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Departure.
SENDOFF. For a Team Galactic stronghold, Eterna City is a lot more pleasant than it could have been. You've largely been left alone by the locals except for those which you've chosen to engage. and they all still seem rather blank and dead behind the eyes; that said, however, they seem a bit more...lively here than they have elsewhere. They notice you, and perhaps more telling they have vague interest in things - in pursuing things just because they can, and not because they have to. However, your time here is drawing to a close; it's time to leave, to head north to Snowpoint City - and it seems that some of those people that have noticed you have caught wind of your intentions. After all, it's very cold up there; can you really be sure you have enough supplies? Just outside the Pokémon Center the morning you set out, there are large baskets full of supplies waiting for you - warm jackets and blankets, first-aid kits with medication that can be used on humans, and a few potions and the like for your Pokémon as well. There isn't any indication of who left them, just notes reading "For Our Visitors" tacked onto them. There's also something odd along with them - a box with a different note, written in flowery script. "I thought you might appreciate these. - Cynthia" As for what's inside...well, you'll have to open it and see. [OOC: Welcome to the end of Week 5! The box Cynthia left you contains one of your submitted material regains, whichever you decide that one regain to be! No NPC response will be given to this post, though you can thread here amongst yourselves if you wish; we'll see you tomorrow at noon with a new log for your further adventures!] |
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[ She asks because she's got a white coat under her arm which she sure wasn't wearing and didn't have packed with her last she remembered. Zora's Domain wouldn't be that cold, after all. ]
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[A decade ago, to be more precise]
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Is it ... a badge?
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["Worked". Kind of. Wasn't exactly a legal job]
I was...fired, for lack of a better word. Complicated circumstances. They should have kept this with them since then, and I doubt they'd have given it to just any person.
[Well, it's possible this isn't his pin, but it's still hard to believe anyone got their hands onto a pin from the Dojima family, just like that]
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Hmmm. ]
How strange, that it would end up in this world... would it be on anyone? [ Like, could it be someone else's? ]
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[...then whoever owns it is going to get in trouble with the family. Dangers of impostors and what not, if someone loses a pin]
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[ Hmmm. ]