[Brock can be found in the park with an odd blue frog-looking thing, calling out commands.]
All right, Croagunk! Let's try a Poison Jab on that rock!
Croooo...Croagunk!
[The rock is pulverized into dust by the frog's glowing purple fist!]
Right Good one! Now try Brick Break on that larger one! Like we practiced!
[The frog looks oddly at Brock, sighs,
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Ah, that lovely voice, that slight scent of a bar mixed with flowers...could it be?
[He turns around, his eyes lighting up as he clasps Tifa's hands between his.]
It is you, Miss Tifa! She who gave all when there was precious little to give, the epitome of angelic saintliness! What, pray tell, brings you out here?
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[Noticing the half-finished statue...]
Um... that's quite a collection you've got there.
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Oh, uh, yeah...Croagunk and I havn't met that many people yet, you see...haha...
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[And you probably won't get to know many more by making creepy statues of them, Brock. But she's too tactful to say this.]
I see...
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"Crooo...Crooagunk!"
..heh, really? You want to fight her, Croagunk?
[The frog looks up at Brock and nods.]
It'd be better training than making these statues, for sure...how about it, Miss Tifa? Would you like a sparring session with Croagunk?
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[he trails off]
...This town doesn't have one, does it?
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No, but, Croagunk's strong, I trained him that way myself! I'm actually a bit worried he might hurt you, Miss Tifa...
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[Pulls on her gloves. Battle stance time!]
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