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(Technology is grand, but Fang has no patience for it. It's only thanks to her new furry friend that she hasn't smashed the communicator to pieces.)

Alright, is it on? Can anyone hear me? (The thick accent of a female Gran Pulsian is probably pretty startling to hear anyway. However there is an almost husky edge to this voice, perpetually sounding as if she has just woken out of a long slumber.

Which isn't far from the truth.) M'not sure how much I should say. The world doesn't seem t'be endin.

(The juries out on whether or not that's good.)

This cat thing can't talk. (Yes, she sounds disappointed by that.) So she directed me to this.

(There's a low expletive and a sigh.)

Guess there's no use in hidin' it. I'm Fang and if anyone could point me in the Savior's direction, I'd appreciate it.

(No! That doesn't sound insane at all!

Another button is pressed on accident - technology can take a hike, seriously - and bright green eyes can be seen, narrowed in frustration.)

Where's the off switch? (Have no fear, a Purrloin comes to the rescue, tapping the screen with a delicate paw. Does its grin seem wicked to anyone else?)

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(It hurts in its own way. Fang tries to pretend it doesn't, but her silence is likely telling.)

First things first. You've gotta make your home here.

At least the gods will leave you alone for awhile.

[It wasn't pleasant to see her words affect someone she cared for like that. Apologizing might just make it worse.]

Serah and I have a place in Cerulean. Though we're more than up for traveling. It's... like having a second chance here. You can do or be anything you want to.

...yeah, you can. (Lightning has nothing to apologize for. Fang would've sacrificed Lightning - to some degree - to rescue Vanille. This is just...

Her words - her ideas - being thrown back at her.

It still isn't right.)

I might be too old for it.

I'm not letting you off the hook that easy. You have two choices with that attitude. Either be dead weight, or pull your weight. Which do you think I'd prefer coming from you?

[Let's try and change the subject tone.]

(She lets out a long breath, ignoring, stubbornly, the way her heart pounds. Her fingers stretch and she finds a place to sit.)

I can't stay still, so that leaves one option, doesn't it? I won't get in the way of your sister time, promise.

Fang... Believe me, neither Serah nor I would ever consider you in the way. She wants you around just as much as I do.

[More in her case. Not something she wants to say out loud. Light looks at the screen and gives Fang a small, genuine smile. Having Serah around had loosened the Savior up a bit.]

We are not letting you go off on your own.

(She lays her lance across her lap and leans her head back. No, she is not acknowledging that warmth in her chest. Nope nope nope.)

I can take on any nasties for both of you. It's nice to have a guard Oerban on your side.

I think the only nasty you have to worry about is sitting smug in his office in Johto. Otherwise, I think it's my Pokémon who will be taking care of things for a while. Though you're our first line of defense when it comes to guys hitting on us. You have no idea how much that happens at the water park...

[Someone sounds very, very annoyed.]

Holding a grudge? I can make him into a kabob for you. (Her lance is long enough.) Are you sayin' you want me to pretend to be you and Serah's jealous girlfriend?

(Well that can be fun.)

I can handle the old drunk. [Help away though.

The second part of the reply has her acting as bashful as someone like her would act.] N-No. They leave Serah alone because she's engaged. I just threaten them. You should save that jealousy for your actual girlfriend in the future.

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A drunkard too? What a prize. (That's said in the flattest voice ever.)

Too late! (She snickers.) I'll give them a head-start, but if they push it...

I know where his office is. I'll pay him a visit the next time I'm in Johto.

[She gives Fang a blank look.] You want to pretend to be my girlfriend just to mess with guys like that.

If you want some company, just say so.

(Her eyebrows raise.) It's not my problem what they assume.

It's not company if you're the one trying to get to him first.

[Fang seems a bit too happy about this. Or Light is reading into this too much.] It's not like I'll complain about it. Gets their attention off of me.

So I'll wait. (She blows a dark strand out of her eyes.)

Which you don't like. What are friends for anyway?

You want to help take down a guy you have never even met. I'm not surprised.

[She chuckles.] Right. So I can count on you to keep creeps away. What would you want from me in return?

If you don't like him, chances are I won't either. (She's more or less wary of men anyway. Not all of them understand her.)

There's a kid... The clown guy was talkin' about him. The last he saw him was in Goldenrod, I think.

A kid shouldn't be on his own.

He's a dictator in the making. Calls himself president.

A kid? What's he look like?

Sounds like the sort we know far too well.

Dunno. His name is Wrath.

[That name has popped up a lot.]

He probably went home. People disappear to go home here all the time. I wouldn't worry too much about it. There is really no crime here.

That quick...? (Her stomach twists and she presses her lips together.) Poor guy. He'll keep lookin' until no stone is left unturned.

Yes. And no goodbyes. It can happen at any moment. Easiest way to tell is lack of contact. Another is people posting about it. In my case... Their Pokémon showing up in my box.

Who did you lose? (It's asked quietly and carefully.)

His name was Phoenix Wright. One of my traveling companions when I first got here. One of the only two people here other than my sister who I let call me Light... He was someone I could turn to for anything. He never judged me for what I was or what I had done in my past. Phoenix had a rough past as well. Closest I've ever had to a best friend.

[From the tone of her voice, he was family to her.]

(Wow. That is saying a lot. Fang looks away and hums.)

I'll keep a look out for him if you tell me what he looked like. I can't see your best bud leavin' for good. We've all got a sort of orbit around you.

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