From: Marco262 (email@example.com)
Subject: [PW!] Card games and fast travel
Darian looked at his watch and fell backwards from surprise. It had
been over a month and the two kids were still standing there staring at
each other. Neither had said a word or even blinked in that time. Darian
kept looking at the boy, then the girl, then back to his watch. He was
less shocked that these two could stand there for so long, than
disgusted that he had been doing the same thing.
He sneered ever so slightly. "Screw this, I gotta find an Eevee." He
walked to the Celadon Mansion, which had now been completely rebuilt. In
fact, all of Celadon had been restored so that not even the keenest eye
could tell that a near-Armegeddon had ravaged the town once before.
Darian trudged up endless flights of stairs until he came to the
door of the man who, it was said, would give out Eevees to any kid that
came along. Must be a lonely paedo, Darian thought. He slowly opened the
door, prepared to defend himself or run.
A fat, balding man with gray hair sat on a folding chair behind a
rotting wooden table in the middle of an empty room. He looked up from
his solitaire game when he heard Darian come in.
"Welcome! I haven't had a visitor in such a long time!" he said,
smiling warmly. The corners of his eyes scrunched up as he rose from
table. His beaten shoes squeaked against the wooden floor. He grasped
Darian's hand and shook it enthusiastically. Darian returned the
gesture, smiling back at him.
"Hello, are you the man who gives out Eevees?" he inquired. The
happy expression fell from the man's face. He shook his head sadly.
"Sorry kid, but I couldn't afford to keep the Eevees any more. Giving
them out for free is just too hard on the wallet." he said, gesturing
towards his tattered clothes. Then his face brightened again. "But we
could always play Go Magikarp! Or how about old Jynx?"
Darian held up his hands. "Sorry, I'm kind of in a hurry. Do you
know where I could get an Eevee?" The man seemed to ignore Darian and
gathered up the cards on the table. He sat down and started shuffling
This isn't getting me anywhere, Darian thought. Just as he was about
to turn around and leave, the man spoke up. "I sent them to Mr. Fuji."
he said. "Apparently he has some kind of affinity for them. Now about
that game of-" He stopped in midsentence. He was alone in the room
again. He sighed and dealt himself a new hand of Solitaire.
-Marco262, Aspiring Regular