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[color=0072bc][b]Level:[/b][/color] 1
[color=0072bc][b]Day/Time:[/b][/color] Day Three - Evening
[color=0072bc][b]Location:[/b][/color] Northrend-Valiance Keep, Borean Tundra
[color=0072bc][b]Tag:[/b][/color] [@Zarkun][@WXer][@DracoLunaris][@ONL][/center]


The strange creatures, the cold, the hustling and bustling—Blue was overwhelmed. It was his first mission and he felt like a lost puppy forced to ignorantly follow the leader. Again, naturally, he seemed to orbit around Cole whether the L.A. detective liked it or not. He was the most normal-looking, and it was easier to be lost with someone else than alone. He followed the group as they were rushed along after the robot kid who introduced himself as Vent. At least they were all talking.

Blue managed to smile despite the cold that froze his cheeks and made him tremble. [color=0072bc][b]“My name is Blue, and I’m a Pokemon trainer. If you saw that little turtle earlier, then what you saw was a Pokemon. His name is Squirtle and he’ll give us a very handy hand.”[/b][/color]

On another note, “[color=0072bc][b]Uh, by the way, is there a place where we can go that’s warm? I packed what I could, but I’m still cold! Maybe they sell better coats around here. Isn’t that why we’re receiving gold?”[/b][/color]

Blue walked over to pick up his coin purse and raised and lowered his hand as though inspecting the leather sacks weight. Why else would they receive gold if they couldn’t spend it on what they would need?