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[b]Word Count:[/b] 248
[b]Level 11 Roxas:[/b] 56/110
[b]Exp Gained:[/b] +1
[b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 57/110

[h3]Alpine Climb - Base Camp[/h3][/center]

Roxas was practically shivering when he reached the end of his climb and found himself entering an open cave area where the stagecoach was already waiting. Even with his coat, the winds outside made the air even colder, and he was definitely feeling that. Most of the others were getting to work setting up camp, but Roxas found himself needing a moment to warm back up before doing anything else. So he sat near where the campfire had been built and rubbed his arms together and against his chest.

[color=gold]”N-Note to self,”[/color] the Nobody said dryly through chattering teeth, [color=gold]”Climbing the mountain on the outside… is n-not so hot of an idea. Literally.”[/color]

But before he could get too distracted, Roxas at least remembered to also release his Pokemon from their balls. He figured they could all use a chance to get out and stretch their muscles a bit. Larxene and Shocker were quick to take off to explore the immediate surroundings, restless and somewhat mischievous as they were. While Titan and Turbo were content to find a spot they could settle down in for the night.

And as for Scamp, the Boltund immediately noticed his trainer shivering and nuzzled up against Roxas in the hopes of helping him get warm.

[color=gold]”T-Thanks buddy.”[/color] Roxas said gratefully as his Pokemon snuggled against him, [color=gold]”That helps a ton.”[/color] He added, his hands absently giving Scamp some gentle scritches behind the ears, eliciting a happy tail thump from the electric dog.

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[b]Word Count:[/b] 308
[b]Level 6 Captain Falcon:[/b] 85/60
[b]Exp Gained:[/b] +1
[b]NEW EXP Balance---[/b] 86/60

[H3]Esaka’s Middle Tier, Fatal Fury Dojo[/h3][/center]

Captain Falcon was about to depart the Fatal Fury dojo when a voice stopped him, “You said you’re looking for Terry?” The Bounty Hunter turned and saw a [url=https://www.gematsu.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/03/The-King-of-Fighters-XV_2023_03-22-23_005.jpg]Korean Martial Artist[/url] wearing a white gi with blue accents, though the belt was still unmistakably black.

[color=1f66b2]”Do you know where he is?”[/color] Falcon asked, almost getting his hopes up a little bit.

“Not lately,” the Korean fighter answered apologetically, “but he’s a friend of mine. So if he’s missing, that’s got me worried too. Name’s Kim, by the way. Kim Kaphwan.”

[color=1f66b2]”Call me Captain Falcon.”[/color] the Captain responded, [color=1f66b2]”You mentioned being a friend of Terry’s?”[/color]

“Sort of.” Kim replied coyly, “It’s a bit complicated. Spar with me for a moment and I’ll explain.”

The two took positions in one of the many training circles and began lightly trading punches and kicks. As they did so, Falcon learned that Kim met Terry in South Town when he traveled there to fight Wolfgang Krauser. He fought a brief match with Terry there and the two were good friends ever since, though that was also mixed with a healthy dose of rivalry between the two as well.

“Anyway, I told Terry if he ever needed my help he could always call me. Although I think he probably preferred asking Andy and Joe instead of a ‘rival’ like me, you know? I guess it’s kind of a pride thing. The point is, if Terry’s gone MIA, then I want to help find him if I can.”

[color=1f66b2]”Much appreciated.”[/color] Falcon said, their sparring having come to stop by this point, [color=1f66b2]”But I’d hate to make you risk missing a match on our account.”[/color]

“Nah.” Kim said, said shaking his head. “It’s fine. Team Korea’s already wrapped up our matches for the morning so I’ve got some time to kill before my next big match.”