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[Today's broadcast blinks on to show Yuuna out at the gate, standing there in a different outfit than usual. No Ranger's jacket, but a beat up looking traveler's outfit of good, sturdy make. She's got an oddly reflective look about her.]

Anyone ever stopped to think about how life was before all the recent upheaval? I don't mean all the fighting and the strange things the gods have been throwing at us, though. I mean before Union really opened up to the outside. Back when we thought that we were the only humans left alive. So much has changed, and hell...it's like the world we grew up in changed overnight.

[Beside her, something shimmers, and a near exact copy of Yuuna seemingly flows into view. It's eyes are just a bit off though, lighter than hers, and it waggles a finger.]

I don't mean all the new Pokemon we've discovered, or the new people we've encountered. But that's definitely a big shift if this guy is any indication. I mean, it's been a whole year as of today since I left Union for the first time...and I was one of the later trainers to really go out on my own.

[She huffs a laugh at the Ditto-Yuuna and shakes her head.]

I never thought I'd fight a god, or in a war. I definitely never thought I'd spend a week in the body of a man, or that I'd find a whole new species of Pokemon that die if they stop bouncing. And heh...I'm not even going to start trying to describe meeting the Savior. But it's been a hell of a year.

[The Ditto makes a face, wiggling it's tongue.]

Anyway. I've been uselessly nostalgic long enough. But indulge me, folks. What are some things you thought you'd do that got turned on their heads this last year?

Action, Verdant Forest

[And just like she'd done a year ago, Yuuna takes a trip through the Verdant Forest, walking down those old familiar paths. This time, though, she's got a trio of very different Pokemon. A Magnezone, Politoed, and Hitmonchan. They'd evolved, all three of her oldest friends, and the wilds all around them didn't seem quite so mysterious anymore. She's got an arm hooked around the Hitmonchan's shoulders, walking casually, the two of them pointing to various things and sharing a quiet joke here and there.

If they happen to meet someone, they'll get a friendly wave.]

Heya, out for a walk too? Care for company?

Action, The Coastal Ruins (For Merrill)

[Yuuna'd decided to go down that way with Merrill later on, a little bit of an outing to give the place another once over, see if there was much of interest there. She had some of her stronger types on the warp band, but the only one she had out? Was the newbie. A little Zorua who'd yet to prove herself, simply named Shinko, trotted along ahead of the two explorers, snuffling the ground while they talk quietly.]

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Ditto!

[It wiggles an arm-like appendage.]

Was it? When? It's...a pretty weird place.

[ He waggles a finger in return and elaborates ] I mean, I was running. Last night, I find myself in this place and instinct kicked in. I can't help it. My friends, if I have any left, call it primal cowardice.

I call it staying alive.

I ... er ... take it you had better luck?

Primal...cowardice? Running?

[She blinks at him, her confusion evident. Ditto's as well.]

I thought you were a magus. Or at least had Pokemon?

[ Oh, bugger. He supposed he couldn't hold onto the illusion forever. It was nice, but like all nice things for Rincewind, it had an early expiration date. ]

I am. I'm just... [ He wildly fishes for the word ] deficient. In the arcane. [ He sniffs. ]

Deficient? You mean...

[She quirks her head.]

Are you like me? Not...Enlightened? Or whatever it's called in Sanctuary?

No, I'm pretty sure I'm a Magus. It says so on my hat!

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Then how are you...deficient?

[Do you lack levels?]

I can't learn spells, alright? Anything I try to memorize, slips away. It's like trying to grasp water, only without my hands. I've been told my mind is supposed to be like a sieve, only, I think the holes are too big because nothing catches.

[ mumble mumble, mumble. ]

[ Incompetence is a song so familiar he hums it in his sleep. ]

That's...

[For someone with a photographic memory, that was certainly an incredibly difficult thing to even conceive of. She could remember nearly everything that ever happened to her, random blackouts aside. And those blackouts were terrifying...]

...That's...I can't even imagine...

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It's like...you know when you have a word on the tip of your tongue and you think "out with it man!", but all you get is a warbled stutter? An' everyone's just staring because they'd expected some kind of spectacle! It wasn't like they were asking for a fireball or anything, but a spark would've been complementary. They say, "Rincewind, where the bloody hell did all your spells go? I think life's gone and misplaced them on you, poor sod."

It's like that.

[ He catches her expression. ]

Oh, it's not so bad. You get used to it.

You...don't get it.

[She is actually having to fight back the urge to just...pity him outright and ask if she thinks it's catching...]

I don't forget anything. Even if I want to. Ever.

[ She's safe. He's a lucksink. All the bad luck'll find him first before it bothers with anyone else. ]

Lucky you then. Remind me to differ to you when something's in need of a proper recollection.

Yeah...you should do that. I...um, geez.

[How to say this...]

I'm your opposite.

Oh.

[ He falls quiet. An awkward silence. Rincewind's shoulders sag as if gravity were using him as a personal cushion. ]

I suppose you're going to say that you're incurably lucky then? Must be nice.

Oh gods, no!

[She waves a hand almost dismissively.]

I nearly get killed on a weekly basis! I'm good enough at fighting and training to stay alive. I just don't...forget anything? I have a photographic memory. And let me tell you, sometimes? You want to forget things.

I heard concussive force applied directly to the skull works wonders. I wouldn't suggest it though. From what I hear, it's got a high morality rate. An' no good that, dying.

[ He chews the inside of his cheek in contemplation ]

I imagine everything you see just kind of ... piles up. What happens when you run out of room?

I've had a few blows to the head. I'm a Ranger, these things happen.

[She snorts.]

And I've yet to come close, as far as I know. At least, I don't feel full up.

Speaking of- mind enlightening me on the whole Ranger business? There's a lot of things worth being terrified over and I just want to know if I'll be expanding my list by one.

Rangers? You...Hah. No, we're explorers and rescuers. If you get lost in the wilderness, go missing, or get injured you call us.

And me, specifically if you get injured. I'm a field medic.

Right, so I call you when I need something remembered or I'm grievously injured to the point of losing my sense of self-preservation or lost in general.

[ Rincewind steepled his fingers in thought. He was forgetting again. He could feel the fuzzy, half-realized thought stomping around the recesses of his mind like an angry, cud-chewing cow...- ] Am I missing something?

I...don't think so?

[She folds her arms and waits, wondering if he will remember things.]

I'm a medic, a fighter, and I have a good memory. And that's what you need to remember if you're in need of help. Unless I'm missing something.

[ Ah!- ] That's it. Help. I was supposed to call you if I needed any help. [ He concludes with a self-satisfied nod. ]

Yes. Now why not write that down?

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I'm afraid I don't have a pen.

Use the warp band?

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