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Five-hundred-and-one million, six-hundred-twenty-two thousand, seven-hundred-thirty-one...

[When the video feed flickers on, you get a nice view of the starry night sky stretching endlessly above. His voice filters through whimsically like something distant and far away.]

There's Andromeda to the north, Libra... Vulpecula, and maybe Orion's to the left, hidden away in the corner. [a chuckle, slightly regretful] Mm, I'm just kidding. I don't recognize any of the constellations here. And even if I did, I'll willing to bet that their names are probably somewhat different than the way I remember them.

Teddiursa Minor, maybe, or The Great Victreebel.

[He laughs, airy.] The stars here are still pretty, albeit nameless.

[The video screen dips downwards and inwards, illuminating a brown-haired boy, lightly smiling. There's an egg cradled in his lap. And wherever he's sitting, it's high above the ground, for the treeline is right there behind him, their tips caressing the sky.]

You know, it's a little strange that it takes a week-long coma and a very vivid dream to realize how nameless everything is here. [A pause, pensive. And almost to himself--] And it was a very, very vivid dream. I don't think I realized how vivid it was, until it came true.

[Breeze in the background, and he looks up, distracted. When he turns back, he's smiling again, wider than before, which probably means he's just that much more melancholy.]

Has anyone here had any happy dreams since coming here?

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[For any late-night Cherrygrovers, he's sitting on a lamppost near the town square -- egg in his lap and Flygon sitting next to him -- murmuring to himself idyllically. His words, drifting along the wind-]

'...Will make me sleep again: and then, in dreaming,
The clouds methought would open and show riches
Ready to drop upon me that, when I waked,
I cried to dream again.'

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[a grin]

Well, neither have I. But I think this is a good chance to make our own legends, at any rate.

[He blinks again...and then laughs, ducking his head slightly.]

You're right. Seems like there's a lot of opportunity to make things here...

The land of opportunities. We don't know a lot about this place, do we. How it works, how it came to be.

We don't...

[He quirks a half-playful smile.] All this mystery makes it more interesting, though, I think.

Also makes us the pioneers in the brave new world. [a chuckle]

Have any grand and exciting plans for your stay here?

Me? Nah. Maybe I'll get some on the way, but right now I'm just feeling my way along in this place.

How about you? [...which reminds him, he hasn't gotten his name yet. The look Naoki fixes on him is curious.]

Well, there's nothing wrong with keeping your options open -- this place can be unexpected in the best of ways. Maybe you'll realize that your calling in life lies with match-making pokemon on game shows.

[A pause as he considers this, thoughtfully.] Mm, I'm not sure. Planning was never really my sort of thing.

[Naoki laughs at that thought.] Maybe. Never know. Wouldn't be able to say how good I'd be at that, though.

Well. Maybe you'll find out for yourself eventually, too.

Really, now. Have you ever given it a try?

And maybe I will, maybe I won't. It should be fine, so long as I don't leave before I figure out which is which.

I haven't. [He chuckles quietly.

He blinks at the mention of leaving, though. Pensive.] Suppose that's true!

Then you'd never know.

[He opens his mouth, as though to add to that, when-- yawwwwwn.] Ah, sorry.

[Naoki blinks in amusement.]

It's pretty late... [He tries and fails to keep down his own yawn.]

And you've just 'woken up', too, for shame. [bit of a tired chuckle] Where're you staying?

[Naoki glances back over one shoulder, toward the inn, then back to Fuji.]

I've got a room at the inn, there.

You won't have any trouble getting back, then. [Thoughtful hum, then tossing one last treat to Shisa. To the dog-like pokemon, almost conspiratorially--] Take care of him, all right?

Nope, no trouble. [Shisa snaps up the treat and gives a bark as she crunches it up, tail wagging (as though in affirmation).]

...Oh wait! Your egg, um... [Name plz.]

Oh, that? It's yours, now. [another yawn. oh gods, sleepy.]

...Eh?

Baihu would be an interesting name for it. On the other hand, I wouldn't blame you if you rethink your decision after seeing it -- but that's neither here nor there.

[chuckle.] Good luck, I guess.

[Aaaand, whistling to the Flygon. It's going to pull him up into the air and in the general direction of the other end of town. Good luck with that cat, Naoki! o/]

Ah, wait--!

[... DB Gdi, Fuji! Naoki flusters a bit, hand partly extended after him...then he brings it up to his face.

You didn't even tell him your name. :| W-whatever...he'll look after it. He guesses.]