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Five-hundred-and-one million, six-hundred-twenty-two thousand, seven-hundred-thirty-one...

[When the video feed flickers on, you get a nice view of the starry night sky stretching endlessly above. His voice filters through whimsically like something distant and far away.]There's Andromeda to the north, Libra... Vulpecula, and maybe Orion's to the

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[There's another person out late tonight--yawning and tired as Shisa prances and scampers ahead of him.

He peers around sleepily, swearing he caught the sound of a voice. Eventually he slows not far from the lamppost, glancing up and pausing as he sees Fuji, blinking in surprise.]

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[He's not the only one blinking in surprise -- Fuji peers down from up above, eyes refocusing in the dim lighting.

Ah, a familiar face. He waves, cheery.]

Sleep-walking is a mysterious thing, isn't it?

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Sleep-walking? [He echoes, confused for a moment.

Excuse him for being muzzy--getting dragged out by your Houndour late will do that to a guy.]

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[... a pause.]

Just out of curiosity, are you awake?

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...Almost. [So he says with a groggy chuckle.

man it takes him way too long to wake up. It'll be another good half hour before he can think properly.]

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[Hm. Gears, clicking away.]

Well, that's fairly good to know. Though I think I've always wanted to talk to a sleeping person. [Aaaand whistling-- the Flygon carries him down genially.]

Sleep-talking is supposed to be prophetic, isn't it?

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Have you? [Sleepy mumbling. Shisa stares at Fuji, ears twitching as she stays by Naoki's ankles.]

Hmm? It is?

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[Ah, perfect.]

It is, isn't it? And I think I am-- right now.

[aaaand, moving to his satchel. cue egg! He turns it over in his hands introspectively, before holding it up to the light.] Say... what's your name?

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You are? But...

[Pausing and trailing off. Naoki blinks with sleepy curiosity at him, and then covers a yawn with his hand.] Naoki--Naoki Kashima. And yours?

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[He pauses for a delicate second, then holds out the egg, almost disregarding the question--]

Naoki, then. Mind holding this for me?

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[Naoki blinks at him. He's confused, momentarily, by the lack of answer to his question but just says, holding out his hands in the process,]

Uh? Sure?

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Here we go. [Handing over the egg, he digs around in his satchel.

Ah, a few pokemon treats. Bending down, he shakes one in Shisa's direction.] Late night snack?

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[Naoki shifts the egg to the crook of one arm, supporting it with his opposite hand. Shisa, in the meanwhile, perks up and wags her tail, trotting closer.

She sniffs at Fuji's hand before accepting the treat, then trotting away to gnaw at it. Amused, Naoki says,] Shisa, say thank you.

[GNAWGNAWbarkGNAW.]

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[He hums, just a little surprised, because honestly, this is the first time that he's been so close to a dog and... not have it within inches of his face angrily.

It's probably the treats.

Aaaand, holding out another, this time a little higher so that the dog can't readily reach it.]

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[Shisa eyes the treat.

... :| She's not gonna jump for that, buddy. So she sits. With as much of a lineface as a Houndour can make. Naoki just merely watches, amused.]

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[No, but you might have a better chance at jumping at your trainer, all things considered. Because he's tossing the treat to Naoki. Think fast!]

Catch!