[The feed comes on after a few experimental clicks, showing the slightly tanned face of Oerba Yun Fang, her eyes still searching the device.]
Huh.
[Her deep green eyes come up to meet with the camera. She pulls away from the device, and begins to speak, apparently unworried.]
Well, hopefully one o' those buttons worked. So now, I should eithe' be
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...Fang?
[Do pardon her voice for being so quiet; she's sick, after all. Sore throat and coughing doesn't ease disbelief in the slightest.]
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[Do you expect her to be anything less than her casual self, even after all that time?]
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You try being wet and cold for three days without a coat.
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An' whose bright idea was that?
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Don't ask. Everyone got scattered over one weekend, and I ended up in another town without my supplies.
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[Don't worry, you'll stop missing it very soon.]
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No, that would have been the route back to the next town. Going after Hope was more important than staying warm.
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So how'dja all get separated in the first place?
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Not sure. The last thing anyone remembers clearly was a flash of light, then it's just fuzzy dreams for three days.
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Flash o' light and fuzzy dreams? ...sounds suspiciously like the doin' of a fal'Cie.
[Rather, she can't figure out what ELSE could cause that to happen.]
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[Have a sigh, Fang. Her hand has gone to where her brand used to be.] It wasn't the fal'Cie. No one was branded, and no two people had the same dream. This...isn't Pulse or Cocoon, anyway.
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Mm. No, it doesn't feel like it is. [She puts a hand on her hip.] So I guess all the people sayin' this is the world of Pokamon or whatever it is haven't all just gone and lost their minds?
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Not unless we've all lost our minds and are hallucinating the Pokemon, too. [What's that appearing behind her? Is it...a ball of purple fog?]
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No, Fang. This place is real.
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