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Reno's gone home.

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Heading back to base. Delivering Pokemon, both stolen and captured.

Action: Route 32 and Union Cave

[The Kabuto crumples to the ground weakly, unable to escape the red beam that envelopes it. With three shrill "ding"s, the job is done. Rude picks up the Pokeball and tosses it into a bag, where the Kabuto joins at least 10 other ancient Pokemon all sealed with their respective red and white balls.

Rude's Eevee does a little jump for joy at the victory, before settling down for a brief rest while Rude pulls out a notepad and records the next capture. 3 Kabutos, 2 Omanytes and a Shieldon. Not bad, but he hasn't achieved his goal of catching an Aerodactyl just yet. Hopefully he'll stumble onto one so-

Well, speak of the devil.

Trick jumps up and just about manages to evade the swooping jaws of an ancient Pokemon. The Aerodactyl circles the air, eyes zooming in on the Eevee before it makes a second dive again. But this time both trainer and Eevee are prepared.

Rude's still trying to deal with the fact that his partner was gone. This feeling of loss is not something you can just turn on and off with a switch. But as Rude orders his Eevee to deliver a Sand Attack, he feels a bit of the old surge of excitement that comes with a battle, and for now he'd just like to concentrate on fighting because that's the only thing he can think off to do.]

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It's what it is. No point getting emotional about it.

Trick's alright. Won a few battles and gained some levels. His mother doesn't have to worry about him.

[He doesn't want to need to think about going home, so he is changing the subject fully.]

Given any thought onto what you're going to evolve it into? It's pretty complex, thinkin' about all the different ways they can.

Unless you're like me, and am getting all of their different evolutions.

Not really.

[He hasn't really given much thought to his Pokemon, period. But something like choosing an evolution...that's a pretty big decision, isn't it?]

I'll let Trick decide.

That's what I've been doing with mine - I've got quite a few Eevee. Kind of glad they're all choosing differently - man, when Tifa was eying those Fire Stones, I was a little worried!

[he dropped the tifa word]

[...you dropped the tifa word. Rude's eyebrows snap together and his fingers immediately fly across the keypad.]

You know Tifa?

[Answer carefully Laguna~]

I do - Tifa Lockheart, at least. There might be other Tifas out in the worlds. Though I'm not from her world - are you?
[Nnnnot gonna mention their fates quite yet, the whole Conflict thing.]

Yeah.

Was/Is she here? How do you know her?

[Important questions that Rude needs answered. For reasons. Important ones.]

She wasn't here, no. It was a war (between two gods) where we met. Powerful heroes and villains were dragged in, and we were fighting for them. I don't remember all of it, but me and Tifa were friends and allies.
(Alongside Lightning, Kain, Yuna and Vaan. They're all from other worlds as well - we were on the same side, fighting for Cosmos, and the six of us ended up travelling together. Man, the way Tifa used her fists was pretty cool!)

Was she well in your world, before you came here?

[He doesn't know how to ask if she was dead or anything. Because he is still trying to figure out how many of them survived that cycle.]

[What the-!? It's a good thing Rude's been in Johto long enough to know that different worlds and universes do exists, otherwise he'd have wrote Laguna off as a loon.

But that does sound a lot like Tifa. Using her martial art skills to save the world. She's too good a person to-

Wait. Why that question? That's a really odd way of phrasing the usual "How's she doing?" question.]

She's fine. She saved the Planet again.

Why do you ask that?

[There's a slight pause, a bit passes before he sends out a reply.]

Well, the thing is? The last thing I remember of that world is the six of us giving our lives to protect the other Warriors of Cosmos. There were these mindless killing machines, and somebody had to stop them so they didn't kill everybody. So us six went and destroyed how they were getting to that world.

I've been worried about them.

[Well that's done it. Rude swaps over to audio and starts this interrogation.]

When the hell did this happen!? Was Strife there? Why didn't he do anything? Did you see her...

[...die? That's the unsaid word. Rude knew that at one point she was going to be executed by Shinra; he didn't like it at all but he could accept that, because that was a natural consequence of going against the company that the Turks were part off. Nothing was more important than finishing the mission.

But this was different. This time they weren't on opposite sides. There was no Shinra involved, no code shared among a team. This was Tifa doing what she did best: fighting for the lives of others.

She's not supposed to die.]

[Woah! That does shock Laguna - but he switches to match, his voice a little nervous. Geeze, was this her boyfriend or something?]
Strife? Like - Cloud Strife? [He'd heard the name from Tifa before.] He was a Chaos Warrior, but she protected him too. A lot of us suffered from memory problems - I think she knew more then him. I'm not sure when it happened, though - but I was one of the first to go. I didn't see it, no.
[He knows what Rude meant. His voice is becoming more serious, more strong. He's a man of the gun, after all. Well, he was.]

...memory problems?

[Seriously? Rude shook his head, unsure what to make of the situation. There was a lot of contradictory information he was getting here; Cloud, a villain? Maybe it was those Jenova cells messing up the guy's brain again.]

...Cloud's alright. He, Tifa and their friends saved the Planet.

So, if you didn't see her die then...there's a chance she didn't?

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