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[The feed flickers on, and at first, not much more can be seen beyond a ball of very creamy fluff with a leaf attached to it. What a way to start a video introduction, what with the Leafeon dipping its head and sniffing at the camera. What a funny contraption, it might think.

From behind it, however, a voice rings out, one that is gentle yet awfully fast.]

Thank you for greeting everyone, Leafeon...! How very kind of you.

[The Pokemon cries out with joy and hops away from the camera, leaving it focused on a very familiar face, one with hazy grey eyes and minty-green hair cascading down his back. His ponytail is notably undone for now, a nearby fan blasting in his direction as he tries to cool off. Despite his clearly weary and scalding condition, he smiles brightly into the camera, hands clapping together.]

Smash Academy! It has been far too long. [He glances off to the side, seeming a bit bashful.] I, ah... I must apologize. I had more of the world to see, and I left rather quickly. I was uncertain that I'd done the disenrollment process properly, as well... [He faces the camera again, looking more uplifted again.] Regardless, the hands have given me a warm welcome, so I suppose I have done nothing wrong. In fact, they have allowed me to increase my grade. It seems I am in college now...!

[He briefly pauses, a hand cupping his chin as he ponders.] Yet, I am not sure how to begin with my major... What does an aspiring Pokemon professor take...? [He shakes his head.] I would think that is not urgent yet. I have to check on my friends! My dear, dear friends...

[He folds his hands neatly on his lap, grinning.] I have missed you all. How are you doing? Are you all still here?

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Voile!

[She gets her answer in quick time, all while he brings a hand to his cheek. Of course! How could he ever forget her?]

I remember you, as well. It has been so long, hasn't it? [He smiles fondly, tilting his head into his palm.] Have you been well?

[She is pleased, more than she's capable of sharing through the sound of her voice. But she's been a little odd lately, so hopefully he won't think it's him.]

It has been a while. It's good to hear your voice.

[There's a brief pause and she nods, even though he can't see her.]

You should tell me about what you did while you were gone.

[Haha, of course not. He doesn't take it personally. ♥]

I should ask the same for you.

[He leans back, head tilting into his chair as he organizes his thoughts.]

I have been traveling across many lands to try to discover my purpose, to see more people in a way of figuring out my position in the world...

[His eyes stray back to her.] ... yet my journey has entailed coming back here to study for another four years. I suppose this truly is my Final Destination.

[His fast little speech comes to a halt as he poses his own question.] Now... yourself?

[Voile nods again as she listens, finding his explanation to be very informative. Then she settles in onto the foot of her bed, slight shuffling in the background.]

I think if one were to say that it was 'fate' for people to come here, it might not be entirely wrong. I've heard others comment that people come here for a reason - even if you don't know what the reason is immediately.

[She often finds herself wondering why she comes back or what the point is in doing such a thing.]

As for me...

[She's done... virtually nothing since Sonny left. Which she supposes is better than when her trainer refused her. Or when her relationship with Cyrus completely crumbled and she failed to save the man who would have her save him. But she feels as though admitting this to N would be horrible.]

...It's been a bit dull. Nothing of interest.

[Nothing of interest? That's a shame. He can't say he completely thinks so - there must have been something going on, all things considered - but he is not one to deny a Pokemon her comfort with what she divulges.]

Mm, well...

I like to believe that life has many things in store for us. Everywhere we go is just a piece of the puzzle, however large or small. Wouldn't you agree?

[She thinks over his words and finds herself agreeing. At least a little. N has always been the optimistic one, however.]

Do you believe in fate?

[Because it sure sounds like he does.]

Perhaps lightly. I do not believe it definitely exists. Until there is a little more proof of its existence, I cannot place full confidence in it yet.

[There's something at work, though. He can feel it. Dimensional rifts and all... Maybe the Headmasters are more powerful than he thinks.]

And what of you?

[Voile doesn't know how to readily answer that, so she remains quiet for a few moments.]

I cannot say. I prefer to believe I am in control of myself, my feelings, my motivations. It would deprive me of some joy to know I was simply filling the shoes that were made for me.

[That's okay, too! He's very patient. Some things do require some thought.]

That is an excellent point. I believe... it must exist to some extent, but it does not control us. Life ultimately may have branching paths, many outcomes, already set in stone, ones that our choices lead us through. That makes for many branches of fate... perhaps.

[Hmmm. It really is deep stuff, isn't it?]

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