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Kids See Ghosts | Morty & Volkner

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Man, the amateurs working at the GTS had somehow managed to mess things up again and of course they relied on Volkner to fix it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s not like Volkner had plans for Saturday mornings or anything. It’s not like Volkner had a social life. It’s not like Volkner had challengers to attend to, or anything. …Well, he didn’t really have any of those things. But still, Volkner didn’t want to… Sigh. It was part of his duty as a leader, so the shining shocking star decided he could bear with it for a bit. …Not for too long, though.

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It was pretty obvious that he had a fondness of Ghost-types. While it might have stemmed from his abilities, he liked to believe that even without it, he’d still find the type appealing. They were mysterious, unfathomable to some people. Were they actually Pokemon? Are they even alive? The field of Pokemon research had made strides since the discovery of Ghost-types, but it still lagged behind other, more common types.

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The blonde tensed up at hearing “Excuse me,” annoyed at the possibility of some GTS worker following him out of the building. He turned around, ready to give them a piece of his mind, but he saw a very familiar man in purple. Where have I seen him? Volkner wondered, trying to think. Oh, right, they met at the PWT at one point. That was where they’d met, which explained why he thought it was so long since their last meeting.

“Ah... Yeah. Nice to meet - er - see you too,” Volkner said. “You can still be surprised, Jublife isn’t exactly my favorite place to be,” Volkner added. He wasn’t sure what the guy’s name was, so he tried to jog his memory. Morty, probably. “Morty, right? That was your name? I’m really bad with names, sorry.”

Volkner wasn’t really sure how to handle the situation. After all, he did plan to spend the day alone. But he couldn’t just leave, now, could he? Small talk was probably the right thing to do... “Why are you doing here?” Volkner asked. He was going to say “Why are you here” initially, but midway he realized what that would sound like, so he changed meaning.

...Yeah, he wasn’t the greatest at social interaction, especially when his morning had been filled up with annoying GTS workers.

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Kids See Ghosts | Morty & Volkner

“(Starter Call!! @mystiic-seer)

Man, the amateurs working at the GTS had somehow managed to mess things up again and of course they relied on Volkner to fix it. Why wouldn’t they? It’s not like Volkner had plans for Saturday mornings or anything. It’s not like Volkner had a social life. It’s not like Volkner had challengers to attend to, or anything. ...Well, he didn’t really have any of those things. But still, Volkner didn’t want to... Sigh. It was part of his duty as a leader, so the shining shocking star decided he could bear with it for a bit. ...Not for too long, though.

“Thanks a lot, Volkner!” said the employee at the GTS who had called him. For some reason, they were having difficulty accessing their trade records on their desktop, even though it was working fine on the other ones. ...And he did nothing to fix it and called Volkner right away. Just so Volkner could restart their desktop. What a waste. Either that, or he just didn’t opt to restart it. Volkner didn’t know which was worse, but he opted to say nothing other than “Yeah.” He didn’t want to offend the worker, after all - Or maybe he did, but it probably wasn’t worth his time to.

“Are you sure there’s nothing else wrong with the GTS?” Volkner asked, still struggling to believe that the only reason he was called was because the GTS worker neglected to try restarting his desktop first. He also didn’t really trust that the GTS was working fine, considering the workers at the GTS couldn’t even restart their machine.

“Oh yeah! There’s nothing else wrong. Don’t worry about it!” The employee stated. Volkner was about to say something else, but he was being let go early - This was an opportunity that he, on second thought, really wanted to take. So Volkner shrugged, swallowed back whatever else he was going to say, and walked towards the exit. And he swore that, as he was leaving, he could somewhat hear an angry client talking about why they couldn’t trade their Pokemon - but that wasn’t his problem, even though Volkner thought he could hear the same employee calling him back.

As Volkner stepped out of the GTS, he surveyed the city. ...It wouldn’t kill him to experience a bit of a change in scenery, now, would it? 

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all we do is win. | spark & volkner.

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       all things considered, spark was loving sinnoh. yes, it was the region where mystic thrived above all else  ( blegh. spark loved blanche with all of his heart, but their research was boring and his and candela’s were way cooler. or… not cooler, because they had a thing for ice, and him and candela were both more—you know what? this is an irrelevant tangent ). but there were little pockets of places where instinct prevailed! honestly, he was proud of his team. small and antagonized as they were. almost every gym along routes 209 and 210 were under instinct control, and faced very little competition, and lately, the gyms around sunyshore had fallen under near-constant instinct occupation.

       he had just walked into town from a visit to lake valor when he noticed the gym by the snorlax rock had just been taken over by his team, and hey, why not pay the lucky victor a visit? he walked up, only starting to survey the area as he shouted a  “ yo, instinct, what up, fam?”  what he didn’t expect to see was volkner himself hanging out.

       he was probably more surprised than he should be—after all, the other man both lived and worked in the city; he himself was merely a visitor. still, his eyes widened slightly, eyebrows raising as he approached the other man.

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Volkner finished taking down the Snorlax Rock Gym, hardly breaking a sweat as he called Electivire back into his Pokeball. Regardless, he found himself letting out a small breath he didn’t realize he was holding. The gym leader took a small step back, sorting through his Pokeballs until he found Lanturn’s Pokeball. She was probably the best defender he had, so Volkner deposited her to defend the gym. He knew that if it was just Lanturn defending, though, the Gym would probably go down really quickly, so he sent a message to one of his own Gym trainers.

“just took down snrlax rock. 5 spots open. tell ur chat and get over here if u want.”

Not waiting for a response, Volkner deposited his phone into his pocket and sat down on the sand with his knees up and his hands behind him, providing support. The fresh sea air felt amazing, and he heard nothing for a bit.

Of course, that was bound to change.

Volkner heard footsteps approaching, opting to ignore them. After all, it probably didn’t matter who it was. It wasn’t like they’d bother him, right? Wrong. Hella wrong. As whoever it was shouted out for Instinct players, Volkner winced at the loudness of his voice. Who the hell... Well, whatever. If Volkner remained quiet, the guy wouldn’t bother him, right?

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escort mission | green & volkner

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Volkner’s ideal Saturday morning didn’t involve waiting on a kid to show up so he could babysit him while he ran around doing nature-y stuff, but apparently since he was a Gym Leader, that made him double as a babysitter. Alright, that was a little exaggerating. The “kid” was his age, and was actually a former Champion. …Which should’ve excited Volkner, but the person - Green, apparently - wasn’t here to challenge the Gym circuit, which heavily demotivated Volkner. Of course, the gym leader could simply call in sick, but he somehow doubted that everyone else would buy it given how lazy he could get whenever he found it difficult to care about something.

Sigh.

He really didn’t want to waste his time helping someone do his research, but it wasn’t like he had a choice. Volkner wanted to keep being a Gym Leader, in the hope that another great battle would arrive. Until then, though, Volkner was forced to do what the league told him to do, which unfortunately meant cooperating and helping Green. What kind of a name was Green, anyway? Did his parents pick the first color they saw, or something? Whatever, though. All Volkner had to do was survive this and keep the league happy.

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Green was well aware of the guy called Volkner. It wasn’t everyday now that a Gym Leader has the gall to shut down his entire Gym because… he was bored. Or something. Green wasn’t really exactly sure why the guy did it. Or why he wasn’t fired afterward. Seriously, though, the guy ruins the power to his entire city, and then stops taking Gym battles just because he doesn’t get a good challenge?

Dude, that’s your job. As a fellow eighth Gym Leader, Green couldn’t exactly… relate. Like yeah, sure, he was definitely starting to face some Trainers that were getting way too easy nowadays, and he had depression, too. But like, suck it up.

Well, hopefully, the more time he’d spend with the guy, the more time he’d get to learn about his side of the story and get to turn the guy’s frown upside down.

And at the very least, he was cute. So. No arguing there.

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The former champion really threw his arm around Volkner’s shoulder. The eighth Gym Leader said nothing at first, not wanting to sound like he was intimidated by Green or anything - Also, it wasn’t every day a cute guy he just met wrapped his arm around him - but Volkner really disliked physical contact from almost everyone. And then even after that, Green had the gall to ask him where they should go... And Green called him Volky. Volky. VOLKY. This guy was cute, but definitely way too forward for Volkner’s liking. 

 Man, he really didn’t want to have make a decision. This was supposed to be just him accompanying Green on a trip, and... The kid didn’t even have an itinerary. That was like, rule number one of travelling somewhere, and Green broke it. Man... what a character. Wasn’t it not Volkner’s job to be a tour guide? From his experience with Flint, Volkner already knew that the Elite Four could be inanely aloof, but Cynthia had seemed very well organized, so Volkner figured a former champion would be the same. Big mistake. He sighed, thinking of how he could make this trip short... Or something. Then it hit him.

If Volkner could potentially lead Green to Snowpoint, the cold could be off-putting towards Green... Maybe off-putting enough that the Electric Gym Leader could go back to lazing around? But how would he convince the guy to go to Snowpoint... And he seemed like a genuinely nice guy, too. Even though how forward Green was really annoyed Volkner. Still, it wasn’t like Snowpoint was a bad idea. It had the temple, after all, and if Green could survive the trek there, maybe it’d be worth it for both of them.

“Fine. If you’ve heard of Snowpoint Temple in your research, we can go there,” Volkner grumbled. He wasn’t going to fill in any gaps he didn’t have to or want to, and he hoped that someone who put themselves forward as a researcher knew what the location was and what lore it held. 

The blond paused a bit, before adding, “And don’t call me Volky again.”

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static tides || falkner & volkner

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     Sunyshore isn’t quite what Falkner expected. Built out of the coastline, it expanded into the waters with stilts and bridges, lined with golden beaches. It’s oddly comforting, in a way — the unending horizon, for once unobscured by a tree line or distant ruins. And the SMELL ; sharp brine and warm sand. A refreshing change from all-too-familiar lake moss and, he glances back over his shoulder, the hum of a crowd.

     He’d dipped out at the earliest break in the conference. Falkner didn’t dislike the yearly international League meetings — he’d been in the circuit long enough to know a significant portion of the gym leaders and elites, but he wouldn’t deny that sheer numbers became quickly OVERWHELMING.

     His toes dig into the sand, arms hugging his knees to his chest so he can rest his chin. Wingulls circle overhead and scurry along the shoreline. Their beaks dig open the wet sand as each wave retreats, digging for food in the only seconds-long gaps. The slice of beach had appeared fairly secluded by virtue of no one else being in the immediate vicinity, but —

     The gulls swarm toward the incoming tide all at once. Falkner looks over his shoulder with a faint hint of a frown — was someone approaching … ?

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Volkner decided to head down to the beach, wanting an afternoon of relaxation. Not that there had been many challengers lately, but sometimes it was nice to just relax and unwind on the beach. Besides, the first part conference had taken a bit out of Volkner and now he felt lazy and tired. The Electric-type specialist didn’t understand why they had these things, with so many people.

When Volkner got to the beach, the first thing he noticed was the crowd. Oh, joy. More people. Well... He supposed that there was always the off limits area of the beach to go to. Not that there was actually anything dangerous there, Volkner just made that part behind the lighthouse off limits for moments like these.

As Volkner walked towards the area, he found the crowd was thinning. And he also found a person sitting on the beach. The person was dressed in blue, and had blue hair... Was he from the conference, by any chance?

Volkner frowned. He didn’t really want to socialize with another Gym Leader, especially when he’d go back to the conference in a bit. That’s why he just grunted in acknowledgement, approaching the other Gym Leader and walking past him. Volkner seemed to remember the Gym Leader’s name being Falkner.

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escort mission | green & volkner

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Well. Well well welly well well well. Well well well. We all knew the drill by now; you know how it is — research. New region. New fun. New chance to find out another fucking allergy Green never knew he had. Not till today, at least. But how could he complain? He got to travel the world and collect data on Pokemon. Fun stuff. Fun, fun stuff. Today’s destination — and, well, for the next two months or so — would be a little region called Sinnoh, among one of the many regions that simply fascinated Green.

In fact, he lied; it was one of the regions he’d already been to, but that he kept returning to, time and time again to dig his nose in further, and maybe find a different regional grass to sneeze at. For one, he knew that there were more Legendaries in this particular region than you could sneeze at, and they were dotted all over the region. For another, he needed to look no further than Mt. Coronet itself, and the fact that that one little mountain chain practically split the entire region’s topography in two — rather, three — to the point where you had tropical conditions to the east, and more forested conditions to the west.

And to the north? Snow. Lots and lots of snow.

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Volkner’s ideal Saturday morning didn’t involve waiting on a kid to show up so he could babysit him while he ran around doing nature-y stuff, but apparently since he was a Gym Leader, that made him double as a babysitter. Alright, that was a little exaggerating. The “kid” was his age, and was actually a former Champion. ...Which should’ve excited Volkner, but the person - Green, apparently - wasn’t here to challenge the Gym circuit, which heavily demotivated Volkner. Of course, the gym leader could simply call in sick, but he somehow doubted that everyone else would buy it given how lazy he could get whenever he found it difficult to care about something.

Sigh.

He really didn’t want to waste his time helping someone do his research, but it wasn’t like he had a choice. Volkner wanted to keep being a Gym Leader, in the hope that another great battle would arrive. Until then, though, Volkner was forced to do what the league told him to do, which unfortunately meant cooperating and helping Green. What kind of a name was Green, anyway? Did his parents pick the first color they saw, or something? Whatever, though. All Volkner had to do was survive this and keep the league happy.

Volkner waited at the port Green’s ship was scheduled to arrive at, checking his watch every now and then. I just have to wait five minutes, and then I can go and say he didn’t show up, Volkner thought. He considered lowering the sign he was holding, but he figured that if, on the off chance, Green did arrive before Volkner left and didn’t see the sign, he would probably complain. That wouldn’t be very good for Volkner. So with reluctance, he held the sign up.

The ship docked. Volkner stifled a yawn and straightened out of a slouch he didn’t know he had. He looked around tiredly, hoping to see someone who matched the picture he’d been given - as if information wasn’t just a quick web search away in this day and age - while hiding a bit within the crowd. He was about to smile when he saw nobody matching the picture, but he must have missed someone.

Oh wait, he hadn’t. He had seen someone with a Leafeon, but Volkner must not have looked very hard because that person happened to be Green - The same person who he was trying to avoid at that very moment. And the same person who was also currently standing in front of him. Unfortunate.

Green then started making conversation, which Volkner did his worst to follow. The Electric-type Gym Leader wasn’t a morning person, so he really couldn’t be asked to pay attention to his client. Wasn’t it just an escort mission? That’s all he was supposed to do. Volkner decided to take a leaf out of his childhood favorite character’s book and just say, “I know what you mean.” After all, Bugs Bunnelby almost always used either that or ‘Mhm,’ but leaving it at the latter would probably have told Green he wasn’t interested. Not that Volkner cared much, but he could at least half bullshit it.

“Where to,” Volkner asked in a monotone voice. He wasn’t 100% sure what he had to do aside from just escort Green - Did he have to drive him around, or something? He figured if he did something wrong, Green would just tell him and that’d be that, but with these people you never knew. Why did Green need an escort, anyway? Wasn’t he Mr. Champion or something?

Volkner was wondering where they’d go, anyway. If he was Champion and he needed an escort... Maybe Volkner was in for a treat after all. Time would tell, the Gym Leader just hoped it was worth it.

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