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Who: Tony + Varies
Where: Tony's lab and then the medical room
When: Early Grasshopper 3- Grasshopper 4
What: Between bad self-care and poor ventilation while working on specific chemicals, Tony passes out
Warnings: CW: Distress and medical stuff? Tony being Tony? Idk.
Notes: Tony's classes are going to be suspended for a couple weeks.

Grasshopper 3, The Incident [Narrative]
It'd been a rough few weeks. He'd made a decision to end his relationship with Ignis only to have the man disappear. He had to watch the man depart on platform day and hold his child as she mourned the loss. His other kid, Peter, was a mess with losing May and still not over Gwen leaving- not that he blamed the boy at all. Wei and his son leaving had been hard to watch too.

So, he coped as he always coped- by working. The pressure to find a cure for a boy who deserved to have his life back spurred him on as well. Working closely with Peter and sometimes Conan, he knew they were getting close. With just a little more coffee, a little more bourbon, he was sure they were going to get that breakthrough.

He'd woken up early and returned to his work. In a beaker, he added a chemical compound he'd created over the last few days and watched the reaction. He winced as the reaction kicked up an awful smell. Turning to write some notes, he felt the room start to spin. The coffee cup fell out of his hand and broke on the floor. Coughing, he couldn't catch his breath. Putting a hand to his chest, he felt pain lance through his body stemming from his heart. Just when he hit the floor, he didn't know but the world turned black.

The Rescue [Closed to Kitty, the Doctor, and whoever else she might need (medical people, idk?)]

When Kitty finds him, he's on the floor barely breathing. It's not quite a heart attack but the symptoms are really similar. A few of the coffee cup shards dug into his skin when he fell. He needs help and fast!

Grasshopper 3 (late) and Grasshopper 4, Medical Room [OTA]

He spent the majority of the day asleep. Slowly sometime that evening, Tony woke feeling weak and disoriented. He groaned finding himself in the medical room. That was never a good sign.

[ooc: Feel free to come bug him after he's woken up.]

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"It is weird," he nodded in agreement. He sort of regretted moving his head like that though. "For the last several months I was collecting data on people's home worlds and a remarkable amount of them had the same calendar and time system as mine. This place though.. it has different names but the days seem to line up."

She was so cute. He liked how she was clearly getting into his head scratches and petting down her mane. He really needed to introduce this thing to his kids. He sort of missed the next few sentences before realizing the boy was talking. It was hard to keep up with all of it.

He breathed a small laugh. "It's alright." He opened his mouth to say more in Japanese, which he knew well, but he couldn't quite bring any words to mind. It was disturbing that he couldn't remember. What were they talking about again?

"Isn't it rough on your animal here to have them fight each other? My world has outlawed animal fighting as a sport."

"Hohhhh...bet tha' got 'xhausting," he drawls, raising his brows. "Th's train's huge! That's way too many people t' sort out!" But then again, there's a reason that's never been something people had him do.

The mention of pokemon battles is something that Katsuya can't help but liken to Duel Spirits though. He remembers thinking the same thing, when he saw them as real. But worse, wondering what would happen if they stopped. The monsters obviously enjoyed themselves. Lived for it, even. If they took that away...

Well beyond that. "...I think...it might work differen', even wherever she's from," he eventually says, a quiet tone in his voice. "Back 'n Alola...it w's like livin' in a cartoon, almos'. Where there wasn' anythin' wrong w' anythin'. Sure, tha' wasn't true but...even th' fights between pokemon, they weren't what fightin' animals looked like. I dunno how serious it gets anywhere else w' differen' pokemon, but where I was at least, th' weirdest thing was...no one got hurt. Not one got more than scrapes 'n such, an' more than tha', the pokemon themselves would be rarin' f'r th' fight first.

"Like watchin' someone grab a pair 'f foam swords, I guess. 'f things got serious, it could get serious, but a proper pokemon battle never felt that hard. More like a game, than anythin'."

Katsuya shakes himself, the ponyta pausing to look back as well. "Anyway...I ain't about t' force Kaseri int' somethin' she doesn' wanna be doin'. I think she likes runnin' around 'n makin' stuff float more, 'f y' ask me!" he laughs. "Worst case, I got 'er pokeball ready t' pull her int' safety!"

The blond pulls it out of his sweater pocket, the pink and purple thing shining slightly under the light of the room. A cute ball for a cute pony, apparently!

"It was." The number of people who kept showing up every few weeks was crazy. He'd kept it up as long as he could, but he hadn't gotten any answers and just a headache.

He listened curiously to the description of Katsuya's world. That sounded pretty different than how Eva had described it. The animals- er- pokemon wanted to fight? "She described her world darker than that. I'm glad your not from somewhere like that." If it was that casual and safe, maybe it would be more interesting to him.

"She makes things float?" He asked with a chuckle. He looked at the pony. "Please don't make me float. I don't think my stomach could handle it right now." He was kidding around with her. His gaze went back to the boy. "Have you met Alice or Madoka? They would love to meet your pony here."

"Yeah tell me abou' it! Her oricorio looked like a real bird!" he exclaims, shaking his head. "Th' ones back home are more like...I guess if y' took a bunch 'f dancers an' then drew 'm like birds? Somethin' like tha'!" There's definitely some obvious differences just with the ponyta at least, so there's hope for that.

"Hihh, careful not t' say th' f-word t' much then, or she'll make us both do it!" And then both of them get nauseous! No!

"Alice?" Katsuya shakes his head. "Nah... Oh! I met Madoka though!" he grins. "She helped me make hot choc'late comin' in, we're on th' same team even!" He points at the blue sweater, as if it weren't a particularly obvious colour. "'S great! Got th' one colour that doesn' make me look blindin'!"

He gave Katsuya a very odd look trying and failing to understand that description. Nope. He just.. nope. His head couldn't take it and he wasn't sure he cared enough to push it.

What matter was this pony was cute.

He smiled when the guy recognized Madoka. "That sounds like her, yes. I've adopted her and one other boy on the train, Joss. Peter is.. well, special in more than one way. But Alice is always a little sweetheart. She's another one of the little girls on the train." He might end up adopting her too if no one beat him to it.

Clearly, the cuteness is most important. "Eh? Like properly adopted?" Katsuya blinks- adoption in general is just weird for him to hear as something going on. Even without the matter of Kaiba, it just...wasn't something that happened a whole lot where he came from.

He makes note of the names though. "Nyh...take yer word for it I guess? I don' recognize th' guy's names, so..." Well, he'll run into Peter later at any rate. "Heh- I'll keep my eye out f'r a little girl then! Be like havin' my sister around again!"

More than he realizes too, given Shizuka moved out with his mom around Alice's age.

"Well.. as proper as one can do on a train that has kidnapped us from our home worlds, yes." He smiled, thinking about the kids and looked at the fellow in the room, who he'd also consider a kid. "Sometimes it helps to know you have someone looking out for you in such a random and unreliable place as this."

The little pony's nose was like velvet it was so soft. He had thought having a horse-like animal on board would be a terrible idea, but clearly he'd been wrong. "Your friend here would make a great therapy pony."

To that, he simply shrugs. "Eh, seem'd a better start than where I was last- jus' fell through a wormhole int' a forest there!" he snorts. "An' everyone who showed up fr'm another world there came in tha' way. Maybe they didn' land in a forest, but they fell through a hole anyway. Wakin' up on th' platform w'th stuff in a bag was kinda nice act'lly."

As nice as that kind of situation can be though. Katsuya seems to agree about the pony however, nodding. "Heh- tha's pr'tty much why I'm glad she's here t' be hones'. Keep's folks calm- me included, ev'n if we're sleepin'. Got someone in mind though?" he finds himself asking curiously.

One eyebrow rose. "You.. fell through a hole?" That was.. yeah, he had no words for that. Awkward wasn't quite enough. Although, there was a more interesting point being made. "So you've been taken from your original world before? Did you go home first and then fall through a hole or were you at the world you were first brought to and then came here?"

"Huh?" Excuse him, he'd gotten a little distracted petting the pony. A beat. "Oh, no, not- no. Just in general." Nope, he had definitely not made that remark about himself. Not. At. All.

Stop looking at him.

He's totally not looking at you at all sir, nope, not at all-

Kaseri gives a strangely cheerful whinny, and her mane glows a little.

"Heh! General works too- could make it a thing, like 'come t' th's carriage an' chill w'th a pony if yer upset'!" he laughs, before refocusing on the first few questions.

"Yep. Big ol' wormhole through space 'n such. Th' folks at Alola were tryin' t' figure out how t' get 'm all re-linked so folks could go back, by th' time I disappeared. Some were stable. Some...not so much," he adds with a shrug. "Mine wasn' anyway. So I w's in Alola, in a bed b'fore wakin' up here. Compared t' everythin' else tha' could happen, I figure it could be worse."