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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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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.

That's the thing... If you're not here anymore, your number is unlisted. No one can contact you. And if your Pokémon are left to others... Unless he returns to this world, there's no finding him. He was staying with others. He's definitely gone.

Yeah, yeah yeah. You're talkin' to someone who slept for centuries. Nothing is impossible, Light. If you're here, he'll turn up again and you'll need someone to spot him.

I can swing some deals with the locals in whatever city we pass through.

Every person who comes here makes a post. That's the only way I know he's back again.

But he has a daughter back home who needs him.

It's not your choice whether he comes back, stays or leaves. She'll be alright until he gets back to her.

At least time in our world doesn't pass while we're here... speaking of time...

[This is important since she had this conversation with Serah.] What do you remember before you came here?

First day of the Apocalypse. (Fun fun fun~) Things were really getting heated up.

The first day... [So a different part of her own timeline?] Had we met again at that point?

It was the count down, I should say. I don't really include the lead up. (So the world was actually disintegrating.)

[So she herself was a little further up on the timeline.] I see. At least you're about the same time frame as me. Serah... she's from a few hundred years earlier.

I figured her memories were a little different. (Probably for the best.) Seems like we're running to our deaths anyway.

No. [That came out more forcefully than she intended.]

I'm not letting any of you die.

Focus on Serah. (No pun intended.) I know what Vanille plans and if she goes, I go.

I don't want you feelin' bad about it either.

Fang... I'm from further on that timeline... you won't remember this conversation when you go home, but Vanille.... you both are safe, and so are Snow and Serah. [May as well let Fang have some peace here.] Vanille will survive when you go back.

(She has harbored a cautious hope, like the last flame in the pitch black night.)

Are you... Are you sure?

Yes. We stopped her. Showed her the Order was wrong. She freed those souls, with your help, your prayers. Those souls will be in the new world, just like you two. I promise.

[Would she lie to you?]

(It's not fair that she breaks down. Burying her face against her knees as she draws them to her chest, her shoulders shake and her breathing is uneven.

They live? Vanille lives?

All this time preparing to die and...

They bloody well live.)

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