[To say Venkman is anxious is possibly the understatement of the century.
Within hours of contacting Winston for the first time in months, Venkman got on the train to Saffron and flew to the rest of the way to Pallet town. In a surprising display of intellect (and probably one of the last uses of his confiscated brain cell), he swapped his party around ahead of time so that most of his team would know Fly. Don't have to worry about taking a break because your Pokemon is exhausted from flying non-stop if you can immediately swap to a different one once the first starts to tire.
The unfortunate side-effect to that is that of his five flight-capable Pokemon, one outright hates him and another is just plain aggressive. Riding on the Critics while they're flying really does make Venkman feel like any second now he's gonna plummet to his not-death. Luckily, he's had almost eight months to get used to their shit, and he rarely gets bucked off anymore.
Eight months.
More than half a year without Winston. And from Winston's perspective, it's only been a few days.
Christ.
Venkman's been hanging around Pallet Town's docks for a few hours now. Not always literally at the docks- for now, he's at the nearby inn, which is... a little disorienting. The last time he was here, it wasn't even New Years yet. The whole town was covered in thick blankets of snow, and he'd only just caught his first non-egg Pokemon- a tiny fire bird.
Now it's a warm summer day, half of this tiny little town is at the farmer's market, and that tiny fire bird has grown into a powerhouse of a hawk, currently perched on the inn's roof, keeping an eye out for the approaching ferry.
The more time passes, the more anxious Venkman is. Eventually, he opens his Pokegear again to send probably the 100th message Winston's gotten from him today:]
if that ferry's late im gonna go fucking crazy i think
7/31 or 8/1
Within hours of contacting Winston for the first time in months, Venkman got on the train to Saffron and flew to the rest of the way to Pallet town. In a surprising display of intellect (and probably one of the last uses of his confiscated brain cell), he swapped his party around ahead of time so that most of his team would know Fly. Don't have to worry about taking a break because your Pokemon is exhausted from flying non-stop if you can immediately swap to a different one once the first starts to tire.
The unfortunate side-effect to that is that of his five flight-capable Pokemon, one outright hates him and another is just plain aggressive. Riding on the Critics while they're flying really does make Venkman feel like any second now he's gonna plummet to his not-death. Luckily, he's had almost eight months to get used to their shit, and he rarely gets bucked off anymore.
Eight months.
More than half a year without Winston. And from Winston's perspective, it's only been a few days.
Christ.
Venkman's been hanging around Pallet Town's docks for a few hours now. Not always literally at the docks- for now, he's at the nearby inn, which is... a little disorienting. The last time he was here, it wasn't even New Years yet. The whole town was covered in thick blankets of snow, and he'd only just caught his first non-egg Pokemon- a tiny fire bird.
Now it's a warm summer day, half of this tiny little town is at the farmer's market, and that tiny fire bird has grown into a powerhouse of a hawk, currently perched on the inn's roof, keeping an eye out for the approaching ferry.
The more time passes, the more anxious Venkman is. Eventually, he opens his Pokegear again to send probably the 100th message Winston's gotten from him today:]
if that ferry's late im gonna go fucking crazy i think