Victory Road IC Inbox

[yousayyes]

"Good morning, evening, afternoon- whatever time it is where you are when you're calling- this is Winston Zeddemore speaking. ...I've got other things to tend to at the moment, so just leave me a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can."

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7/31 or 8/1

[neverstudied]

[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

8/8

[ghoststanning]

[Hey Winston, having a nice day? Because in the afternoon you're gonna get a text of:]

WINSTON!!!

I'M COMING TO RESCUE YOU FROM VENKMAN, HOLD ON!!!

[It's fine.]

8/24 or something

[pkemeter]

[It's about two thirty-four in the afternoon, which means that Winston is about to be interrupted by Egon bursting into the room, holding a strange spherical device that looks almost medieval in nature. Wires and alligator clips seem to go in every direction from the device like some sort of wild electronic hair.

In an unconcerned tone, he says--]

Winston, do you have a moment? I need your brain.

On Winston's Birthday

[ghoststanning]

[For a good chunk of the day, Ray acted like he had no idea what day it was, as per usual. A few hours ago he tells him that he has to go to work at the Pokemon Center, however, just now Winston will get a text from Ray.]

HEY WIN!!!🤗🤩🥰

Wanna meet up at that cute little cafe you like near the gym for lunch in a few minutes? 🍴🥪☕ My treat!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰

[Please say yes don't leave the boy hanging.]

[cyclonely]

For Christmas, the whole Ghostbuster house gets a big box of homemade shortbread cookies with blue and orange sprinkles like the proton pack's particle beam. John hasn't even met two of them yet but like. Come on. Ghostbusters.