[Sneasle isn't exactly in great shape, and it is indeed visible as Aya's carrying her in her arms while they hide as best as they can. There's tall grass and a ledge, a tree not far off. What a terrible time to arrive in Route! She had managed to find a place to get down low out of sight for the moment, but it was a long way to Cherrygrove and the
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Mamoru stares. He doesn't realize he's activated the callback function thanks to his incredulity.]
Aya Fujimiya... This is bad.
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No kidding! But how exactly do you know my name?
[ARE YOU THE ONE THAT BROUGHT ME HERE?]
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[What? Oh no, he didn't. Did he seriously?
He did. Crap.]
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That's a long story. Keep running towards Cherrygrove City. Help is on the way.
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Well, not to be rude, but seeing as I have nothing but time right now-- [RUNNING FOR MY LIFE.] --maybe it's the best time to tell me that story?
[And oh God so relieved, help is on the way, as long as that's not a trap!] Thanks, by the way, in advance!
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[He switches to voice then and puts the Pokégear in his shirt pocket so he can get some things together and talk hands-free.]
My name is Mamoru Takatori. I apologize for the lopsided introduction.
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[How long can she keep this up, she wonders? For now she just focuses. Sneasel is counting on her too, after all. She follows Mamoru's example for the sake of ease, and because he really doesn't need to see everything going on right then. She breezes past more Yanma that are attacking anything just to vent their rage, trees, bushes, headbutting things, biting them, poison stinging them, it's not even logical!]
Under normal circumstances I'd probably say it's nice to "meet" you, but I'll have to save that for if we meet face to face! Can you tell me how I got here? This is a video game-- [She'd have to stop talking in big bursts after this.] --isn't it?
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Mamoru stops and shuts his eyes to push back the thoughts of Ouka that threaten to take over. He shouldn't be getting out in this mess. He knows he shouldn't. But...
Aya.
Of all the people that could possibly show up... Mamoru shakes himself from idleness and continues to pack. For her, the treasured sister of the man he admires more than any other, for just her... he'll make an exception.
He doesn't think he'll ever be able to face her brother again if he doesn't at least try.]I'm afraid no one is quite sure how this has happened. You're correct that we're effectively inside a video game, with no choice but to play the role ( ... )
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[She takes a moment to catch her breath, then she's running again with renewed determination. To see Ran, she didn't want to have to be rescued constantly, but to see Ran just this once she could be a little grateful for the circumstances. How long had it been now? To her, who has been in a coma for two years and then six months after waking up has not seen her brother-- she couldn't really ask for more than that, even if this was a nightmare.]
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[A pause.]
Aya-san. I understand this may seem an odd question, but what year is it?
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Nineteen-nintey-nine.
[She answers, stopping to duck behind a patch of grass as several Ledyba go flying past overhead, holding her breath. It's not until they've gone that she peeks out again and resumes her trek, pushing through the grassand trying not to attract any wild Pokemon. They're probably all hiding from the vicious swarms too though, honestly.]
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I see.
[Does that sound ominous to you, Aya?]
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Takatori-san...? Why do you ask? [NOW she wants to know.]
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I'm sorry. But it would probably be best for you to know this now, wouldn't it? This world is strange. As far as its captives are concerned, it isn't bound by the laws of time. Your brother... is several years older than you know him to be. For him... the year is 2004.
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[Well, that's strange, but... wait, what does that mean?]
When was... the last time I saw him-- or vice versa --in your... timeline? [Does the future me actually get to see her brother? Does Ran allow himself to see his sister instead of keeping himself distanced? Is he still...]
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[Click.]
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