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Duel 01 // Video & Action // New Bark Town

[A blurry splotch of white and red fills the screen, before the camera zooms out to show a Ponyta standing in an open field. It sniffs the air curiously before it faces the camera again, and trots over as a girl speaks in the background]

Hey, careful there-oof!

[The Ponyta's face fills the screen and the camera jerks around wildly, before focusing on a large, blue eye. It blinks as it zooms out again, finally revealing the owner of the pokegear: a young girl in her early teens, with an angular, heartshaped face and long, bright pink hair. The pokemon nuzzles against her, and she sighs as she strokes its nose with her free hand. Compared to a human, it appears quite small; about the size of a miniature horse. Once it settles down, the trainer turns her attention to the camera. Her brow furrows as she begins to speak]

Is anyone out there? I just got done with that professor guy, and – look. I don't know what you want us to do with these “battles”, but first of all, I don't have any time for that. I've got more important things to worry about right now than some silly game! And second...

[looks back at her Ponyta] Even if I was interested, these guys don't really look like fighting material to me. Maybe if they were bigger, or stronger, or....huh?

[Pauses, and blinks while Ponyta moves away – there's a rustling sound as it nudges the bag off-camera. She sighs, and the camera jerks a bit as she pulls it away from him]

...look, all I need is a way out of here. If any of you guys know something... well, I'm all ears.

[and off goes the transmission]

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[Oh haha you are just so funny. Utena rolls her eyes at his snarky comments, before she stretches her arms and straightens up her bag - they aren't going to get anywhere by complaining about it.

...though, if he cares to notice, she does have an engagement ring of sorts, even if it does lack the diamond]

It wasn't exactly my choice, you know. They just shoved a ball in my hands and pushed me out of the way - I didn't even get a chance to ask what was going on around here. And don't even get me started on that weird professor guy, he just kept saying the same thing over and over again.

[Sighs, and places her hand on her Ponyta's head. While she speaks, she begins looking around for that dog he mentioned - is it outside somewhere, or is it in one of those pokeballs? Nevermind how they managed to stuff live animals in a tiny ball, she's just going to focus on one mystery at a time]

Then I tried that weird cellphone they gave us, but I haven't had much luck yet. But what about you? Do you know anything about this place?

[He'll notice simply because noticing details is part of what he does, but whether or not he remarks on it is another story. That comes from a combination of working in a job where you don't just go handing out your information like candy to any person who knocks on your door, and working in a job where he's frequently surrounded by informants who don't talk back, thanks to the rather relevant complication of being dead.

Still, he's willing to give this girl credit for the moment, even if it's only marginally so. She's apparently not stupid. Hopefully that initial impression will pan out beyond the initial impression.]

Sounds about like Mom's spiel. Everybody's got the same script and nobody's got any answers.

[He's still silently examining the horse at the moment; his Poochyena, meanwhile, chooses that moment to make her reappearance, bounding happily over from the nearest clump of trees with a stick in her teeth and a proud tilt to her head.]

You keep trying that gadget out and eventually people will turn up to play welcome wagon. Some of the stuff they say is useful; most of it isn't.

[Ponyta stares right back at Rosenfield, and sniffs the air around him as he takes a step towards him. Before he can get any further, though, Utena holds her hand up, and he stops in his tracks.]

Got it - and I'll try looking around at what other people have to say, too. Though...

[She was about to say something about how it's not like any gadget she's seen, when she notices the Poochyena. Huh, cute dog. Kind of weird, but cute. She's about to get back on track, when she has an idea]

Hey, do you mind if I try something real quick? It'll only take a second, I promise.

[Well, he's not really a horse person any more than he is a dog person (which isn't a whole lot), but despite being biologically implausible and also on fire, he holds his ground and keeps watching it.

Though the question earns Utena an inquisitive look — not quite to the point of being interested, but less exasperated than he's been with most of the other people he's met thus far.]

Depends on what you want to try.

[When you gaze long into the pokemon, the pokemon also gazes into you. Or at least, he does until Albert looks up at Utena. Now that his staring match is over, he sniffs at the Poochyena's general direction. Meanwhile, Utena holds up her gear with a confident smile]

The same thing I did with Ponyta a minute ago. It looks like these things can tell us more about where we're at... or at least, more about our pokemon. The more we can find out, the better, right?

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[And then suddenly the flaming horse was named Abyss — which, despite being ridiculous, is still not as bad as the name of the Poochyena that Albert refuses to say.

Moving on.

...Well, that seems like a reasonable enough idea. And, you know, he's still mostly so intrigued by the fact that this is apparently a highschooler who is not a complete moron that he's willing to give this relatively harmless idea a shot.

(He did, in fact, find the Dex function on his own yesterday, but it's not going to stop him from watching her work it out herself.)]

All right, I'm game. Give it a shot if you want.

[As he sidesteps a little away from his dog to give Utena a better shot at her with the Dex.]

[Nods, takes aim, and presses the same buttons she did before. It's not long before that tinny, robotic voice comes back on...]

Poochyena, the Bite Pokemon. A Pokémon with a persistent nature, it chases its chosen prey until the prey becomes exhausted. However, it turns tail if the prey strikes back.

...well, that's that, I guess. Though-

[blinks, and looks closer at her phone]

...huh, I didn't notice that before.

[flips through the Dex, like someone flipping through an address book on their phone]

I just noticed a number next to its name, and a whole mess of blank numbers, too... Hey, didn't the guy in the labcoat say something about filling this thing up?

[...Okay, so basically he can never let Cooper point the Dex at his dog or he will never hear the end of it.

Unfortunately for Utena's current line of deduction, Albert got a slightly different spiel, being a breeder and not a trainer.]

Not to me. I got some story about eggs.

[Which makes no sense, because mammals don't lay eggs.]

I wouldn't put too much faith in what the local yokels say is so around here.

Eggs? That's kind of-

[Is about to say "weird", until she remembered that this afternoon was spent bonding with a miniature, flaming horse. Weird is kind of relative around here]

...nevermind. But still, what they have to say is better than nothing. I mean, we don't have anything else to go off of, except for the Gear and that book they gave us.

[holds up the Gear again, before stuffing it into her standard issue, obnoxiously yellow backpack. She checks around for a moment to make sure everything is in order, before she slings it back over her shoulders.]

So you didn't run into anyone you know.

[Because that would be another source to go off of, and probably one that's more trustworthy than just whatever the local line is. At least in Albert's opinion.

But then, he's fortunate enough to have such a source already here.]

What's your name?

Oh! Sorry.

[No introduction is kind of rude, isn't it? She gives a small, slight bow, before she straightens up]

I'm Utena Tenjou. And what should I call you, Mister...?

Rosenfield. Albert Rosenfield.

[Not that he particularly a) wants to give out his name to random teenagers or b) cares about whether or not it's rude to offer it or not, but hey, so be it.]

Japanese?

Yeah. And you're... American, right?

[He's some kind of Westerner, at any rate. It was as good a guess as any.]

Yeah, that's right.

[Quite the operation they have here, then. But what motive could there possibly be for hauling in foreign teenagers alongside FBI agents? It's fishy, to say the least.]

And where were you before you got dumped in this place? Were you still in America, or were you somewhere else?

[She's hoping to hear that he was in Japan. If they both came from the same place - or close to it -, then maybe they aren't so far away from home]

It's hardly worth being called a part of America, where I was. Little backwater town in the middle of nowhere called Twin Peaks.

[He pauses, then decides he might as well go into specifics; it's frustrating enough that no one else does around here, and it couldn't hurt anything anyway.]

Washington State. Five miles south of the Canadian border, twelve miles west of the state line.

[Frowns slightly - it's kinda rude to talk about your home town like that, isn't it? Besides, it can't be that bad...

...though, to be honest, she's less upset about his attitude, and more for the fact that her idea was blown completely out of the water. If, by some crazy chance he was in Japan, then maybe they weren't too far from home... she sighs shakes her head]

So much for that. I have no idea where we are now, unless they stuck us in the middle of the ocean somewhere.

[Takes a deep breath]

But I know we aren't going to find anything here, either. I think I'm going to hit the road, soon - maybe there'll be something in the next town over.

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