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[denynamax]

" This is Piers... don't bother me when I'm recording unless it's important. Bye. "

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[denynamax]

[ critical hit ]

If anything, she's the talented one... But, um.




Thank... you.

[derailer]

You are welcome! Perhaps when I return to my home, we can make plans to meet again, and you can introduce me to her!

[denynamax]

You're that confident we can get home in the first place?

[derailer]

...Yes.

[Though actually, you can hear his hesitation when faced with that direct question.]

1/2

[denynamax]

[Yeah. To Piers's ears, that hesitation is deafening.]

[denynamax]

[It's fine though. It's the little white lie of hope that gets you through the day, right? He's familiar. It doesn't need more dissecting.]

...A'right. We can show you a proper good time in Spikemuth.

[derailer]

[It's a massive white lie that forms the foundation of his mental health currently, and he subconsciously appreciates the cooperation.]

Wonderful! I will look forward to it! I am certain you will be welcome in Nimbasa City as well.

[denynamax]

Nimbasa City... 'strewth. That's even bigger than Wyndon.

[derailer]

Is it? I will have to readjust to it myself before being able to effectively conduct any visitors...

[denynamax]

It's huge, mate. The dynamax stadiums were modeled after the Big Stadium in Nimbasa, I've heard. And the ferris wheel's famous.

Marnie's gonna want to do a lot of shopping...

[RIP THEIR BUDGET]

[derailer]

I am the one extending the invitation, so I will make sure I can afford the expenses!

[Not that he has any concept currently of how expensive international travel is, or how much money he earns in the future, or how much anything in the city costs or what a big stadium or ferris wheel even is... et cetera.]

[denynamax]

[rip your budget too]

You might regret that, mate. But... I'll be lookin' forward to it.

[derailer]

Good!

[...lowering his voice]

May I ask you a couple clarifying questions? I understand if it is too much of an inconvenience.

[denynamax]

[blinks?]

Yeah? G'wan.

[derailer]

[He tries to parse that prompt, mostly fails, but then continues anyway, so it works out.]

Can you explain... what this big stadium and ferris wheel are? I have no memory of these things.

[denynamax]

...Ah.

Well. Y'see this gym? It's fine and all for one on one battling, but sometimes you need an bigger space to move around in. Not just any building - a whole field. And it's not just family and friends watching, but a hundred thousand folks from all over the region.

A stadium's a battleground for megastars. Imagine standing on the pitch, cheers so loud it drowns out your thoughts... sky open above you, the fever of excitement and clashing desires. And there's even more cameras recording for people to watch across the world.

Imagine a Pokemon battle there.

[derailer]

Oh...! That is—almost overwhelming to imagine. To think that there would be a hundred thousand people in a city at all, and then to imagine all of them paying attention at once...

[He thinks he has an idea of why he and Emmet might choose to have their battles underground, with a strictly limited capacity.]

But it must be a transcendental experience!

[denynamax]

...It's definitely somethin'.

Almost all the gyms in Galar take place in stadiums. Bit smaller than Wyndon Stadium - maybe 60,00 seats instead of 100,00. But I think Nimbasa's Big Stadium's for sporting events, not the League.

[derailer]

Human sports, do you mean? I have no talent myself, but that also sounds very interesting to watch!

Where does the "ferris wheel" factor in?

[Piers answered thoroughly enough that Ingo has lost the self-consciousness that made him lower his voice initially.]

[denynamax]

That's a separate attraction, but Wyndon's got one've those too...

[how to describe. he thinks for a moment...]

You've got trains running on a track underground, right? They move more or less flat. When some bloke invented the ferris wheel, they went - what if I wanted to see the city from the sky while ridin' in a personalized coach?

Instead of a track, you've got a giant wheel stickin' up into the sky. And it spins, carryin' compartments that fit 'bout two or four people on each spoke. Goes a leisurely pace - but it's popular for tourists, bein' able to see the whole city. And handsy teens who want a private place to neck 100 meters off the ground.

Since the damn things are so big, they're usually decked out in lights on the side. Like a glittering jewel 'gainst the city skyline.

[derailer]

[He listens to the description with awe, although he does scoff at the remark about horny teens.]

What a wonderful curiosity! It does sound a little familiar.

[denynamax]

[teens will be teens]

They're pretty hard to miss. Maybe you've ridden it with your bro before - gettin' out from underground and all.

[derailer]

I am sure we must have, if we lived in the city all our lives!!

[denynamax]

Y'never know. Sometimes you live with something every day of your life... it's so normal to see it, you don't think it's anything special.

[derailer]

I see... Is there anything like that in—Spikemuth, was it?