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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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[ Her question causes a visible reaction: Naminé's expressions softens even more, warms. ]

We met when we both arrived at the same time. We traveled together, for a little while.

Yeah she's good about pickin' up those that need a helping hand. (Though don't get gooey with her. Fang knows better.) What's your name, Princess?

[ The nickname's a surprise! And it makes her flush a little. ]

I'm Naminé.

(Nearly everyone gets a nickname around Fang.)

I'm glad you contacted me, Naminé. Can you tell me where I can find our Sunshine?

We're in Cerulean City right now. If you've just arrived... you'll have to take the ferry to Kanto. It does take a few days, though.

Cerulean, ferry to Kanto. Got it. I'll get my hands on a map an' -

(The Purrloin hisses. No traveling over water!)

Oh shove it. You'll live.

...maybe.

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If your Purrloin is afraid of water... you can put it inside the ball you should have. It will be comfortable inside.

(She rolls her eyes for dramatic effect, snorting.)

If I must, but it's gonna be hard bein' alone.

(Don't fall for her act, Naminé. Fang is just fine being alone. But it's fun pulling at her Pokémon's emotional strings.

Except it doesn't work. The Purrloin gives her a steady, unamused stare before turning around and showing her its backside.

Well!)

...had to give it a try.

I don't think it'll be so bad. There are other trainers on the ferry, I think.

[ But the exchange does get a soft laugh from her. ]

Have you named your Purrloin?

See what you'll be missin' out on? (The Purrloin does not care. It's clearly time for a bath; not a discussion about evil ferries.

Fang cocks her head thoughtfully:)

Dia. She definitely doesn't play by anyone's rules. (And Dia fits because it means through, across, apart or opposed in moment.)

Dia. That's a nice name.

[ Incoming: A very fluffy Cinccino. Have to scope out precious trainer's new acquaintances, after all! ]

Mini was my starter.

I attract the stubborn types. Might as well give her a good name.

(She's a magnet for trouble. If her Purrloin is the same way, they'll get along swell.)

These animals... (She shakes her head in awe.) Looks like you're ready for winter!

[ She sort of can't argue with that. Lightning can be pretty stubborn, from what she's seen. ]

There are so many different types. Dogs, cats, bugs, dragons... and they're all so smart.

Whoa whoa whoa. Back up. Did you say dragons?

(She has a new goal.)

[ The magic word, clearly! She nods. ]

Many different types of dragons, too. Lightning has one. [ And that sure is her Noibat flying into view. ] Even small ones, like these.

(Her desire for one rises when she sees the Noibat.)

I gotta find myself one of those! (And it has to be biggest and most bad ass. Of course.)

Alright, kitten, time for a snooze. (She picks up the Pokéball and smirks. Dia lifts her nose into the air, watching Fang intently. There's some kind of silent war going on between them, but it can be forgotten for now.

With the Purrloin resting in the ball, Fang hefts her pack over one shoulder, using her free hand to carry her spear.)

I haven't seen any in any of the routes around here... but, if someone has an egg, I can let you know.

[ ... Naminé's eyes widen. ]

You're a warrior?

Would you? I'd find a way to make you a great trade. (Oh this brings up memories. Trading had been big on Gran Pulse.)

More or less. (But the way she spins her spear says she has a ton of experience using it.)

I... wouldn't mind giving it to you as a gift. But many people usually sell them for money.

[ It's pretty amazing! Naminé nods, eyes wide. ]

I've... never had a reason to fight, but I admire those who do.

Would you prefer money? (She can swing a deal. It's not like she's without skills.)

You'll find one or two reasons to do it. It's a natural part of life.

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If you insist... I think that would work.

[ Maybe so, but... hm. ]

I'm... not sure I would ever be strong enough to.

Sounds fair to me!

(She isn't going to make Naminé do work for nothing. She's a sweet girl and that isn't right.)

Strength comes from training and hard work. I could whip you into shape to do more than you realize.

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