[center][b][h2]PinkDizaster
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Crusader Knight Kupori[/h2][/b][/center]

The patrolling duo marched along towards the Chocolatte Mart without much of an idea of who was following them. Their eyes were forward in search of trouble; They didn't have time to just look around and notice random stuff like someone walking the same way as them. While Gatta covered more ground due to his longer legs, he had to actually keep up with Kupori as she marched along the road, confident as always. Her wooden sword was within a custom sheathe at her side; Seemingly made by Kupori herself. It wasn't anything extreme, but it was something, at least. It made her look a little more official!

As they turned down another path, they were nearly at the mart; And had planned to go straight there, until Gatta spoke up suddenly.

"Look," He said with a somewhat annoyed tone, gesturing ahead as he noticed one of the town's hooligans, Pink. He had a bad habit of painting everywhere, and it ticked Gatta off a bit. "Pink's messing up another wall."

Kupori eyed the boy up ahead, eyes narrowing into a determined glare of annoyance. He didn't know when to quit, did he? "We need to set him straight! Ku-Popo!! Let's go!" She called out, picking up her pace. Gatta, following, couldn't help but notice that Pink was trying to get them to come over by waving at them... To check out his art, if the boy had to guess. Pink wasn't a bad guy; He just painted beyond canvases, and that annoyed the other citizens! It was Gatta's job to set him straight, no matter how many times it was required.

"What're you doing now?" Kupori questioned, not processing the art on the wall right away as she instead focused on Pink.

Pink was eagerly ready to show the Moogle what he painted this time. Usually it was something small and quick with the signature PinkDizaster was here, but this time was different, this time he took somewhat time to make this painting. "Oh I knew you would show up. So I had this weird dream and you and Faira were there and there was this other guy who I've never seen before but that doesn't matter. We were on this weird stained glass floor and we all got these key weapons." Pink paused letting the Moogle take in everything he said. "And so I painted them here, see mines the black and white one, yours is the one with the red thing attached, Faira's is on the far left, and lastly that other guy's is on the far right."

Pink paused again looking up at the sky then looking back at the two Sunrise Crusaders in front of him, "So they're cool right?" he asked openly to the two of them.

"'Key' weapons?" Gatta repeated, taking it all in. Was this guy crazy? Who the heck would use keys as weapons? Observing the vandalism, it surprised him; Gatta had to admit these looked pretty awesome, though keys didn't seem practical as weapons. "I mean, they look cool, Pink, but we still gotta wash it off. Kupori, tell him--"

Gatta paused, noticing Kupori observing the wall. "Uh... Kupori?"

Kupori's eyes were wide as she stood close to the wall, observing the keyblades. Specifically the one she had wielded in her own dream; With red and orange, and the pom pom chain. She took a moment to process it, but soon turned to look at Pink; Her usual irritation was gone, replaced with a face that marked confusion, and shock. "Pink..." She spoke, though completely off from her normal self, as she never actually called him Pink to his face; It was more than even proof she was shocked. "I remember these! I-I had that dream, too! You remember that weird guy that talked about that Unnatural Empire too, right?! K-Ku-- Po!"

Pink was probably as shocked as the young Moogle was when she mentioned the guy who called them all there. He didn't speak for a minute but finally found something to say, "Yeah, and you gave a big spiel about how you'll bring justice wherever it's needed, right?"

At those words, Kupori's face lit up red like her pom-pom, embarrassed due to her realizing someone had actually heard that. "W-Well, yeah! And I meant it, too!" She retorted, and... Meant it. She couldn't go back if all if this crazy stuff was actually real. But they didn't exactly have those key weapons anymore; What were they supposed to do to stop this 'empire', anyways? Where even was it? She was getting confused.

"Alright, you guys have me lost." Gatta admitted, plainly. "Dreams that you both remember? An Unnatural Empire? What even is that? I don't understand this at all."

"I don't know, either, Gatta. But-- Ku-po..." Kupori trailed off momentarily, not knowing anymore than Gatta honestly did. That dream had been so vague, just what the heck were they supposed to be stopping? All she knew was that they needed to look into this further; They needed to find Faira, and that white-haired boy. "Do you know where Faira is? We need to find her, and that white-haired kid, too, Kupo!"

Gatta had simply turned to take a moment out of this conversation; And noticed that, while he wasn't close, there was a white-haired boy a short way's off. "You don't mean that guy staring at us from over there, do you?" He questioned, looking back at Kupori and Pink.

Turning, Kupori gasped. "Th-That's him! Thanks, Gatta!" She said quickly, the little puffball running towards the white-haired boy, leaving Gatta and Pink to themselves. 

"I--" Gatta tried to speak, but lost the will to do so. He was just confused beyond what someone ought to be; He was having a hard time putting everything together from their conversation. And now Kupori was running after some other kid. Gatta simply put his hands on his sides, shaking his head as he tried to process it all.

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"Hey, you!" Kupori called out, approaching the white-haired boy at an alarming rate. Her pom-pom bounced behind her and wobbled slightly side-to-side as she approached. Anyone who saw Kupori at first glance wouldn't see anything threatening about her running towards them; But those who were aware of her nature and job as a crusader knew she was tough and generally about business before fun. If the boy knew her good enough to assume she was just trying to talk with him, or got scared of her because he didn't, was entirely up to him. If he could read emotion, he could probably tell in her eyes that she had no anger; Her expression didn't mark someone who'd be after you. If anything, it looked somewhat confused, and perhaps to a trained eye, even [i]scared.[/i]