Clad in black

Greetings. My name is Ingo, and I'm one of the Subway Masters in the Unova region. My twin brother, Emmet, is the other Subway Master. To be honest... I suppose I miss him a little, staying back in the Station by myself... I think it might be time to go back home now... Part of Trick Master's RP

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Arceus I need a doctor || Open

[isshuojou]

Rosa traveled back on the few cities she had already been through more than once, often because she needed to restock on a few items, run an errand or two, or even as simple as just wanting to get away from her training. Though for some odd reason training was one thing that she could not get away from.

Finding herself walking around aimlessly, the brunette noticed that she had stumbled upon a familiar facility. The subways. She didn’t get to go in them the last time she was about, mostly due to the fact that she was rushing through to get to the next city. Maybe she should stop in for a few seconds to see what the big fuss was about it.

Deciding that it would probably be better to just have some fun, she did a quick little u-turn and found herself running into the older male. He apologized at the collision and she simply shook her head, noting that it was not his fault.

“Huh? No problem at all! It was my fault. I wasn’t watching where I was going.

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Spinning. Everything was spinning. He just... he wanted to go back to sleep now... this was a dumb idea from the start, coming out like this... He was.. probably sick or something. Or something. Sure. He was definitely sick. He just didn't want to admit it. Being a health freak and everything. And Emmet would probably tease him to no ends about this.

He heard the person he bumped into say something. An apology, it seemed... or something else. He couldn't quite hear anything with this headache.

"Sorry... can't really hear..."

Now he sounds like he has hearing problems. Wonderful.

"...Do you know.. where's the closest Pokemon Centre...?"

In a flash of blue, the Subway Master's Chandelure releases itself from its pokeball and hovers over to the brunette girl, tugging at her sleeve and hoping that she would be kind enough to help its... master who couldn't quite take care of himself.

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@ dontbeafraidtoflyuphigh

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Having a short break from work, Skyla decided to fly her plane for a while. As usual, she just did a quick fly over the cities nearby, not wanting to stay too far off. If she was suddenly needed at the gym, she would want to come quickly and being far wouldn’t let that happen. She saw trainers, bikers, and a few workers walking around Driftviel City. Not finding anything interesting, she decided to just head back from her gym.

Landing her plane and hopping out, she saw a few kids in a circle around a man. He looked familiar, but she couldn’t see him too well from her distance. Walking closer, he turned to her and gave a look that said ‘help.’

Giggling slightly, she walked over to the man and children. Recognizing the man to be Ingo, one of the subway masters, she gave a smile before looking at the children. Placing her hands on a child’s back, she smiled at the group of them. “Now, now children. What did I tell you about listening to others?”

The kids stayed quiet for a while, all turning their heads when one of the little girls stepped forward. “You said that we have to listen and not be rude, right Skyla?”

Skyla nodded at the small girl. “That’s right! And if you don’t then you won’t be able to go flying with me tomorrow. I’d be so sad if you couldn’t come!” As Skyla frowned, the children gasped, not wanting to miss the flying trip either. They apologized to Ingo before running off to play somewhere else.

Skyla smiled at the children once more before turning back to Ingo and smiling. “Hi there! Sorry about that. We don’t get many visitors, especially not famous trainers such as yourself! Even I’m excited!”

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Noting her smile of amusement, the man suppresses a sigh and merely watches in silence as she walks over to the crowd of children that were surrounding him, pursing his lips as she speaks to them. Hoping that she knew what to do. She probably did, seeing that she had to handle them every single day. Unlike him, who had to be cooped up in the Subway all day long and watch preschoolers and other trainers battle...

...Not his fault that he had to be stuck in there. Not at all.

Then he made an expression that said something around 'Listen to the nice lady' and gestures over to Skyla. Yes. Doing that completely contributed to his current situation of of now. Yes. No. Stop it, Ingo. Skyla is handling this herself perfectly well.

But he couldn't help but nod in agreement with what she said to support it. Right. Hearing the children's apologies, he merely smiles back at them and waves them off, watching them while they ran back to where they were, heaving a small sigh of relief as they did. Finally. Now he can breathe again.

Aaand he completely forgot about Skyla that was the person that had been the one that got him out of that dilemma in the first place.

"Oh, it's alright." the Subway Master offers her a small smile and shakes his head, before taking a look around the place once more. It did seem rather peaceful, with the children running around and playing without a care of the world, and the adults simply chit-chatting with each other. It was so much more calm compared with Nimbasa City, that was for certain.

"I see. That's not surprising, I suppose. Pfft... it isn't much, really. I just.. needed a break. And my brother insisted that I should come here. But it certainly is a pleasure to meet you in person, Skyla."

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lying-truths replied to your post: masterfromkanto replied to your post:  OOC: Ash...

Touko would love to steal Ingo’s coat! I mean…Thread? Yes. Touko would like to thread. Yup.

Touko what. Okay I'll try and get a starter up along with Ash's... if I can. ))

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@ dontbeafraidtoflyuphigh

Mistralton City.

It had been forever since Ingo had left the station and without Emmet as well, to say the least. But the younger sibling had taken up the offer to take care of the subway for some odd reason, though he wasn't going to stand there and think about why. Even though he disliked leaving all the work back at Nimbasa, it was nice to have some fresh air now and then.

That was, if the kids would leave him alone.

"Wow, cool, Mister! Is that really your hair!"

"You're Ingo right? Or was it Emmet?"

"I wanna battle you, Mister, pleaaaaseee?"

Ingo had a very, very bad reputation with handling kids. He could tolerate them to an extent, yes, but to be surrounded by them-- Actually, no. He loved kids, but.. then again. He was tired. So very tired.

Taking a deep breath, the silver haired man sighs and manages a tight smile. "..Children... I'm on... leave today. Could you put it to a rest?"

Best way to handle children ever, Ingo. A+ for effort.

Catching sight of a certain brunette from the corner of his eye, he gives her a 'help' look and glances back down at the eager children, giving her a silent plea of help.

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masterfromkanto replied to your post: 

OOC: Ash too! :D btw he’s already meet him and Emmet.

dontbeafraidtoflyuphigh replied to your post: …hm Does anyone want to thread with Ingo..? I can...

Ohh, Skyla would love to! c:

I'll do what I can for today before I go but it'll be rather short ;n; sorry ))

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...hm

Does anyone want to thread with Ingo..? I can make starters I suppose...))

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Ughhh....

The older subway master rolled on the bed, the groan escaping his lips as he groggily got up. It was stranger for him to be so... slow and everything in the morning. He was usually rather... productive and everything, ready to go even though it was morning.

Not today.

Today he just wanted to wring something. Strangle something. Throw something at the wall. That insatiable feeling of needed to release the irritation he had as of now was pushed down firmly. No. He was not going to lose his composure. Something like this wasn't going to stop him, not now, not ever.

So instead, he did his usual morning routine in a daze and instead of going towards the subway, wandered out to the streets.

And bumped right into someone.

"...Sorry..." that was all that came from him, with how he was.

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Is there a certain somebody that you like?

A certain somebody? Whatever could you possibly mean?

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Subway Maestros

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Tackling his brother as tears continued to streak down his face,Emmet clung to Ingo,not releasing him from the vicegrip he had him in. The look on the eldest’s face was that of worry for his brother,and it comforted Emmet that even after all this time,the bond they shared was inseparable,and even during a time like this,Emmet found it hard to stay calm.

“Sorry,I’m sorry. I love you a lot…..” He would constantly tell Ingo how much he loved him,and it was really very comforting to hear him say he felt the same way. People always thought Emmet was childish,had no common sense,and basically disobeyed the more responsible and proper older sibling. No,Ingo would pound someone’s face in if they really said something like that to his face.

At the moment,everyone felt terrible. Emmet felt bad for not helping more. Ingo felt bad for not letting Emmet know what his troubles were,and everything was a mess.

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Ingo was no doubt surprised by the tackle, him hugging back his own brother albeit awkwardly as he sobbed, his expression only filled with concern for his brother. No matter what, he would always be worried for the other, and try his best to comfort his sibling... no only did he notice that he had been moving away from Emmet. Instead of trying to consult his own sibling, the elder twin had succumb to his own emotions, which resulted in their usually inseparable bond having cracks in it, which no doubt caused Emmet to be hurt. "...Tch." a sound of annoyance escapes his lip, angry at himself that he had failed to notice such a thing, even though it was his own brother.

"...It's okay, Emmet..." he murmurs quietly, allowing him to cry out of supposed frustration. "Please... there's no need to cry..." Even thugh Ingo said that, he knew that just by saying that he wouldn't be able to put a stop to Emmet's tears that easily. That, and he could feel himself about to break, the tears that had welled up in his eyes threatening to spill over. Biting down on his lip, it takes him a lot of effort not to cry, though a single tear had escaped, trailing down his cheek before dripping down onto his shirt.

Wiping away at his eyes hastily, he looks away with many emotions expressed on his features, an odd sight for someone who usually kept to a rather monotonous expression. Pain, regret, anger... it was all shown on his face, for the first time. Another tear. And another. "...Damn it..." he mutters under his breath, wiping it away roughly.

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Subway Maestros

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Tears began to form on the younger twins face,dripping slowly down his cheeks as he continued to smile at his brother,a bit heartbroken that he would not even go to his own twin for condolences. “Ingo…big brother,I do not think so. You are sad. You are unhappy. I miss those times when you and I would have heartfelt conversations,and be able to console each other when in pain.”Such conversations were not at all normal for either of them,but getting through difficult times together wouldn’t be hard,if only Ingo would let that wall he put up down to Emmet. 

Pressing his shaking hands to his cheeks,Emmet’s body shook a bit,as he was having a difficult time calming himself down. He never got upset like this,and he figured it was only a matter of time before Ingo too,began to cry. “I-I…I am sorry for not being a good brother to you. Not paying you back for all the times you’ve had to deal with me….you deserve something for all the good you’ve done.” Now,it wasn’t even about their mother and father,but the relationship the brother’s shared. It pained Emmet,and yet he still,after all this time,kept a smile on his face. To him,that smile basically helped him stay in one piece.

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Seeing the tears that had began pool up within his eyes and trail down his cheeks, the elder twin cringes at the sight of his sibling in tears and sighs at himself. So much for trying to make Emmet stay-- ...Wait. What? He... "...Emmet..." Ingo was honestly speechless as to how Emmet really felt, feeling guilty that he hadn't been able to tell that he felt as such even though he was his brother... "I... missed those times too. But ever since... ever since Mom and--" He pauses, a pained expression donned on his features for a moment. It was hard for him of speak of such a subject, but now wasn't a time to put up his usual wall against his brother. "...Mom and Dad... I've tried not to say anything regarding them. I'm sorry."

"Honestly, I think that speaking with you, of all people about it would do good for me, but I thought I would be being a bother by doing as such... though, I think it has been hurting you more, with me not telling you about how I actually feel." As much as he was being rather monotonous while saying this, his lower lip was quivering and he had to try hard not to cry as well. "...Emmet, no. You're a great brother. A brother that I love very much in fact. Please don't say that... I would never have asked for a better brother..." This was so screwed up. Instead of allowing Emmet to now be aware of his sadness, he had been causing the younger sibling grief instead...

"...It's fine. Really." he spoke once more after taking a deep breath, smiling back at Emmet weakly. "I'm sorry. For all those times that I've left you in the dark. For all those times.. where you had to see me weak, and helpless. And for not assuring you that you're doing everything in your power to help me. And well... as for that, I'm just happy to see you, smiling, dear brother. It amazes me how you can smile through almost anything and it also makes me happy that you're strong enough to do so. I've said it before, and I'll say it again; I'm glad to have you as a brother."

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Subway Maestros

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Staring blankly at his elder twin with a smile still plastered onto his face,Emmet shook his head ‘no’ in response to Ingo’s words. Liar. Knowing all too well that Ingo would never come to him for such a thing. Emmet knew it was bad for his brother,who wanted nothing more than to shield his younger twin from such a thing,and the internal struggles he was dealing with. But you need to realize that I am an adult and experiencing them will help me to help you.There was many things Emmet would not say aloud,as to hurt his brother’s feelings after all he’d done for the both of them,but he felt Ingo needed to hear it soon enough. Now was not the time,though.

“Brother,why do you insist on keeping such feelings inside you for so long? It is not healthy and our parents w-” Emmet froze,not daring to speak another word to his already damaged sibling. He felt bad now,but his smile showed nothing but happiness on his face. Such a bad time to bring up the death of their beloved mother and father,who wanted nothing more than the best for the two of them.

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…It was really creepy how Emmet could remain smiling no matter what the situation at times, especially when he was trying to be serious, here he was, still with a smile on his face. Though he was aware that there were times where Emmet was only smiling on the surface, and in actuality, not all that happy at all in the inside. They were twins after all, and each other knew when one was upset, or was truly happy. Only the both of them were able to see through each other’s facades… He probably should’ve thought that through before trying to hide things from his younger twin in the first place. Not like he wasn’t already aware that Emmet could see through him the most… he probably acted irrationally since he hadn’t thought it through. Basic Ingo style—he overreacts when caught off guard. Still, Emmet had shook his head… he probably didn’t accept that. Knowing him, Ingo would probably never go to Emmet for consultation, and that was actually a true fact. Though that little white lie made him feel guilty, and he was vaguely regretting his decision of saying such things.

Though… in reality, he would be happy if he had someone to talk to about the problems that he faced. Someone to talk to, during the times that he was about to break… that would be nice. Emmet wasn’t exactly the top of the list, but it would be nice if he wasn’t the only one to have to take the entire burden... but he was stubborn, and wasn’t going to let Emmet take any of it. He, Ingo, was the elder sibling between the two. It was his responsibility to take care of Emmet, to not let any harm befall him or put him through any sort of sorrow. He might be overprotecting Emmet in a sense… but after seeing him in that much sorrow after witnessing their parents’ death, he couldn’t help but to want to protect the younger twin.

“Hmm…” Humming under his breath his frown remained on his lips and he looks up at Emmet, a pained expression donned on his face. The mention of their parents never did any good to Ingo, and his hands were already beginning to shake… Mother… father…-- No, Ingo. Snap out of it, now’s not the time to show any Arceus damned weaknesses. His hands clenched into lethal fists, which after a moment relaxes and he exhales sharply. Bringing his gaze up, Ingo sighs under his breath and gives Emmet a sad smile. “I’m well aware of that, Emmet. Do not doubt that for a single moment.” Smiling faintly, he pets his younger sibling on the head gently and sighs again. “I’ve worried you, haven’t I? I’m sorry. But don’t fret brother, I’ll be fine.” Truly, he would be fine in the long-run, but even so, it was taking its toll on him, and he was on the verge of shattering.

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Subway Maestros

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“Weeeelll,I was thinking maybe we could go down to that little cafe we used to go to when we were children! And then we should go for a little walk!” Letting go of his twin’s hand,Emmet smiled cheerfully at Ingo,taking a few steps back to indicate he was ready to leave this part of Nimbasa City. He knew somewhere in the back of his mind,that his brother was troubled but would never show it. And it seemed that after the death of their parents,Ingo was the one who took the loss worse then his twin. Emmet never wanted to see him break into a sobbing mess,but if it meant getting closure on such a touchy subject,he was willing to help Ingo through it. 

“You know brother,you can tell me anything. I know that look in your eyes,and it’s telling me you need someone to talk to.” Emmet always paid attention to how Ingo acted,even if it was nothing out of the ordinary in the eyes of other people. Most couldn’t see a difference in the twins,mainly because they never paid attention or saw any sort of emotions other then the ones they kept constantly on their faces. 

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Bringing his attention back to Emmet as he spoke, Ingo raises a single brow at the mention of the cafe, which brought back both good and bad memories. His lips pull into a thin line and he looks away for a moment, before managing a slight smile. "Sounds good." he nods in agreement and brings his gaze over to the bustling city, with so many people wandering about the streets of Nimbasa City and onwards to its many available attractions. Of course, while contemplating this, Ingo was well aware that Emmet knew of what he was thinking... they were twins after all, which made understanding each other all the more easier, which was a problem as well. Anything that Ingo didn't want Emmet to know was easily unveiled and even though it wasn't much of a trouble, he still wished that there were some things that he could keep from Emmet. If anything in particular, his troubled mind as of now. Or maybe he was lucky enough to be able to conceal it from his twin this--

Actually, no. He'd been caught. Smart move, Ingo, smart move. Damn it, he should work on veiling his internal struggle and whatnot a lot better than he was right now. That was a pathetic attempt of even trying to shied it from Emmet. Was he even trying at all? And regarding what Emmet had said, yes, he needed someone to walk to, maybe let out some frustration as well... but he was never going to let Emmet be the receiver. Regardless, Emmet was his twin, and probably the only who would understand him the most... he still didn't want the younger twin to go through what he was going through already.

"I'm fine, Emmet." he says calmly, waving off his twin's worries casually. Or at least, attempting to do as such. He had been so indulged in his thoughts that they had automatically drifted over to the topic of their late parents, which always made him troubled, and feel at unease. Most of the time he'd be left to his own devices to try and clear his mind by himself, but then again, most of the time wasn't all the time. Every so often, he would find himself troubled while around his younger twin, which is exactly what he tried to avoid as much as possible. "There's no need for that. I am fully capable of coping with it myself." After the words leave his lips, the elder twin thinks for a brief moment, wondering whether Emmet might not be happy with how he kept hiding things from him... that was probably the case. "...If I do need help, I will not hesitate to find you. Shall that suffice?"

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Subway Maestros

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That’s what you always say,brother.Of course Emmet would not say this out-loud. He felt that since having to take on the roles of not only a sibling,but parents as well,Ingo was fragile,even though he tried to hide it,he could not fool his twin. In fact,they had a telepathic connection,though cliche as it was,actually was true for them. If one was troubled,the other could tell without batting an eyelash. 

“Yaaayyyy! Thank you big brother!” though Emmet said that,he felt a little hurt by Ingo’s constant comments about how troublesome he was or how childish he acted. Was it really that big of an issue? If it was,then why hasn’t anyone else spoken up about it? He wasn’t sure. Perhaps he was just teasing Emmet,like normal siblings did. Yes,that was it! Thinking about the subject no more,he lost the pout he held to get Ingo to break,and grabbed his brother’s hand,patting it affectionately with the childish grin on his face. 

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For some reason, Ingo could feel that sense of impending doom, as if his twin was well aware of the internal struggle he had and everything, but dismissed it as something of insignificance for the moment. What mattered most right now was that Emmet was safe, and with that he was already glad. Even so, there were times that he felt as if Emmet was aware of how he kept his emotions hidden, but was still unsure of the reason why. The main point of him having the burden of it all and whatnot, was to not let his younger twin feel sadness or any anxiety... though it was inevitable that they were twins after all, which made hiding things all the more difficult. As difficult as it was, he was determined to take most of the burden under his wing, and try and shield Emmet from all of it.. but how long would it take for him to break?

It was only a matter of time, before that calm disposition of his were to crumble, and he would be left in an emotional wreck. What were to happen to Emmet if he saw Ingo like that? Even he didn't wish to think about such things.

Shaking off that uneasy feeling, he brings his attention back to his twin and a small smile tugs at his lips, rolling his eyes in slight irritation at how he had thanked Ingo. Really, Emmet was such a cheerful person and all, he could hardly see him being all depressed over something... okay, maybe back when they were small, Emmet was the one that cried the most, but still. Seeing how he was today, there was no way that Ingo was ever going to push over the responsibilities he had attained ever since their parents' death, and that was his final decision. Huffling lightly, he places a hand on Emmet's head and pats it. "Relax, I was just teasing." he says with his usual stoic expression back in place. Allowing his hand to drop down to his side, he sighs a bit and blinks back at the other when Emmet takes hold of his hand and starts patting it. "...Well. Since we are already out here, what say you we do something else for today? I've already closed up the Battle Subway while trying to find you, and there's not many trainers today, for some odd reason."

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Subway Maestros

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Emmet didn’t really pay attention to his brother when he said that. I know that under that hard,standoffish exterior,he’s a big old softie!Assuming Ingo was happy to see him,he never let go of him and laughed a little,shaking his head. “No,I was just walking around. I must’ve lost track of time! I apologize for that. And what do you mean trouble? I’m not a troublemaker!” Emmet finally letting go,crossed his arms and poked his twin in the forehead,puffing out his cheeks in a childish way. 

It was always the same thing with Ingo; sighing,telling him not to misbehave and basically being his babysitter. It was comforting to Emmet knowing that his brother was looking out for him,but the assumption that he was always getting into trouble was a bit absurd. Oh well,I’m sure he just needs to find something to complain about. The white-clad male hadn’t a clue what he just told himself,so instead he continued with his pout. It always made Ingo give in. 

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Of course, Emmet wasn't paying attention to what he was saying. Then again, did the younger ever pay attention in the first place? No. It was like he had some kind of hyperactive syndrome that didn't allow him to focus at one thing at a time. Aggravating, yet amusing, to say the least. Sure, he was happy to be able to see his brother, although they did see each other most of the time, and it wasn't like they were in different regions or anything.. but still. Hearing Emmet's explanation, a sigh escapes his lips and he places a hand on his forehead. It was just like him to lose track of time from walking around. Ingo, on the other hand, would never have been so careless to make such a mistake. "You should be more careful with managing your time. And you can be a troublemaker at times, let me assure you." His head tilts back a little at the poke and he rubs his forehead gingerly, before being his gaze back over to Emmet. "Stop being such a child, Emmet."

Ingo found it to be his responsibility to take care of Emmet in every way, what with them losing their parents at such a young age, and him taking the lead as elder brother... worrying over his younger twin became like second nature to him. His serious disposition, everything he did was just to not worry Emmet, even though he was already shattered inside, he tried to stay strong in the exterior for his brother's sake. To him, he had to uphold the image of an elder brother, which lead to his distant and aloof nature when it came to others, unsure of how to act. And as for that assumption... he might've been overreacting a little, but remembering how he had left all of his Joltik running all over the Station made him think otherwise. And then again, there was the Pout.

The only thing that was probably capable of breaking his defenses was the pout that Emmet was giving him right now. "Don't give me that look, brother. I will not change my view even if you were to do as--" Freezing mid sentence, the silverette coughs awkwardly and attempts to regain his composure. "It d-doesn't make any of my opinion w-waver in the slightest--" Okay, it was obvious that he was just fighting a losing battle. Huffing again, the elder twin sighs in exasperation and waves his hand at Emmet. "Alright, alright; I take it back."

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Subway Maestros

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Laughing,the silver-haired male waves his arms over his head,not really understanding what was happening but enjoying nonetheless. His shockingly blue eyes looking around and catching sight of his big brother,and with a smile,hopped on over to Ingo. He got to see the eldest each and everyday,so it was a mystery as to why he would be so happy to see him all the time. They basically dressed the same,except the colors and their personalities. 

“Hello big brother! Why has your Haxorus been pushing me towards the Subway? I wasn’t aware we had more work to take care of!”

Wrapping his arms around his twin,Emmet pulled Ingo in for a tight hug. Emmet always showed his brother how much he cared,but not that it mattered since Ingo would always call him out on it. He knew that his sibling cared,but had a rather odd way of showing it. 

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Target captured. Haxorus allows a small huff of accomplishment to leave his throat before trotting over to his master's side, looking up at the silverette donned in black quizzically. Placing a hand on top of his head, Ingo pets the dragon gently and nods in approval, before bringing his attention back to his other twin. Of course, he would always greet his elder brother with that huge, bright smile on his face, which even Ingo would never admit it, made him a little happy. It was odd though, how they were twins and they were so different personality-wise."Good job, Haxorus." Retrieving said dragon's Pokeball, he withdraws the Pokemon back to its Pokeball and then inhales deeply, bringing his attention over to his younger brother.

"Emmet." the name left his lips, which were as always, pulled into an emotionless expression. Raising an eyebrow, the Subway Master crosses his arms over his chest and presses his fingers on his forehead. To be completely honest, he was a little worried, since Emmet seemed to be taking a little longer than usually with his break. Knowing Emmet, he might've gotten himself into some sort of trouble or whatnot and he decided to go out of the Battle Subway for a while to search for him. That was in all actuality of course. But it wasn't as if Ingo would ever give such a trivial excuse of doing such thing; even though it was the truth he wasn't going to let Emmet know that. "There are several things that do not move on their own and--"

Being pulled into the hug abruptly, his facial expression gives away to a little bit of annoyance and Ingo sighs aloud at his brother's actions. Affection came easily to him, unlike a certain someone who took things too seriously, and was about as awkward as a rock. Allowing the younger male to hug him for a while, he huffs unhappily and brings his azure gaze back to Emmet. "As I was saying... what-- no, why were you taking so long? I was wo-- afraid that you had gotten yourself into some sort of trouble again."

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Subway Maestros

With a yawn,Emmet walked out of the Battle Subway and down the street,thinking about grabbing a bite to eat before it was time to return to work. He didn’t have time to go home,get comfy then leave 10 minutes later. He looked around,not sure of where he should go to pass the time. Off a little ways,he noticed someone standing near one of the benches. With his signature smile on his face,Emmet ran over to them and removed his hat,bowing like a gentleman should. 

“Hello,I am Emmet! Might I inquire your name?” He was always one to make new friends,and even with people who didn’t really enjoy his clingy nature. His brother was one of those people. A few Joltik climbed out of his pocket and climbed up onto his shoulder. He moved his arm up and began to pet them affectionately. Boy,did he love his little friends.

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Crimson eyes scanned the area, as if they were intending to search for something in the area. Hidden within the bushes, he takes a slow, stealthy, step through the grassy plains, careful not to make any noise as he trudges through the field. Not wanting to alert his target. Silently, he makes his way closer towards the target, slowly... closer... and closer... THUNK! Glancing behind, he looks at the culprit that caused such a noise-- His tail. The Haxorus sighs under his breath and turns around, moving his tail out of the wedged place with a low rumble emerging from his throat. What was he doing here in the first place? Why would he, mighty dragon that was feared by all, be in the outside world for any reason at all?

"Haxorus, go find that brother of mine."

His eyes light up once more and he whirls around, searching from his 'target' once more. Darn it, since his tail had gotten wedged into that tight spot, he couldn't quite move, and lost sight of his master's brother. Moving out from away the bushes and cover, the attempt to even try to stay quiet completely gone. Sighing under his breath, he trudges through the bushes and makes his way back to the station in a saddened state... until he heard of a voice. The dragon spins around and catches sight of... the aforementioned 'target'. Tilting his head to a side, he moves over to Emmet's side and goes behind him, before pushing him towards the Station, as if telling him something.

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WHAT MAKES YOU FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU ARE IN A BAD MOOD?

His ears prick up at the sound of a robotic voice, turning his attention over to the robot that had supposedly asked him some sort of question. Seeing that it was merely a robot, and not a human being, his tensed features relax significantly and he heaves a small sigh.

"Well... generally, I'm not that easy to provoke. Unless it has anything to do with that Subway or my brother.. I don't get angry easily. But I suppose a talk from my brother or two would suffice in quenching my anger. He can be very persistent when he wants to be."