FOURTH WALL EVENT [Actions] [Kanto - Celadon City/Route 16]

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[Things have gotten a little.. odd, as midnight passed. Xemnas hadn't noticed at first, he was asleep and could sleep like the dead if sufficiently - but his Kadabra noticed, and after several minutes of waiting to see if the flash and thundrous crack of sound would repeat itself, went to carefully shake his master awake and relay what he'd seen.

The tent Xemnas had purchased in Goldenrod served well, keeping the late-year chill out (especially with several pokemon taking up residence inside with him), which meant getting on a few layers before venturing outside to watch the sky, and then the surroundings. His own senses were only as good as a human's, but with his pokemon now awake and theirs added to his own it's a little easier to tell that things are going a bit.. weird out here. More than a bit weird, was the landscape different?]

...Let's get moving. Whatever caused that, I don't want to be caught in the open for if it happens again.

[Malice glances at Xemnas, ears flattening back.]

::I have reason to believe we are in a new location, sir. This isn't Route 43.::

[That draws pause from Xemnas, who glances around again, this time looking for more than just shrubs and grass. ... And couldn't find fault with that conclusion. This earns a scowl and a sharp gesture. He didn't recognize the area. He'd never been to Kanto, nevermind being near Celadon City.]

Then whatever's chosen to shift us around like pieces on a chessboard won't find us waiting patiently the next time, will it?

[He sets to disassembling camp; after a moment the pokemon he has with hands begin helping. Time to get the hell out of dodge before anything else weird happened.]

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[... that's surprising, but he won't turn away something once offered. He listens to the explanation of the Pokègear as he looks over it, his curiosity getting the better of him regarding the device.

Time piece, communication device, map, radio... that definitely sounds like it could be useful. Particular the part about it being a portable communication device.

But that function also has him suspicious - why hadn't he seen more of these in the Tower? If it wasn't difficult to acquire, like Xemnas said, then why was network access only available through permanent terminals that didn't always work?

It didn't add up. Nor did these creatures, or having to use them to fight instead of protecting himself. He'd seen nothing like them in the year and a half he'd been there.

He passes the device back to Xemnas, and levels a neutral look at him for a few moments. Asking where he's from? Seriously?] I'm sure you know that's a trick question.

[A brief pause, before he decides to just give the other the answers he is looking for.] Immediately prior to 'here', I was in the Tower of Animus. Otherwise, I was raised on a world called the Land of Departure.

[His tone makes it obvious that he doesn't think he's left the tower he mentioned, however that might be.

... the forced neutral look on his face softens to something akin to curiosity on his own part. Xemnas really doesn't remember how they're connected?

It's hard not to pull a Riku and be sarcastic. Very hard.]

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[Perhaps it's simply because Terra's not in the Tower. Mysterious forces brought him there, surely mysterious forces could also take him back out. The pokegear is simply put away, and then Xemnas returns to organizing the remains of his belongings. It seems the zebstrika and sawsbuck's primary use is carrying things so he doesn't have to.]

It's only a trick question if you make it one. I have no time for games.

[That's definitely annoyance in his voice. Xemnas doesn't really have much interest in wasting time diddling around with wordgames with strangers, it seems. At least there is an actual answer eventually, which draws a glance.]

You certainly travel a lot then. It's unlikely you'll be returning to your world of origin or this Tower of yours terribly soon, so I hope you didn't leave anything on the stove.

[The Land of Departure. It sounded familiar, the Tower did not.]

Once you acquire your own pokegear, I suggest keeping tabs on the messages others leave. You may have friends here, awaiting your arrival or your return. I would offer the standard warnings but I have the sense you would simply ignore them.

[A set of straps are carefully tightened, and Xemnas turns his gaze east, frowning.]

Celadon isn't far. You'll find lodging, advice and equipment there at the Pokecenter. You may travel with me, as that is where I am headed.

[There's no sense that it's a courtesy offer, merely someone who thinks themselves vastly superior deigning to allow someone to accompany him, for their protection. Not his.]