The Grand Opening

[driftingmods]

[A large WELCOME sign is hanging from the buildings when you walk into Levanta Town, but that seems to be the only sign that today is any different than any other day. The villagers are simply going about their daily business. However, if they are approached they are more than happy to explain the region as well as they can to any new arrivals.

Welcome to Levanta Town in The Drifting Land!]

Comments

[battlestandby]

... I can't believe you'd just... forget me so easily!

[notinmtsilver]

It's been six years! It wasn't like I traveled with you. [Hell, the gym leaders are kind of fuzzy too. What order did he go at them in?]

[battlestandby]

You can't remember a rival?

[notinmtsilver]

Six years!

[battlestandby]

You don't even remember how you got your Infernape?

[notinmtsilver]

... ... ... Paul?

[battlestandby]

Finally.

[notinmtsilver]

You're so short. [WHAT IS TACT]

[battlestandby]

... Hmph. You still like to point out the obvious. But you were shorter than me when we were the same age.

[notinmtsilver]

Doesn't matter now, does it?

How've you been since the League? I haven't run into you.

[battlestandby]

[Sigh. That much was obvious, if Ash couldn't remember him...]

It hasn't been that long since the League for me. Brandon rejected my request for a rematch until I completed the Battle Frontier in Kanto. I was on my way there before ending up here.

[notinmtsilver]

Well, I guess that's kinda expected. Good luck in the Battle Frontier. It's tough.

Er... whenever you get back, I mean.

[battlestandby]

Yeah, you would know...

[still bitter about that, always will be]

[notinmtsilver]

I did battle them.

... You sound... unhappier than usual. Something wrong?

[battlestandby]

"Than usual"? A few minutes ago you had no idea who I was. What would you know?

[notinmtsilver]

You were that purple haired grumpy kid.

... I think I only saw you smile once.

[battlestandby]

You really are lacking a long-term memory span...

[notinmtsilver]

A lot of stuff happens in six years.

[battlestandby]

Tch... whatever. I'm sure I'd forget you entirely within six years.

[notinmtsilver]

... I wouldn't doubt it.

[battlestandby]

... Well, whatever. I have better things to do than waste time here with you.

[no he doesn't]

[notinmtsilver]

Didn't you just get here?

[battlestandby]

So... what about it?

[notinmtsilver]

What are you busy doing?

[battlestandby]

[oh for fuck's sake how do we get out of this

oh right, the old standard!]

None of your business.