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[littlebigbooks]

{When the 'Gear clicks on, a vaguely familiar face to some comes slowly into view - and she does look alarmingly young for the usual age range of people pulled here, perhaps only six or seven years old.}

It's... on? Good. Um, hello, I suppose. I am Ise Nanao of the Eighth Division of the Gotei Thirteen, and I would very much appreciate it if someone could tell me how my powers have been sealed!

And also how to get home. It's very important that I am able to get home very soon. {She looks away from the camera for a moment, unsure of what to say next.}

....oh! Mr Harvey, the egg you sent me has hatched. {She bows.} Thank you.

{And then she reaches out to the 'Gear and turns it off. She can be found wandering around Cherrygrove's Pokemon Center, occasionally checking the 'Gear or peering out a window. Talk to her, yes/no/why?}

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[divinewind]

[To say that Temeraire is glad to have reached the town and more importantly the warm indoors and lights of the Pokemon Center is a ridiculous understatement. Even for someone used to sleeping outside on the ground, he gets cold so very easily now, and now that he won't scare anyone by being too big of course he should go inside.]

[A nurse is nice enough to get the stumbling, snow-covered young man a blanket before ushering him and his Druddigon out of the way, towards the window that Nanao is looking out of. He almost runs right into her, he's so busy trying to stare in total fascination at absolutely everything in the Center at once, but fortunately the Druddigon grabs his arm just before he does.]

Oh! I am very sorry, I didn't see you.

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[littlebigbooks]

{She jumps back when he comes close to running into her - and it should be fairly clear that this little girl is no ordinary child. The way she moved? Someone's trained her well.}

N-no, it's my fault. I should have kept an eye out. {She gives him a short bow, and edges slightly closer to the wall - unfortunately, this only serves to highlight that she's all of three foot nothing, and therefore incredibly easy to miss. And then she sees his Druddigon, and her eyes go huge.}

I-is that a d-d-dragon..?

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[divinewind]

[Temeraire nods, and speaks a little more gently now; after all, she is very small, and maybe has never seen a dragon--or Pokemon that looks like a dragon--before.]

Yes, but there is no reason to be nervous of her.

[The Druddigon lowers her head to look at Nanao at eye level.]

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[littlebigbooks]

O-okay. {Although she still doesn't look terribly convinced, she unglues herself from the wall and moves a tad closer to the Druddigon.}

Is - is she friendly? {Because wow does she not want to get eaten.}

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[divinewind]

Well, I have only just met her a few days ago, but she has been quite friendly to me. I do not see why she shouldn't be friendly to you too.

[He smiles, looking very sure of this. Druddigon just nods in response, and attempts to look as friendly as her gargoyle-face can.]

What is your name? Mine is Temeraire.