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[Crystal has discovered the journal, and after looking through it, had turned on the voice function which emitted a small beep.]
...I wonder if this works like a Pokégear.
[There's a short silence as she considers what to say next, and to take another look around her.]
Could anyone tell me where I am? It definitely doesn't look like anywhere in Johto, and it's definitely not Violet City. It'd be nice to know what happened to my clothes and Pokemon too. And if I find the idiot that changed my clothes, I'll be sure to give him a piece of my mind.
[A small flomp could be heard as the journal drops from her hands. A sharp intake of breath signaled that Crys has just found out about the wings.]
What's with those wings?! They won't come off!
...I wonder if this works like a Pokégear.
[There's a short silence as she considers what to say next, and to take another look around her.]
Could anyone tell me where I am? It definitely doesn't look like anywhere in Johto, and it's definitely not Violet City. It'd be nice to know what happened to my clothes and Pokemon too. And if I find the idiot that changed my clothes, I'll be sure to give him a piece of my mind.
[A small flomp could be heard as the journal drops from her hands. A sharp intake of breath signaled that Crys has just found out about the wings.]
What's with those wings?! They won't come off!