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[falenandawn]

[When he went to greet Lym this morning, Frey had found an empty room.

Staring in shock for a while, he wanders in, looking for anything that might be left, a sign of her presence. But there was nothing. It was as if she’d never been here. Gritting his teeth, he can’t take the sight anymore, and leaves the room, shutting the door behind him.

He

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[piggybabe]

[Her own voice is somber and void of the usual cheer she has on.] I'm sorry to hear that, Prince Freyjadour...

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[falenandawn]

[It'll be late when the reply comes: after spending the day in the battledome, Frey decided he'd bunk down in one of the new feather outposts for the night.] Thank you Ino-

Wait.... how did you know about that? [He's fine with being called by title, but he doesn't really introduce himself that way here. It's of no importance, and some people might not take well to calling someone by a title they cannot confirm.]

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[piggybabe]

[Don't think she didn't do some research. She blinks when asked, though, momentarily interrupting her emo-ing.]

You being a prince? Roy told me.

[falenandawn]

I see.... you don't have to call me that if you don't want to. I don't expect it or anything.

[He's still depressed, but he's at least tired enough he can talk without wanting to scream right now.]

[Action]

[13th_captain]

[Arumat will be training at the battle dome as usual. When he spots his student, he says nothing, but just watches, picking up the change in the other's demeanor instantly. He can guess at the cause, though not the specific person. But if Frey mopes around too much, he might just have something to say about that...]

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[falenandawn]

[He's not so much moping as training hard and not stopping anytime soon. His opponents are strangely dressed people in masks, quick and skilled by their movements, but he's doesn't seem perturbed by it. Neither does he seem perturbed when one or two seem more like animals then people in battle- Wild, deadly, almost like they were too strong to be human at points.

He's certainly not fighting casually, though. There's a coldness in how he takes them out, as there always was with nethergate.]

[Action]

[13th_captain]

[It's not just mere curiosity that leads Arumat to continue watching. He's evaluating his student's skill as well as studying these unfamiliar opponents-- after all, something new is something new for him to challenge himself with in the battle dome later. It's interesting, though, to see how the normally-quiet and calm Frey is so very different in battle...

He'll be leaning against the wall in the hallway once the other finally emerges from the simulation room.]

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[falenandawn]

[Frey finally emerges once the time runs down, heading out with the intention to get some water and take a short breather before starting again- He's planning to exhaust himself, if he can.

He pauses, though, when he sees his teacher in the hallway.] Arumat, Sir?

[Voice]

[falenanthief]

...Sorry to hear that, Prince.

[Voice]

[falenandawn]

[It's late when the response comes. Frey sounds... tired.] She came from a time before everything happened. Before her Sacred Games.

[She was going back to experience everything that had already happened for Frey.]

[Voice]

[falenanthief]

[Figuring that the Prince needed some time, Roy mostly keep the journal close, only opening to check for any new entries or if Frey reply back throughout the day.]

She'd have a lot to deal with.

[Most of what he knows is either public knowledge or told by others in the army.]

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[falenandawn]

I never told her about anything that happened.

[And he's wondering if that was for the best, now. What if she might have remembered something? He knew they supposedly didn't remember anything, but....]

[tsuntrader]

[Silver, of course, is at the battle dome. It's just what he does. If he weren't here, he'd be training out in the woods. It's not like there's much else to do here anyway, at least in his opinion.

Of course, it's break time. A good sized break time, since while he pushes his Pokémon pretty hard, he doesn't want to push them too hard. It results in he and his three Pokemon sitting on the floor in the viewing room, drinking water and munching on snacks. Sneasel and Murkrow may or may not be watching Frey going at his battledome simulation from the viewing room! The four of them should be chilling long enough to run into Frey if he stops for a break regardless. They've been here for a while.]

[falenandawn]

[They might enjoy or otherwise be horrified to see Frey taking out several monsters, then. Not pokemon, not by any means, but monsters nonetheless. There might even be a bit of magic, blades or light or wind, specifically, tossed in.

When he does take a break, he'll blink at the sight of a familiar face.]

Silver?

[tsuntrader]

[Alright that's enough sitting around let's- oh. It's Frey.] Hi. [It's a greeting, at least. Both Sneasel and Murkrow, on the other hand, see it fit to GREET THE SUPER AWESOME BATTLING GUY with waves , enthusiastic expressions, and looking him over. ...Guys what are you doing.]

[falenandawn]

[Well... that's kind of amusing. And ever so slightly odd. He'll wave back, an eyebrow raised at their antics.] You use the simulator to train?

[voice]

[mischiefbreeder]

Oh... Is that so? Guess that explains a lot...

...Don't be stupid out there.

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[falenandawn]

[As with all the other replies, it'll come in the evening.] Sorry I didn't stick around to tell you in person.

I won't.