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“Baran.” Jin shook his hand, or tried to. The most her small hand could wrap around was one of his fingers. She sat on the bench beside him, her feet swinging in open air. “Call me Jin. Callsign is a work in progress. And - yeah, Gizmo and I met.” She chuckled.

“He let me fly his jetpack without telling me it was still in beta. So there’s that. I think he’s under the impression that I’m going to get him back.” She smiled a warm smile, a practiced smile. Her brown eyes were cold. “I’m honestly already over it,” she lied.

All she needed was time and a good plan. How to embarrass Gizmo just enough that he got the message without completely ruining his cred? She knew she only had one chance, and she’d have to make it count.

She ate some of her breakfast, her ingrained manners a lot more polite than Mammoth. Although, she was probably packing food away just as fast.

“So, do you guys get a special dorm room or something?”

Killer. Post get!


Kijani came back to consciousness slowly. She felt like she was in the midst of a dream, and not a very good one at that. Blind, deaf, weak. She slumped forward when the pods were opened, landing on her hands and knees inelegantly.

She saw figures in front of her. As her vision came back into focus, she realized that they were all about her age. Interesting. Tensing a bit, she realized that her sword was still tucked neatly under her coat. Chicago winter was nothing to mess with, and her heavy woolen trenchcoat had kept her sheathed blade from being discovered. Her go-bag had been frozen along with her. That was either sheer luck or poor planning on the part of her enemy. Either way, she would gladly take the advantage.

She stepped forward, looking at some of the others who had gathered. Her golden eyes darted from person to person. They all looked decent, and she had the slightest instinct of danger from each. Some more than others. There was a young woman who seemed to know what the hell was going on, so she listened in as she approached the small group.

It seemed introductions were in order. The only one who had a lick of sense was “Speed”. She definitely didn’t trust any of these strangers. After all, one of them could easily be an enemy spy, or running the show entirely.

“You all may refer to me as Origami. You won’t be getting me to sing kumbayah anytime soon either.” Her voice was cool and neutral as she eyed the group with distaste, especially the two boys who were openly eyeing each other. Such trusting, idiot children. Already, she could sense that she’d have to make her own way. Oh well, what else was new?
Am I allowed to give Kijani her go-bag? Contents are a full change of clothes, some money from her America, water, non-perishable snacks, cell phone, and as many stacks of paper as she could shove into it.
Can we move forward without them?
*low snort at Jasper*
Adjusted Norah's age to 55. Added some white hair. She's gonna be everyone's Fairy grandmother.
@Ultimate Spidey Thanks Spidey.
@LuckyBlackCat That's some really awesome art! It definitely fits right in with real Pokemon.
Posted. How do I get the nametag thing at the top to be in the middle of the screen?
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