Clare would find their way off the ship just behind Terashi, Keiko and Absinthe, looking around as they stood near the other Snagems. They’d both enjoy their meals until the arrival announcement had been made but neither had unpacked anything after getting on the ship, so they were waiting to disembark right behind Sub when the ship was fully docked and the passengers were free to leave for the shore. The duo arrived together in their everyday clothes, not seeing much point in dressing up. Wren and Odd had stayed out of sight for the most part, keeping themselves tucked away until dinner had begun. They’d enjoy the meal with the rest of the passengers and when the announcement was made that the ship would be docking in Paldea, they made their way back to their room and packed up any items that were still out. “ By dinner time, they’d changed into a black velvet dress that fell to just above their knees with sheer sleeves adorned with vines and flowers embroidered on them along with a pair of short black heels. Then again, being in a whole different world than where I came from kind of puts that ‘global organization’ into bit of perspective in regards to it’s scale now that I think about it. “As far as I can recall, I’ve never expected myself to be part of something quite so far-reaching. “I guess I’m still getting used to just how large of an audience came with my recruitment.” They admitted. That said, she was better at typing with a SNAG than I was, but I had years of experience with keyboards and thus preferred them.Ĭlare shrugged with a look of embarrassment on their face. She was simultaneously surfing Klinkot and Chatter, and I didn't much care for either of those websites. A light snicker drew my attention, which led me to seeing Absinthe leaning against a wall, fiddling with her SNAG.I peeked over her shoulder for a second, but quickly lost interest. I didn't say anything as Keiko and Monique socialized, as I'd pieced together by now that Monique favored female company over male company. "Sorry," Keiko said sheepishly, as she hadn't intended to bring up any painful memories for her fellow hybrid. She liked the tropical island look of Alola, but it wasn't until after she talked that she remembered Monique's Alola is less tropical and more post-apocalyptic. It wasn't long after she spoke that she covered her mouth, though. "Well, it's no Alola, but it does look good," Keiko responded. Keiko smiled at Monique, then looked out toward shore.
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