AEB2 Log 6

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DNA: 	So we were meeting Pinkface Ralts out here, but the Gothorita doesn't come until the night that the snatcher actually intends to kidnap something.
Narrator: 	Anyone recall the final events and the decisions you guys were trying to make?
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Not at all.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Can I has log?
Narrator: 	Alright, a really good recap is in order.
Avara: 	we were going to go to sleep. wake up. say hi to gary. see who the skeleton is. and get MAGEARNA.
Grace: 	Well we found out the skeleton was who we were looking for, and that metal ball was a pissed of legendary that we were offered once we're licensed.
Avara: 	'cause last time we found out that pinky's friend "kidnaps" the kid who always goes missing, and always returns safely. the evilthing tries to find that kkid, fails, and then kidnaps someone else out of spite.
DNA: 	I think it was more traumatized than overtly pissed off, and we intend to pass it along to the next-of-kin.
Avara: 	magearna is traumatized in a state that could lead to being utterly pissed off, and it needed to be claimed by a trainer (me) oor be released into the wild
Avara: 	which would be a hunt in the making
Avara: 	no promises to pass it along were made to anyone, by anyone, or for anyone
DNA: 	Hm. I must have misread one bit.
Avara: 	gary's bringing our licenses 'cause we fulfilled our end of the bargain
DNA: 	Ah, so he is; he's coming this way.
Avara: 	yes.
Avara: 	i remembered the thing~
Ma-Nyeo: 	Yay!
DNA: 	You tend to have a better handle on the details of campaigns than I do.
Avara: 	how long ago was our last session
Narrator: 	5/12/18
DNA: 	says may 11th on my machine
Narrator: 	My save is the 12th so, likely in the early am of the following day.
Avara: 	i'm allowed to celebrate a successful memory of events 3 weeks ago
Narrator: 	Anyway, should this be the awkward time where I do the recap?
Ma-Nyeo: 	Yes please
Avara: 	yeah, sure.
DNA: 	Proceed.
Narrator: 	After dealing with an emotionally unstable professor trying not to be Gary, you guys were dared (not tasked) to take on the journey of traveling through Route 1 and into Pallet Town without servicable Pokemon (hah you guys have pets) to find a licensed trainer who, by all accounts, are better than you. So he can apologize for being a giant dick. On the way, you guys encountered a really Power Hungry Ralts (Shiny Forme) who tasked you with absolutely murdering that Gardevoir in Pallet Town. Because reasons.
DNA: 	This isn't entirely right, but it isn't at all incorrect...
Narrator: 	Along the way in Route 1, you guys saw lotsa things you couldn't scan (don't forget what's what and what's where!) and fought some things because other reasons.
Nah DNA, it's pretty darn accurate. How your character intake things is up to you though! I won't ruin in-character fun.
Then Creepy Girl who's super friendly (Ma-fucking-Nyeo) found some tiny dot-like tracks of a Ralts, mentioned by ladies in that Pokemon Center in Viridian. The PINK ONE. So, she tracked down that Ralts and you guys started a series of quests. All at once. Like, more than one. Like, a few.
DNA: 	A handful!
Narrator: 	This Ralts was a pain in my bottom trying to roleplay, but it was really worth it because it confused everyone. Like, all of us. At the same time. It was really rad.
Anyone, she mentioned this thing steals this kid like, right before this other thing, that's really fucking immune to her most powerful of attacks, appears and steals like, this other kid. And vanishes. And it really sucks. But then, like, you guys are here now. And like, care or something. So, this changes things! Tabunne.
DNA: 	Tabunne? WHERE
Narrator: 	And you guys were like, "Yeah, we'll totally kick the shit out of that thing doing the thing we don't approve of! Because...reasons!" and you got an ally. Oh, and someone booped her horn. It was cute or something.
Then you guys hit Pallet Town right? And it was full of Pokemon and like, not really many people. Because things were happening. They're indoors or something. Like sensible people. What the fuck is wrong with these NPCs amiright? Who does things that makes sense!? That's not how you hero!
Anyway, you guys went to the Center because, healing, and then like, sexy jokes were thrown around and someone got uncomfortable and then you guys went to the beach, sprinting pass wild pokemon birds like strategic players (cowards!) and ran into this alternate looking Gardevoir (yeah, that's a thing. I'll be doing this every so often because I can and its cool or something. Maybe. Don't read into it too mcuh tho. If something is spliced or what-not I'll absolutely tell you). She was like, really cool and scary. And told you things but also was like, she'd kill you because principle or whatever. And then you guys went back to the Ralts in Route 1.
Narrator: 	And then, everyone got confused one what was happening when and was like 'we'll wait for 6+ hours for thing because its midnight soon' and then I was like 'but that's not how it works so...maybe don't?'. And then the session ended.
* DNA raises finger, opens mouth, then promptly lowers finger and closes mouth.
Ma-Nyeo: 	And then we were going to go back to the center and wait for licenses. I can't remember if we had a plan to find whatever was kidnapping or when it did.
Avara: 	anything to do with pinky requires an extra brain to process.
DNA: 	Hah. Pinky. Brain.
DNA: 	...Please tell me that was intentional.
Avara: 	yes.
DNA: 	GOOD.
Grace: 	lol
Avara: 	we were going to talk to catch-and-return kid's mom
Narrator: 	Anyway, I think I covered like, all the friggin bases.
Avara: 	to let her know not to killsassinate the gothita
DNA: 	You did! Timestamp, please? I think itw as 6.30PM?
Narrator: 	If I timestamp game will officially be a-go and I'll stop giving hints.
Narrator: 	Are folks sufficiently up to speed?
Ma-Nyeo: 	I believe so!
Avara: 	i'm going at a cofortable MPH and ready to swerve into the lane of adventure
Grace: 	No confusion here.
Narrator: 	What about you Grace?
Narrator: 	Alright then.
June 1st, Sunday.
82 degrees with a 68 degree humidity. It feels hot and humid.
There's an 8mph wind blow north, northwest.
It is raining.
Time: 6:32 PM
DNA: 	June 1st is Friday!
DNA: 	...well that was one hell of a coincidence
Avara: 	yes, it is in fact june the first
Avara: 	and now you know fur sure this isn't this year
Grace: 	ay
Avara: 	or any of a number of years that shares a friday first of une
Avara: 	*june
Avara: 	anyway, waking up at a Center?
Narrator: 	You guys so did not go to sleep.
Grace: 	Yeah, we didn't do that just yet
Avara: 	i thought we'd agreed last session to go back to the center or in or whichever and sleep so we could do the things.
Narrator: 	There were many ideas thrown around and nothing was agreed upon.
Avara: 	bluh.
Narrator: 	Like normal.
Avara: 	i re-propose that idea then.
Grace: 	I thought we wer going to check out the contest center?
Grace: 	That's actually fair, a lot of stuff was in the air. ^^;
Narrator: 	It's like, 6:30 in the evening. You can do plenty before heading to bed. Or sleep for more than 8 hours. Up to you.
Avara: 	is the contest center open at 6:32pm?
DNA: 	I know we wanted to tell the mother that the pre-emptive kidnapping is technically friendly.
Ma-Nyeo: 	I was getting icecream!
Ma-Nyeo: 	I'm here now. We can go to the center or contest center or... anything really.
Narrator: 	Should I just load you into Pallet?
Ma-Nyeo: 	yes
Avara: 	ok
	Sarah: 	Clearing her throat from getting back from talking to the tired pink bowlcut with legs. "Alright. We're wandering around like blazakin without heads 'ere. So! Let's decide what we need ta do first. We have plenty of time to kill until things happen. Right now, we can go try to find the mother of the kid who might be the target for preimtive kid-napping. Or we can wait for it to happen and go deal with it, not really changing much from happening. We can go see the contest centers over in this side of the region, or we can just simply faff about. Who wants to do what?"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"C-contests?" Ma-Nyeo grips her dress.
	Hotaru: 	"Not sure if the parent'll think were credible without our licenses, but I'm willing to give it a shot. After that, contest center?"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mm."
	Cassiopeia: 	"I agree. At the very least we can let the mother know what's going on with the kidnapping situation, so there is slightly less cause for alarm."
	Sarah: 	"Personally, I wouldn't believe a random group of people running up and saying your kid's about to be kidnapped. I say we should probably let it happen instead of having them go on guard."
	Sarah: 	"I'd say there'd be more so at that point."
	Cassiopeia: 	"But if this has habitually been happening without explanation, she may already be worried enough."
	Hotaru: 	"She's already on edge enough to have a Hunt up asking for a trainer who can take the Gothita out. So she's pretty on-edge."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mmm... If we can wait for the Gothita... we can ask her if we can set up a trap. We can be allies and all attack the maybe-darkrai together."
	Hotaru: 	"I would not do that. Psychics against darks is painful. The gothita would be disinclined to direct confrontation."
	Hotaru: 	"Also, putting the kid at risk."
	Hotaru: 	"So, logistically it's not advisable on multiple fronts."
	Sarah: 	"Okay, lets put it to a vote. Since there's 4 of us, if it comes down to it I'll flip a coin. Aye for tell mom, Nay for don't tell mom."
	Hotaru: 	"... eh. I'm fine with waiting until we have our licenses to talk to her. We can still try to talk to her before the kidnapping, or not talk to her, at that point."
	Sarah: 	"So that's 1 Wait till we're licenced. Anyone else? Because I'm thinking of voting for that too actually."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"That is a good point... we're not the best at talking with others. We need all the paperwork we can get."
	Sarah: 	"That's three unless you got somethin' else cass?"
	Cassiopeia: 	"I have no objections to that. There isn't a great urgency to telling her. ...Though I will say I am against any plan that involves live bait."
	Hotaru: 	"Live bait is not exactly the best way to start our careers, no."
	Sarah: 	"Aight. So that's 4 for leaving that for future us! Ha! Sucks to be them. Aight! So lets go kill some time at the Contest center then! I've been dyin' to see what these things look like anyway."
	Hotaru: 	"Okay. To the hub of prettiness and showmanship."
	Hotaru: 	"Or, show...mon...ship."
* Cassiopeia smirked at the pun. "Very well then - let us away."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo smiles.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Another Kirlia."
	Sarah: 	"Hm? Kirlia?"
	Cassiopeia: 	"Oh? Where?" Cassiopeia asks.
	Sarah: 	"What's a Kirlia?"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo points to the road.
	Cassiopeia: 	"Ah! So it is."
	Hotaru: 	"So, cute is the answer."
	Deep Blue: 	"I would have said 'Ralts but larger'."
	Sarah: 	Sarah will put a hand over her eyes to block out the sun. "Huh! Looks like a ralts. Is it the mid evolution to the garde and ralts?"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mhm."
	Sarah: 	"Fair enough. It would be pretty akward to shoot up that tall in one go!"
	Cassiopeia: 	"Magikarp doesn't seem to have much problem doing that, though."
	Sarah: 	"And that's why I didn't wanna assume in the first place and ask'd ya instead o' bein' rood."
Avara: 	move your fox on the road to be safe?
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo is about to introduce herself, if anyone doesn't interrupt her.
Grace: 	yeah that's fair
	Klink 2: 	Klink 2 seemed oblivious to Suzy's presence.
You whisper to Narrator: Cunning Pokemon Lore: Is that coloration identical to that of Glade, the Ralts we saw before? 1+2+4+2
You whisper to Narrator: Total 9
	Hotaru: 	"Hello," Hotaru says, getting in the first word.
Narrator whispers: It, in fact, is exactly the same coloration. 100%.
	Sarah: 	Sarah's fine with watchin' one of the critters of this region. She'll actually try to get a scan going considering these folks seem more interested in talkin'.
Narrator: 	You guys don't have a Pokedex yet.
Narrator: 	It really sucks.
Grace: 	Okay fair enough. for some reason my brain registered scan earlier from the recap as us having one ofr some reason. ^^;
DNA: 	I think Gary has it with the licenses? I ...think.
DNA: 	Yeah, one of us had a pseudo-scan, but it was the result of a Pokemon Lore check iirc.
	Kirlia: 	Kirlia turns, from looking at the pink stadium to the south and looks up at Hotaru. She vibrates her throat to respond, unleashing a singing-like twittery sound, "Reeeeeiiiiirrrr."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Cunning (Pokemon lore) can I tell exactly why this pokemon is unusual? 5+3+1+6=15
You whisper to Narrator: Can I, Deep Blue, understand that?
	Sarah: 	Sarah's gonna squat low curious as to see what the little critter's follow up to this sound is. Kinda cute to hear coming from it.
	Hotaru: 	PKMN Cunning to identify that sound. 3+6+2+5=16
Kirlia whispers: I did not realize non-healing humans could have some unique coloration. A shiny human, perhaps? Rare and weaker?
	Hotaru: 	Hotaru gave the Kirlia a little greeting bow. "Do you understand what I'm saying?" she asked, to check if she'd need a translator.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"You have the same color as Glade bwa hahahaha." Ma-Nyeo says in a completely flat tone.
	Kirlia: 	"Hhhhiiiirr..." Kirlia says, narrowing her eyes.
Kirlia whispers: How dare you! Do not associate me with that pathetic specimen!
	Hotaru: 	".. no she doesn't."
	Hotaru: 	"That's purple and like, really bright turquoise."
	Deep Blue: 	"If I may? I can understand what the Kirlia is saying."
	Hotaru: 	"Sure. Go ahead."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"(Hi. Ma-Nyeo Friend Human.)" Ma-Nyeo points to herself.
	Deep Blue: 	"...She does not appear to be on good terms with Glade. I can translate for you."
	Miss Mallow: 	"You're doing well dear."
	Hotaru: 	"Please do translate, yes."
* Deep Blue will stand by for speech.
	Sarah: 	"I'm liking her already, so I'm curious to hear too!"
Avara: 	typing?
	Kirlia: 	"Rrrriiiiirririririrrr." Kirlia says placing her hands on her hips, "(Once upon a time, our speech was a bit of privacy. I seem to have acquired your attention, though. Come to gawk at me and compare me to that weak fool?)"
	Hotaru: 	"I apologize on behalf of my friend. She has a knack for saying the wrong thing to the wrong person. She's not really familiar with how to deal with people. We just spotted you from over there and figured we'd say hello, on our way to the pink building over there."
	Kirlia: 	"Hiiieer." "(I see. Well, hello.)"
	Hotaru: 	"Mind if I ask why you were staring at it, while we're talking?"
	Kirlia: 	Kirlia folds her arms, "Hihihiee." "(It's an unsuual color for a human structure. I wasn't trying to stare.)"
	Hotaru: 	"It's a place for pokemon-trainer combinations to display both mastery of an aesthetic and stylish combative ability."
	Kirlia: 	Kirlia rubs her chin thoughtfully, "(Humans and Pokemon doing things...together? In combative proportions? But why though?)"
	Hotaru: 	"More or less the point is to show off the Pokemon's skill and talents, and the trainer's accomplishments in bringing those out to the best of their ability, competing against each other to see who's the best."
	Hotaru: 	"It's televised, so lots of people, human, pokmeon and otherwise, get to watch."
	Sarah: 	"And now I gotta see this stuff more. I thought it was just folks tryin' to look fancy with their mon!"
	Hotaru: 	"Something that ineffectual wouldn't have survived the War, Sarah."
	Sarah: 	"Touche."
	Kirlia: 	"(I'll have to check it out sometime. Thank you for the information, rare and weak shiny human.)"
	Hotaru: 	"... Well, I can't deny that I'm not all that strong physically. People tend to take it as an insult if you call them weak, though." Hotaru shrugged. "I look forward to seeing you take the stage some day."
	Sarah: 	"Ha! You're a shiny."
	Hotaru: 	"Joys are prettier and more attention-grabbing than humans. It just makes sense, really."
	Kirlia: 	Kirlia pauses to respond but shrugs, "(Your culture is so fucking weird. But I will try to remember that when I next encounter one of your shiny species.)"
	Hotaru: 	"You're not wrong! Cultures are weird. Especially for people from other cultures. Good luck!"
* Hotaru gives a parting wave, and walks Hall-ward.
* Deep Blue struggles on how best to translate the swear. It doesn't do a very good job.
	Sarah: 	"Well if you're thinking she's a shiny, make sure if you're hurt to go bother one in the red buildings. They tend to be healers. Not all... but a fair chunk...? Hum? You guys, I think this area is a magnet for these lil' ones." Sarah will say pointing west.
Avara: 	"oh gog it's the most versatile word in the language, what to say, what to say, uh... quack! wait, no, damnit"
DNA: 	^Pretty much
	Hotaru: 	"There's a gardevoir in residence on the beach. Having others of the species in the area is not a surprise."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Though they all seem to loathe one another."
	Sarah: 	"Well that's fair. But is that type rainbow colored or somethin'? Because that one's a bit darker to the neon colored ones."
	Cassiopeia: 	"And that one looks very similar to the beach-goer, color-wise. I wonder if they're direct relatives. Parent-child, maybe?"
	Kirlia: 	Kirlia raises an eyebrow to Hotaru's mention of a Gardevoir on the beach.
	Hotaru: 	Hotaru raises an eyebrow to Kirlia's raised eyebrow to Hotaru's mention of a Gardevoir on the beach.
	Hotaru: 	"Yeah. I don't know if she's a mom to anyone or not, but her species being familiar enough to the people here that Ralts, Kirlia and Gardevoir can walk the streets comfortably isn't surprising if they've got one that's a constant presence."
	Sarah: 	"SHe kinda has a colorin' like the one over there."
	Hotaru: 	"That said, that one uh... I wouldn't suggest going near her to any ralts-line. Just in case. We still don't really know what her deal is."
	Sarah: 	"Whatchu talkin' about? The one on the beach is friendly enough! And that one's horn thingys look like moons I think? How many freakin' mon in this region are like that?""
	Cassiopeia: 	"More than we know how to deal with, probably."
	Hotaru: 	"Sarah, I used to live in a mountain. I got the social skills I DO have being an inbetween for my mom and other people, because she CHOSE to live in a mountain. I really, really, really don't know."
	Hotaru: 	"Maybe we'll find out when we get pokedexes and can scan folks?"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Cunning (pokemon) "how many freakin' mon in this region are like that 5+1+2+6=14
	Sarah: 	Sarah will pout. "I lived in a mount on an island chain..." She'll say as she crosses her arms and follows after being super curious about the night-ish themed one. She was making a mental bet with hersel that it was dark typed.
	Hotaru: 	"Then you should be familiar with how little I really know about the region's pokemon species variation tendencies."
	Cassiopeia: 	"I lived in a mountain range, if it makes you feel better."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Different colors of pokemon aren't uncommon. Either berries that change color or popular pokemon who are frequently cross bred."
	Skitty: 	Skitty mewls calmly before curling up in a ball and falling asleep.
	Hotaru: 	"Yup, Pallet Town Contest Hall. It even says it twice."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo stares at the building.
	Hotaru: 	"This is really really the really real Pallet Town Contest Hall. Soooo... can we go inside?"
	Sarah: 	"Sounds good~!"
	Cassiopeia: 	"Presumably so, if the door is unlocked."
	Sarah: 	Sarah will enter if the doors are unlocked
	Hotaru: 	Hotaru will follow if Sarah goes in.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo takes a moment to notice the others moving and quickly hustles in behind.
When Sarah enters the Contest Hall she can see a cameraman and reporter speaking with three judges in the distance. The area is calm with remarkably less people than you were likely expecting. The walls are mahagony with a glistening glass ceiling and marble floors. There's a circular smooth white desk to your left with a man sitting at the desk and typing away at a desktop computer.
* Cassiopeia goes in last, bringing up the rear.
	Receptionist: 	Receptionist takes a moment to notice you and makes an 'oh' sound before sliding his keyboard aside and giving you a friendly smile, "Sorry, we don't normally get visitors this late in the evening. I was just uploading todays matches. How can I help you?"
	Sarah: 	"Oh! We're just toursts takin' a look see through the area and checking out the contest center and stuff!"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"H-how do trainers sign up for contests?"
	Receptionist: 	"Well, our contest hours are between 9 am and 5 pm. We lotto up matches based on the season and your statistical rating. There's the provisionals, minor league, major league and the masters league."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Which ones are on TV?"
	Receptionist: 	"There's four seasons. The Summer regionals just began so, if you want to you can sign up for the provisionals and see if you'll qualify for the minor league when it starts."
	Receptionist: 	"Oh, the only ones not aired on national television is practice matches - which can be held from 7 to 9 am and from 5 to 7 pm."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"So we could be on TV? Ehehehe..."
	Sarah: 	"So there's a match about to go on?"
	Receptionist: 	"If you're at all interested in contest matches you can register your license and one of your pokemon to get your contest license."
	Receptionist: 	"Oh no, the matches ended almost two hours ago and no one wanted to use the practice hall. We're only open for roughly another 10 minutes. But I can knock out registration for you if you like. Or you could come back tomorrow."
	Hotaru: 	"Tomorrow would be for the best."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"I will have a license tomorrow."
	Sarah: 	"Got no license like the rest of these hobos, so yup."
	Receptionist: 	Receptionist blinks for a moment to Ma-Nyeo's comment, "O-Oh. Well, I'm sure you'll do well in the provisionals."
	Hotaru: 	"... Excuse you I do have a home."
	Sarah: 	"I don't! Well least here. Ha!"
	Receptionist: 	"Well, if you'll have your stuff ready tomorrow I'll be here to handle registration."
	Receptionist: 	"I'm sure I can slot you guys in as well."
	Sarah: 	"So how does this stuff go down anyway? I mean from someone that works here."
	Receptionist: 	"Hm? The matches?"
	Sarah: 	"That's roight."
	Receptionist: 	"Well, you first have the introductory set. Where you and your Pokemon come in and show off. This will grant you points based on your performance from the judges."
Grace is disconnected.
	Miss Mallow: 	"Interesting..."
	Receptionist: 	"Then, you and your opponents try to appeal to the judges based on whatever you think is super awesome about them. You can try to play up your strengths or play down the strengths of the other contestants. This will influence your total score."
	Receptionist: 	"Then, you hit the performance round. Which is a really fancy way of saying combat. In this portion you're trying to lower your opponents score, preferably to 0. The one with the highest score at the end if the winner."
	Receptionist: 	"You can register as a team instead of solo, but keep in mind if you do, you'll only be slotted against other teams and you can't perform solo while registered to a team."
	Cassiopeia: 	"Suppose I wanted to play as a team in one contest, but a solo in a completely different one. Would that be allowed?"
	Receptionist: 	"It would not. Registration is for the season. You could during the Fall League if you wanted to register solo. But you'd be stuck in solo slots until Winter."
	Cassiopeia: 	"Ah, so it's on a seasonal basis. Understood."
	Hotaru: 	"I guess that's something for us to decide on between now and getting our registration done. If we want to end up possibly facing each other, or work together."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mmhm. I would be happy to work with any of you. Or all of you. Or alone."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"I-is there anything else?"
	Receptionist: 	"Nnnnnope!"
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Cunning How frequently are costumes involved? Or do trainers just try to look like trainers? 6+5+2+4=17
	Receptionist: 	"Well, you're rewarded with money. And uh, ribbons for provisionals."
	Cassiopeia: 	"Do those ribbons have perks besides just looking pretty on a lapel?"
	Receptionist: 	"I don't believe so. The actual divisions have trophy's."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"I'll have to get sewing supplies. Needles and thread, cloth to cut..." Ma-Nyeo thinks to herself.
	Hotaru: 	"Is that what you plan to work on all night, Mana?"
	Receptionist: 	"Sounds like you'll be taking it seriously. Which is good! You need to in order to get far."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Learning to make accessories."
	Hotaru: 	"I'm willing to put money into helping you learn. I don't have a lot, but I want to do this right when we do it. If there's anything I can help with, let me know."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"A-ah! I would rather have something to show before you spend money on anything like that. I don't know what I'm doing... really..."
	Hotaru: 	"Mana, you need money to get tools and materials to practice with."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Hn... You're right."
Grace has connected.
	Sarah: 	Sarah will hum a fair bit. "Well, I'm not sure if I'd go too heavy on this, but I wouldn't mind trying it out at a point. Suzy's already a stunner~!" She'll say picking up the now struggling fox and hugging it.
	Receptionist: 	"Well, in the wise words of our Contest Hall's glorious backings..." Receptionist leans forward, "...Prove it."
	Hotaru: 	"Heh~. We plan to, whether it's together or not. We'll definitely be back to get our licenses."
	Sarah: 	She'll puase before smirking at him. "I'm sayin' this a lot as of late... I like this guy!"
	Hotaru: 	"If we all team up, then we'll be up against people we don't know for sure. We'll be able to back each other up, though. It'd help our coordination in Routes to know how each other works."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mmm." Ma-Nyeo nods.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	((should we start heading to the center to progress event flags?))
Receptionist: (( Prolly! I'm fading fast otherwise. ))
DNA: 	Activate the flags!
Avara: 	yay flags for events
	Sarah: 	flags aho!
	Ma-Nyeo: 	Ma-Nyeo wavers. "... I... I'm starting to get tired. I haven't slept since 8 PM yesterday."
	Hotaru: 	"Sleep sounds pretty good. We'll need to be well-rested for tomorrow. Lots to do."
	Ma-Nyeo: 	"Mmm..." Ma-Nyeo nods again.
	Ma-Nyeo: 	((ready for teleports if everyone else is willing))
	Sarah: 	"Fair enough, I don't mind a little snoozin' myself."
Avara: 	readysteady
	Cassiopeia: 	"I'm ready to sleep, yes. It has been a long day."
Narrator: 	Yeah, I think I'll actually call it here. I'm struggling to keep my eyes open. It's been a rough week. -.-
Ma-Nyeo: 	Okay
Avara: 	okay. have a good night.
DNA: 	Dah, dah, da-da-DAH
Narrator: 	Will definitely continue things from a right center wake though. Really sorry guys.
Avara: 	no problem
DNA: 	That's okay; we made it to a landmark.
Narrator: 	XP: +200
Avara: 	see you all in a month
Ma-Nyeo: 	nooo-okay
DNA: 	ayy
Narrator: 	ohgawdplzno
DNA: 	okay, that's...1800/200
DNA: 	er, 1800/2000
Avara: 	can i have magearna's size and nature in advance?
Grace: 	rip
Avara: 	sorry, not nature. background.
Narrator: 	Ehhh....just go ahead and make that 2k so you guys can lvup. I keep thinking you're lv2 anyway.
Narrator: 	She's wild and I'll let you decide her size.
DNA: 	Yahoo! LV2! (dabby)
Avara: 	thankuu
DNA: 	This now becomes 2000/4500.
Narrator: 	Saving campaign and log
Grace: 	Woo!
Narrator is disconnected.
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