at you, you're red. Because you like them because they're blue. It's the truth, Lucy.

-It should be noted, Kai is on at least their third drink.-

Asimov Island, Bar

-Lucius pouts and folds his arms - a gesture which would be a lot easier if he had more than one of them.-

Lucius: I reject your hypothesis. Me liking both Levi and Ever is entirely independent of them both being blue. You can't prove that there's any causation there without providing way more evidence, so eat it.

-It should also be noted that Lucius is on about his fourth or fifth drink, even after Ares cut him off. Where do they keep coming from?-

Edited by Herbert40k on Oct 28th 2018 at 10:13:49 AM

Trans rights are human rights. JK Rowling preaches hate. If you sit at a table with five bigots and say nothing, there are now six bigots.