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[thricebeatheart]

[All that’s showing is a blur of ground and leaves. The sound keeps crackling in and out, what little audio there is mostly consisting of harsh ringing tone each time the Pokegear is whipped around through the air, and thunked against the ground. Brand new, and it’s already getting the rough treatment.]

[There’s something else of interest, however.

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[seasalttwilight]

[And Roxas sighs to go into help the newbie mode]

It's the---

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[seasalttwilight]

[It's really hard to tell if his face is excited or surprised or just flat out angry because dammit Sora you left and you weren't supposed to, you promised you weren't and now you're back and yeah. What are emotions and how do I deal with them?]

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[seasalttwilight]

---Sora?

[Asked tentatively. Just to make sure]

[thricebeatheart]

[Give him a second- what is technology, really?]

That's me! [For all the world a little bubble of sunshine; he's completely unaware of how much effect his next words could, will have.]

And you are?

[seasalttwilight]

...

[Dammit Johto. Why does this always happen? It takes him a while to answer since he's processing all of this.]

You don't remember.

[thricebeatheart]

No, I don't.

[It's said almost agreeably.]

[...]

Did I forget something?

[seasalttwilight]

...You were here before. We met.

[He knows it's not Sora's fault so he's trying not to get mad but still. Just when he thinks Johto's cutting him a break.]

[thricebeatheart]

Oh...

[He was here before. That's news. Roxas... really doesn't look too happy about it though. And taking a small moment to think about it-]

I'm sorry; I didn't mean to forget you. But I'd like to start over!

You know my name; what's yours?

[seasalttwilight]

[Mumbled>Not like we really have a choice.

I'm Roxas.

[thricebeatheart]

Right! Well it's settled- we're friends again.

[Not that he blames him for looking like a downer, but its hard to know what to say. Roxas hit it in one sentence; what choice do they have?]

[He opens his mouth to say something else- and the Gear goes flying as a hand slaps across his face.]

Buh- Riku!

[seasalttwilight]

[Roxas opens his mouth to respond, and then closes it. Of course they'd be friends again. He should know this by now]

What kind of pokemon did you get?

[thricebeatheart]

A monkey.

[A bit of a scramble, and he's holding up the Gear again, Riku sunning herself a little too smugly on the top of his head.]

She kind of reminds me of a world I went to; lots of jungle, lots of gorillas.

[Lots of Heartless, too.]

[seasalttwilight]

It's called an Aipom. It's a pokemon.

[He nods. He knows the world.]

[thricebeatheart]

Aipom?

[In a world where Roxas knows more about life than Sora, scary things are bound to happen.]

[Except not really.]

They didn't really say anything about her, just asked me to name her and told me to go adventuring.

[300+ new trainers and the welcoming spiel is getting old.]

[seasalttwilight]

Yeah. That's it's name. It's your pokemon.

[thricebeatheart]

So wait; you just get a pokemon like that? And keep it?

[He'd always wanted a pet, but he was thinking more along the lines of a puppy.]