[Trying to find a specific someone in a sea of mostly indistinguishable, vaguely human figures is ridiculously impossible. John had been in bed when the announcement crackled over the loudspeakers. He'd been waiting on Rose and fallen asleep before she made it back to the room, apparently. And in light of what had just happened, he had to find her. And Dave. And the other John and the other Dave and everybody else and damn this was going to be hard.]
[But a laugh coming from an indigo figure catches his attention. It's the kind of laugh that John would never want to hear, especially from the person he's 99% sure is his best friend. This is not an okay laugh.]
[It's broken and terrible and it would make John's skin crawl if he actually had any skin.]
Dave? Is that you? [A blue figure approaches, speaking in a familiar voice.] It's John. Pokémon trainer John, if I can even rightly all myself that anymore...
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[But a laugh coming from an indigo figure catches his attention. It's the kind of laugh that John would never want to hear, especially from the person he's 99% sure is his best friend. This is not an okay laugh.]
[It's broken and terrible and it would make John's skin crawl if he actually had any skin.]
Dave? Is that you? [A blue figure approaches, speaking in a familiar voice.] It's John. Pokémon trainer John, if I can even rightly all myself that anymore...