worktodo | 005 | Saffron City

TESTING: VALIDATION

☉ SAFFRON CITY LABS ☉
1212 Amber Lane, Saffron City, Kanto
Audio: (555) 765-3666 — Text: (555) 756-6732
John Deerling, Ph.D., Laboratory Director
Toxicology Report
Report Issued: 10/09/2012 14:40

Patient Name: REDACTED
Patient ID: 20H914G
Chain: 421335
Age/Level: 30L
Gender: M
Species: PARAS
Workorder: 125781

Specimens Received:

ID: 001
Tube/Container: CLEAR GLASS VIAL
Volume/Mass: 5g
Collection Date/Time: 9/01/1989
Matrix Source: "STUN" SPORE

Positive Findings:

SEE ATTACHED SHEETS FOR DETAILED ANALYSIS

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[It's afternoon waning toward evening in Saffron City, and at the moment Albert Rosenfield can be found in one of the city's small Pokemon parks, a briefcase stowed securely on a nearby bench and a pink rubber ball in one hand. With him today are his Scyther, obediently hovering near the bench and briefcase like a good underling, and his Poochyena, who appears to be more interested in the ball than anything else.

Albert, meanwhile, is spending the majority of his time giving the ball a series of thoughtful squeezes in his hand while he thinks, but occasionally rears back and lets it fly in a surprisingly graceful arc — at which point Gandhina unfailingly tears off after it, paws scrabbling at the grass and dirt as she hurtles off into the distance to retrieve her toy.]

The problem isn't going to be isolating it, it's going to be getting it to stick around long enough to do any good. However those mushrooms came about, evolution or divine design, you've got to give them some credit — we're looking at pretty nasty stuff here. Direct contact ought to be the easier of the two to handle, once we come up some way of making the neutralizing agent stick. Respiratory...unless you've got any bright ideas, we're gonna need a mask.

[At this point, Gandhina comes charging back with a now-somewhat-slobbery ball in her teeth, and Albert crouches down to retrieve it from her, but sets it aside and stays down to examine her adorable puppy muzzle and jowls.]

Hold still, you dumb mutt — you know, I was going to say it'd be a problem to cut off the use of your jaws with a rig like that, but anything that keeps you from picking up everything under the sun —

[Pleased by the attention and presuming these words of her master's are praise, Gandhina's tail is wagging at about a mile a minute.]

Dummy, grab the tape measure and toss it over here. Not the easiest task in the world without a set of opposable thumbs, I know, but hey, you're a bright bug, I'm sure you're up to the challenge.

[And then, as a Scyther leans over to retrieve the aforementioned tape measure, he abruptly notices that the Gear is on and quickly — and probably a little guiltily — shuts it off.]

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[Later, a more intentional bit of commentary from Albert hits the network.]

So whose bright idea was it to hide all the tolerable cities on the other end of a six-hour train ride? Skyscrapers, business districts, a concert hall. Five minutes out of the station and I'd already counted eight coffee peddlers.

Now all that's left is to turn a corner and come across a bakery selling thirty-one flavors of pie, and by golly, we'll have ourselves the makings of heaven here.

Threaded | Flat

What city are you in? I haven't found good coffee since I got to Johto. [It makes Reid a sad puppy. :<

He's not sure whether Albert knew about the earlier broadcast or not, but hell, he was going to want to talk to him anyway.] Also, Albert, I wanted to ask you if you've made any progress with the tochukaso, and if Thing has started redeveloping it. All the Paras I've seen near here so far all have at least two visible mushrooms; I knew it was endemic, but I guess I didn't realize the scale. [Reid's taking mental notes on it so far, and he's interest in being updated on the progress before they can exchange notes in person.

And no, he doesn't notice that he just used Albert's first name instead of calling him 'Dr. Rosenfield' like usual. He's getting more comfortable with Albert. Not so comfortable that he'll start babbling about his own research unsolicited, though.]

S-Stop calling your Pokemon mean names!

Goldenrod has big buildings and businesses. They do that thirty-one flavors thing, too, just with ice cream, not pie.

[YOU DON'T JUST LEAVE.]

I figured you'd take a liking to Saffron, but not that you'd be so eager to leave Johto.

_{[LIKE OKAY he's not exactly disapproving AS SUCH, but there's a sort of vague frown to it. The implication is, of course, did you leave the viking kids.]}

WHAT WAS THAT ABOUT A TRAIN, ALBERT? THERE'S A TRAIN HERE?

[He hasn't seen a train station in any of the three towns he's been to, so this is a surprise.]

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