ENTRY 001 MAKING PLANS

"Man, looks like we still have a long way to go."

Sitting on the rough concrete sill where a window once was, Oz sighs, yet its methodically that his sky blue eyes read through the information that appears before him as provided by his UI. He's so focused that he doesn't even flinch when the small bird jumps onto his lap; a bright orange chick that tilts its head in pure curiosity when trying to figure out what its trainer is staring so intently at. Of course, its beady eyes see nothing out of the ordinary.

<'Whatcha doin'?'> Tangerine Tango finally asks, more confused than curious.

"Hm? Oh... I was doing some upgrades and what not. I want to change classes, but we still have some requirements to fulfill before I can unlock the one I want."

Upgrades? Classes? The little chick stares at its trainer, blinking a couple of times, and then, following Oz's gaze once again, it narrows its eyes. Yet, just as before, there's nothing out of the ordinary there. Oz sometimes talks weird and does weird things, but there's something inside Tango that tells him not to question it or ask about it. Clearly, Oz must have some kind of magic power! So cool!

<'What kinda requirements?'>

"Let's see... Things like 'be struck by lightning'. Ouch. That one sounds pretty painful, eh?" Oz chuckles even though Tango isn't sure what is there to chuckle at. Still, he takes his trainer's words seriously, nodding along.

<'How ya gonna do that? Hmm.... Hmm... Oh! Maybe if I shoot you with my Embers fast enough it'll be like lightning.'> And EMBERS are indeed produced by the Torchic the moment this is said; miniscule fireballs being spewed towards the crumbling wall opposite to them with the cutest attempt at machine gun noises. Or, well, at least it's close enough to what Tango imagines machine guns sound like (Oz will blame it on altered ClanWar sound effects).

Regardless, it's kind of adorable, and watching the way the tiny fireballs hit the wall and leave scorch marks, Oz laughs, reaching to pet the head of his ever trigger-happy Sweeper.

"Ha! Thanks for the offer, Tango, but you'd just singe my clothes. I think maybe we're better off heading to the Surging Steppes or finding an electric type or something. We'll figure it out, don't worry."

They sure will, Oz is sure of it, but, still... getting electrocuted? He better make sure his pain threshold is at the lowest possible setting. Ah, the things he's willing to do for cool classes.

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