Just a dialogue episode here. A bit important though.


This episode got scrambled out of order through the transfer from Ixis_Muugen's journal to this one. Sorry for the inconvenience.
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The Saga Continues:
For the Children

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"Boy, Tophs..."
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"We're in deep this time."
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[An hour has passed since the two have decided to hide from the pursuing officers below. Topher's eyes are closed and he is now laying on his side much closer to Cruce.]
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Cruce: [Still staying low, he yawns.] ... 'Ey... Tophs...
Topher: [He groans quietly.] ...?
Cruce: I don't hear anything below... Can you fly? You look tired...
Topher: [He nods slowly.] Mmmhm, I can fly. I just needed a little more sleep I think.
Cruce: Thought you said you slept well...
Topher: ...Hmhm, shush... Neither of us were ready for this.
Cruce: True. Alright. Come over here... [He crawls back to the edge of the building on the side of the back alley they escaped into. Topher follows him, yawning as well.]
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Topher: Are we gonna fly this way?
Cruce: ...[He raises an eyebrow.] ...Heh. Yes, this is how it's gonna fly.
Topher: [Giggles.] You're taking this well.
Cruce: Oh, come on. This is nothing compared to Armageddon.
Topher: But... no one remembers that. What if... they...?
Cruce: Let's worry about that when we've found a safer place to hold up.
Topher: But where are we gonna go?
Cruce: I'm not sure. We can't go home...
Topher: Oh... yeah, they might be looking for us there... ...There's no turning back now...
Cruce: [He shakes his head.] Not at all... C'mon, follow me. [He leaps off of the building, focusing on the strange magic that allows he and Topher to fly...]
[Topher does the same, following close behind before approaching Cruce's side.]
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(C r u c e - T o p h e r)
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-El Cajon Skies.-

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Cruce: [Flying with his front legs out forward and his back legs outstretched backwards.] You know... I'm surprised they haven't sent the choppers after us.
Topher: [Flying the same way, albeit lower by a few inches.] Eek, don't jinx it!
Cruce: Ooh, yeah. I wasn't very superstitious before magic was possible, heheh.
Topher: Hm, Cruuuuce... Where are we going?
Cruce: Just keep up. I have an idea of where to go... I have some unfinished business there.
Topher: [He nods...] (Ohh, what are you up to...?)
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[The two put to use the ability to fly at high speeds in order to be as stealthy as possible. This is easier for Cruce than it is for Topher due to Topher's contrast in his fur color against an abnormally cloudy sky. Navigating with a bird's-eye view of El Cajon. With Topher flying close by his side, he observes the ground below with a careful eye. He identifies landmarks in order to reinforce the direction of his destination. One landmark he uses and has used in the past is the fairly large campus of a high school his sister attends; one he has given though about attending as well.]
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[A few miles onward and the two have reached the lush golf courses of Singing Hills: the same area Janet works at and the same area which saw the Sycuan incident.]
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-Singing Hills.-

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Cruce: [He searches for a good spot to dive down that is out of plain sight. He finds a deep, natural canal. Descending toward this spot, he notices that the wind has picked up. Quite violently.]
Topher: [Follows his cousin's lead and notices a small ledge where the water, flowing at a decent speed, does not reach. He and Cruce land in this canal...]
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Cruce: Alright Tophs, I doubt they'll find us down here, but they're looking for a white and black Shaymin, if not just our human forms.
Topher: So, what should we do? Should we go Safan?
Cruce: I was thinking that... Flying makes for an easy get away, but it's easy to lose track of where you're going. It's still new to me... I wish I could just do it for fun, but when you're escaping the Awgo police force...
Topher: It's magical though...
Cruce: To say the least... [Shakes his head and faces the water, walking to the edge of the raised ledge.] Listen, Topher... I'm sorry I'm pulling you into all of this...
Topher: Mm?
Cruce: I've been thinking a lot about myself lately and I haven't really considered any of your advice... or really anything you've had to say. I've listened, but...
Topher: No no, don't apologize, Cruce. You haven't done anything wrong! No one as, as far as what we know... This little world we live in hasn't seen something like this happen. Now, I could be wrong. There's a lot of time and space mumbo-jumbo I can't understand if I tried. But as far as what we all know as a species, we can't know what is wrong and what is right. We can't even know what is. That's where we should start, no?
Cruce: ...I guess so... Heh, but really, I feel like I know so little. I'm missing the step before that one, Tophs.
Topher: Maybe all of us are... Cruce...? [Walks up to Cruce and sits next to him, watching the water flow...] I'm not angry or anything... I'm a little frustrated that we were caught, but it was my fault... I'm being overcautious while at the same time living this life in denial.
Cruce: [He gives his cousin an inquisitive look.] Denial?
Topher: Mhmm, I've had a lot going through my mind ever since the end of that first disaster. I still want to believe I'm just a normal boy... Well, somewhat. A boy who doesn't have all these powers. And, great as they are, look at what they've led us to...
Cruce: Hmm... [Looks at the surface of the water. There is no reflection do to the speed of the flow.] ...Still... you wouldn't have been uncovered if I wasn't so hasty about coming here to save Mom. I... I can't believe Al ratted us out like that... But... what is he gonna do? Lie to the most powerful police force on the planet?
Topher: ...I saw the look he had... He seemed like he didn't regret a thing, but your other friends were in disbelief. They probably have no clue what we're doing now.
Cruce: Or what we are right now... [He turns to his cousin.] You know, I'm still having a hard time taking this in. I mean, look at us... Look at us, Tophs... We're still living some in some kid's fantasy land.
Topher: [Faces Cruce.] ...?
Cruce: Every time I wake up, I hear voices in my head... Voices who I know have a body elsewhere in the universe, or some other universe. Why, man...? Why is that real--How is that real? That takes a lot of thought... And... if you think about it, you've already over thought it. Look at us, man! We're Pokémon! This is like a child's imagination! ... And I'll admit... Safans are... pretty childish-like, too.
Topher: But, Cruce... didn't you make Safans? You even showed me that cute little comic...
Cruce: I did create them, but only as a cartoon. I didn't expect them to come to our world... and still be a cartoon. When I think spacial collision, and pardon me for sounding like Stephen Hawking there, I think Star Wars, or Star Trek. Not... Pokémon. This whole thing just feels like it's for the children.
Topher: [He repeats this phrase to himself, staring into the water.] ...For the children...
Cruce: ...And the sad thing is... I think I already smell a pattern. Those other two voices I've heard when I wake up sound like they belong to this sort of thing. All for the children...
Topher: ...Cruce, I feel like I have to disagree with you on that one.
Cruce: Hmm?
Topher: Sure, they may look like childish creations, but don't you remember the way they acted...? It was so realistic... It wasn't a cartoon anymore. It was real. No script whatsoever. Not a game, not a show, not a movie... completely real.
Cruce: ...Yeah, I guess you're right about that. I mean, the Safiri acted was pretty brutal. And those Pokémon were pretty damn cool. The villains, Darkness, weren't like... Final Fantasy villains. Well they were a little, but they were... Ugh, it was just real, you're right, Tophs... But still... I can't get over the fact that these great, super, almighty... powers all had something to do with... this. [Glances at Topher quickly as if he were showing himself off.]
Topher: [Giggles softly.] I think I get your point... It's a little scary, actually. What does that mean for our religion?
Cruce: I had the same thought a few days back. I'm not even going to try to answer that at the moment... I think we should change into our Safan forms. We can get up that hill there. The trees will offer enough cover.
Topher: Okay. What do we do from there?
Cruce: ...Give a visit to a certain ghost.
Topher: C-Cruce, how do we--?!
Cruce: Don't worry, don't worry... I have an idea...
[The two walk away from the water's edge...]
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"'Ey, Tophs..."
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"Yes?"
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"Is it me, or did it get really windy?"
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-E N D I N G-
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