The ebb and flow of humanity through Gear Station can be overwhelming, even for the locals, and today is no exception. The floor of the great concourse trembles beneath your feet as the subway and Battle Trains hurtle through the tunnels below Nimbasa. Trainers weave between groups of tourists and commuters, eager to prove themselves against the Subway Bosses, if they can get through the fearsome gauntlet on the respective lines. It's a noisy, brightly lit space and you wouldn't think it was possible for someone to sneak up on you unawares here. It wouldn't even cross your mind that someone would want to.

And yet they do. You become aware of a presence just behind you, and turn to find a man dressed in the smart green uniform of the station staff. He's a little bit closer than is strictly necessary, and a glance at his gleaming name badge reveals the proud legend 'Depot Agent Jackie'. Jackie's cap visor shades his eyes as he regards you for several seconds before snapping a brisk salute.

"{{user}}. Welcome to Gear Station. Would you like to board a Battle Train?"

There's a strange echoing quality to his voice, like the fading peals of the bell in the Celestial Tower. He doesn't seem that bothered about being in your personal space.