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[After what feels like forever hanging out in Mt Moon, the boys finally reach Cerulean City. While Ray misses the mountain already, he quickly forgets when he realizes that there's a huge aquarium in this city! Only a day or two after arriving, he and Egon decide to have a date there just like old times.
Ray is frankly really excited about this and is practically pulling Egon by the hand into the building so they can see the fish as soon as possible.]
Gee I really hope they have a deep sea exhibit here! I would love to see some Pokemon
Ray is frankly really excited about this and is practically pulling Egon by the hand into the building so they can see the fish as soon as possible.]
Gee I really hope they have a deep sea exhibit here! I would love to see some Pokemon
[When Ray brought up the idea of going to the aquarium, Egon immediately dropped everything he was doing to go. If there's anything Egon enjoys more than ghosts and the supernatural, it's the unusual creatures that exist in the deep.
Egon allows himself to be dragged along, trying to take in as many sights as possible.]
I would certainly hope they do. If not actual specimens, then large scientifically accurate models.
[His eyes linger on a large tank featuring several Tentacool, which are bobbing and drifting in the slowly circulating water.]
Egon allows himself to be dragged along, trying to take in as many sights as possible.]
I would certainly hope they do. If not actual specimens, then large scientifically accurate models.
[His eyes linger on a large tank featuring several Tentacool, which are bobbing and drifting in the slowly circulating water.]
Aww, but Spengs! All the fun of an aquarium is seeing animals in their habitat, if it's just models we might as well go to a museum.
[Not that he hates museum- quite the opposite actually! But if he's going to an aquarium he wants aquarium things!
He leans against Egon as he admires the Tentacool.]
I hope they have a good touch tank here. Remember that one terrible aquarium where they were jerks and kicked us our of the touch tank room?
[It was definitely because they spent a solid hour there obsessing over the starfish.
Over the intercom, Egon might hear "Attention sea explorers: the special hourly presentation of Ancient Aquatic Pokemon will be starting in five minutes. Please make way to the main show tan!"]
[Not that he hates museum- quite the opposite actually! But if he's going to an aquarium he wants aquarium things!
He leans against Egon as he admires the Tentacool.]
I hope they have a good touch tank here. Remember that one terrible aquarium where they were jerks and kicked us our of the touch tank room?
[It was definitely because they spent a solid hour there obsessing over the starfish.
Over the intercom, Egon might hear "Attention sea explorers: the special hourly presentation of Ancient Aquatic Pokemon will be starting in five minutes. Please make way to the main show tan!"]
Museums are as equally interesting as aquariums. They also usually have more information if you request to view their archives.
[Just something he felt he ought to bring up! Egon instinctively leans into Ray.]
I think the reason they cited was "blocking foot traffic," which was frankly ridiculous--
[The announcement comes on, and Egon raises an eyebrow. He then turns to glance towards Ray.]
Hm. That sounds interesting. Would you like to go see the presentation?
[Just something he felt he ought to bring up! Egon instinctively leans into Ray.]
I think the reason they cited was "blocking foot traffic," which was frankly ridiculous--
[The announcement comes on, and Egon raises an eyebrow. He then turns to glance towards Ray.]
Hm. That sounds interesting. Would you like to go see the presentation?
Oh yeah I love museums too! But they're for different reasons, you know? Like I enjoy a good book on the occult and a comic book for different reasons, but I still adore both!
[Ray's eyes absolutely shine as he looks back at Egon.]
Of course I do! I wanna see what cool Pokemon they could show us.
[Ray's eyes absolutely shine as he looks back at Egon.]
Of course I do! I wanna see what cool Pokemon they could show us.
[Egon, for as long as Ray can remember, has been going out to the forest to collect weird mushroom and fungi. While Ray doesn't always join him, he loves going on nice walks with Egon. It's romantic! Also he gets to find the coolest animals on these walks.
Right now he's spending more time holding Egon's hand than actually looking for mushrooms, but he's distracted by a sudden loud thud that sounds a lot like footsteps.]
Hey, uh, Spengs? Did you hear that?
Right now he's spending more time holding Egon's hand than actually looking for mushrooms, but he's distracted by a sudden loud thud that sounds a lot like footsteps.]
Hey, uh, Spengs? Did you hear that?
[Egon doesn't even look up from inspecting a particularly fascinating lichen specimen attached to the root of a tree. He scratches gently at the bark, trying to detach some for a sample.]
Hear what--?
[Another thud. Egon pauses, quirking an eyebrow upwards and glancing towards Ray.]
Oh. I see. [A pause.] An Ultra-Beast, perhaps?
Hear what--?
[Another thud. Egon pauses, quirking an eyebrow upwards and glancing towards Ray.]
Oh. I see. [A pause.] An Ultra-Beast, perhaps?
[Ray's eyes shine as he puts a hand on Egon's shoulder.]
Wanna check it out? Maybe it's one of those weird giant bugs I've heard about
Wanna check it out? Maybe it's one of those weird giant bugs I've heard about
Egon, how many times do I gotta tell you to stop getting owned online?
[The last thing Venkman wants on this impromptu Sevii islands vacation is for Egon to spend the whole time stewing with rage because one of his friends(??) in this dimension disagreed with him about aliens. So after checking his gear and catching sight of the ongoing conversation between Egon and Ford, Venkman put a quick end to training his Pokemon for the afternoon and went to search for him.
His Omanyte scuttles after him- he put away most of the other Pokemon he had with him, but figured keeping her out could be useful. Worst case scenario, he's got a distraction mollusk immediately within reach to make Egon completely forget he was ever irritated in the first place.]
[The last thing Venkman wants on this impromptu Sevii islands vacation is for Egon to spend the whole time stewing with rage because one of his friends(??) in this dimension disagreed with him about aliens. So after checking his gear and catching sight of the ongoing conversation between Egon and Ford, Venkman put a quick end to training his Pokemon for the afternoon and went to search for him.
His Omanyte scuttles after him- he put away most of the other Pokemon he had with him, but figured keeping her out could be useful. Worst case scenario, he's got a distraction mollusk immediately within reach to make Egon completely forget he was ever irritated in the first place.]
Edited 2019-11-11 03:41 (UTC)
[Egon is sulking. Not that he'd ever admit it--he's simply thinking. That's all. He can't believe Ford would betray his trust like this by having the gall to believe in aliens!]
I was not getting "owned", as you so say. I was simply having a civilized argument with Dr. Stanford Pines about the existence of aliens.
[So, getting owned. He casts a sullen look towards the Omanyte before giving it a gentle scratch on the head.]
I was not getting "owned", as you so say. I was simply having a civilized argument with Dr. Stanford Pines about the existence of aliens.
[So, getting owned. He casts a sullen look towards the Omanyte before giving it a gentle scratch on the head.]
Ah-huh. I know you, Egie. That was about as civilized as wrestling.
[Miska's tentacles wiggle with excitement- Venkman rarely even touches her, so even the slightest pet is enough to get her riled up. It's one of the reasons she vastly prefers Egon. Even if his Hermann scares the hell out of her.]
You were like, a second away from snapping and telling him to meet you in a parking lot to settle shit in person.
[Miska's tentacles wiggle with excitement- Venkman rarely even touches her, so even the slightest pet is enough to get her riled up. It's one of the reasons she vastly prefers Egon. Even if his Hermann scares the hell out of her.]
You were like, a second away from snapping and telling him to meet you in a parking lot to settle shit in person.
Wrestling is fake. This was a genuine discourse that has caused me to lose all my respect for Dr. Pines.
[i dont know if im using discourse in the correct manner and at this point im too afraid to ask
Egon still won't look at Venkman, busying himself with scratching Miska's "arm" tentacles. It's like scratching a cat's paws.]
I have half a mind to contact him and propose a battle of wits.
[i dont know if im using discourse in the correct manner and at this point im too afraid to ask
Egon still won't look at Venkman, busying himself with scratching Miska's "arm" tentacles. It's like scratching a cat's paws.]
I have half a mind to contact him and propose a battle of wits.
[youre using it appropriately in the academic context and you're valid]
You're proving my point, here. And he's still in jail, he can't come kick your ass right now, anyway.
C'mon, Egon. You know Ray and Win and I- [How to phrase this without getting Egon even angrier...] -disagree with you on the topic of aliens, but you still respect us. ... I think.
You're proving my point, here. And he's still in jail, he can't come kick your ass right now, anyway.
C'mon, Egon. You know Ray and Win and I- [How to phrase this without getting Egon even angrier...] -disagree with you on the topic of aliens, but you still respect us. ... I think.
He won't be kicking my ass, because I will be winning.
[There's a brief pause as Egon turns to stare at Venkman. He picks up Miska in his arms in silence. After a few moments, he finally says--]
That is because you are my partners, and I value our relationship more than our disagreements. [A beat.] Whereas Pines is nothing more than a fellow academic, and as an academic, myself, it is my duty to correct him where he is wrong.
[There's a brief pause as Egon turns to stare at Venkman. He picks up Miska in his arms in silence. After a few moments, he finally says--]
That is because you are my partners, and I value our relationship more than our disagreements. [A beat.] Whereas Pines is nothing more than a fellow academic, and as an academic, myself, it is my duty to correct him where he is wrong.
[There's a special sort of joy in hearing Egon Spengler talk about kicking someone's ass, in so many words, and Venkman can't even savor the moment because he's supposed to be playing mediator. At least he manages to school his face into a neutral expression just before Egon turns to look at him.]
... Right. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful you care about us enough to not throw us aside like a used candy wrapper because we disagree with you on something that, fundamentally, doesn't matter that much in our daily lives- but I think it'd be great if you extended that same hospitality to the dwindling collection of people who actually like or respect the majority of us in some way.
[Miska, meanwhile, is having the time of her life, gently hugging Egon's arms with her tentacles and practically vibrating with joy.]
... Right. Don't get me wrong, I'm thankful you care about us enough to not throw us aside like a used candy wrapper because we disagree with you on something that, fundamentally, doesn't matter that much in our daily lives- but I think it'd be great if you extended that same hospitality to the dwindling collection of people who actually like or respect the majority of us in some way.
[Miska, meanwhile, is having the time of her life, gently hugging Egon's arms with her tentacles and practically vibrating with joy.]
Edited 2019-11-11 05:01 (UTC)
[Egon continues to stare at Venkman before looking off to the side, the barest expression of irritation on his face.]
Lack of respect did not stop us from starting our own business and providing an invaluable service to the public. We were ultimately in the right.
[He sounds vaguely smug about it.]
This argument doesn't concern you. I suggest you stay out of this.
Lack of respect did not stop us from starting our own business and providing an invaluable service to the public. We were ultimately in the right.
[He sounds vaguely smug about it.]
This argument doesn't concern you. I suggest you stay out of this.
Yeah, but it sure as hell made it harder.
It concerns me 'cause it concerns you. Shockingly, I care about you and don't want you pouting for the rest of the day- or the week- because you got in a fight with someone over the internet.
It concerns me 'cause it concerns you. Shockingly, I care about you and don't want you pouting for the rest of the day- or the week- because you got in a fight with someone over the internet.
I am not pouting. I am thinking about strategy.
[Egon falls silent, apparently mulling over the whole situation. He exhales sharply, his voice taking on a slightly softer tone.]
I suppose I shouldn't worry about it for now--what is done is done.
...But let it be said, the moment I see Pines again in person, I will be challenging him.
[Egon falls silent, apparently mulling over the whole situation. He exhales sharply, his voice taking on a slightly softer tone.]
I suppose I shouldn't worry about it for now--what is done is done.
...But let it be said, the moment I see Pines again in person, I will be challenging him.
Whatever you say, sweetheart.
[Half-sarcastic, half-fond. At least Egon's finally calming down a bit. Venkman leans over to kiss him as Miska curls closer into Egon's arms, content.]
... Please try to keep any challenges to just Pokemon battles. Dude's old, but he could still probably snap your neck.
[Half-sarcastic, half-fond. At least Egon's finally calming down a bit. Venkman leans over to kiss him as Miska curls closer into Egon's arms, content.]
... Please try to keep any challenges to just Pokemon battles. Dude's old, but he could still probably snap your neck.
I'm sure you will.
[Smartly, Venkman decides not to comment on the potential removal of Ford Pines' hands or the fact that Egon might be slightly overconfident about beating a seasoned veteran of the battling in this dimension. He instead capitalizes on the slight grin on Egon's face and kisses him again- and again, and again...]
[Smartly, Venkman decides not to comment on the potential removal of Ford Pines' hands or the fact that Egon might be slightly overconfident about beating a seasoned veteran of the battling in this dimension. He instead capitalizes on the slight grin on Egon's face and kisses him again- and again, and again...]
[That at least gets Egon's attention away from the fact that he's supposed to be angry at Ford. He shifts Miska in his arms, reaching for Venkman's hand and intertwining his fingers with his.
Miska's not being put down anytime soon. Sorry, Venkman. The gross trilobite is staying with Egon.
After a pause, he says--]
Are you trying to distract me?
Miska's not being put down anytime soon. Sorry, Venkman. The gross trilobite is staying with Egon.
After a pause, he says--]
Are you trying to distract me?
[Unfortunate, as one of the Omanyte's tentacles proceeds to brush against Venkman's wrist. He recoils for a moment, but recovers quickly.]
Me? Distract you? Of course not. Perish the thought.
... Unless it's working.
Me? Distract you? Of course not. Perish the thought.
... Unless it's working.
[Egon seems to struggle with how to respond to that. Then, with some reluctance--]
It is.
[He sounds almost annoyed at it, but the barest traces of a smile on his face say otherwise.]
I would still appreciate some support with regards to my feud with Dr. Pines.
[It's been...like...only a few hours....]
It is.
[He sounds almost annoyed at it, but the barest traces of a smile on his face say otherwise.]
I would still appreciate some support with regards to my feud with Dr. Pines.
[It's been...like...only a few hours....]
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