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[GUESS WHO IS NO LONGER CHERRYSTUCK. Molly is no longer Cherrystuck! It's a little after noon when she finally gets to Violet, all her pokémon (and one of Shaun's) out with her and following her onto the sidewalk that just kind of appears next to the grass. She kept them all out so she'd feel less lonely. It got quiet and haunting on the routes at night, but she bought a book before she left and her pokémon kept her company.]

[She goes to the Center first, and then the Inn, she calls Shaun, and then she looks around. Violet is a lot bigger than Cherrygrove, but it's nowhere near as big as Los Angeles, and she still thinks it's more a town than a city.]

[She can be found here and there throughout the next few days, especially hanging out near the bridges over the freezing water looking at the Sprout Tower and playing hide and go seek with her pokémon in the trees lining the town. When she's not curled up in the Inn lobby drawing or reading a book because it's still pretty cold out.]

Audio, private to Shaun: I'm in Violet now! Where are you?

Audio, january 24th:

Does anybody know if there's a pokémon that's good at finding people? Or ... if there's a move that can do that, I guess.

[Contemplative, kind of introspective sounding girl who's thought about this for a while.]

Like ... like they could see really far.

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[There's an old rule in dealing with the public: if a little girl asks you a question, you damn well answer it.]

Nope. You can always give a description to a bat or a bird and have it fly around doing a manhunt.

Are you looking for somebody?

[Go ahead and tell this weathered, sunk-eyed guy, he looks trustworthy ~~no he doesn't~~]

_{[Woah, um. She's a little bit intimidated by his gruff exterior, but so far, everybody who's talked to her has tried to help her, so she doesn't feel afraid to anwer.]

[Have a slow nod, weathered sunk-eyed guy. While she considers that suggestion.]}

But if you tell a bat or a bird ... that wouldn't help if the person they're looking for is indoors.

[Well, she didn't clam up or burst into tears, so that's a fair amount better than a lot of his conversations with kids tend to go already.

He inclines his head.] That's a fair point. But that and asking around the old-fashioned way are the best you're gonna do. There's a lot of weird stuff around here, but there's no such thing as a magic GPS tracker.

_{[She gnaws on her lip for a short moment in that way children tend to do when they're unsure.]}

I don't have a bird yet. And Johto is really big.

I just thought with everything else they can do there has to be someone that can do that.

Get one. They come in handy. You're right about the place being big, but it gets to be a lot less of a pain once they get big an you can fly around on them.

Sorry, kid. No luck there. But, I know a lot of people around here. You got a name or a description?

_{[She nods.]} I'm going to. And a dog. But I need to beat the gym to fly anyway, and I haven't done that.

... well ... his name's Jimmy. He's older than me.

[He flicks his fingers.] The gym's a piece of cake. PLenty of kids your age handle it no problem.

Jimmy, older than you. That's a place to start, but I'm gonna need more details. Height, race, hair color, that kind of thing.

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_{[... wait. She frowns, studies him for a moment.]}

Are you a policeman?

[Something resembling a smile approaches his face like an animal circling unfamiliar territory.]

That's right. I've been on the force for years back home.

You're pretty sharp.

Someone I know is a police officer. Or well, he's a detective now.

[The encroaching smile slips away.]

Is that the Jimmy you're looking for?

No. That's someone from home.

Jimmy's my friend.

[Blake tries to keep his voice from being too significant.]

And this cop isn't.

_{[... she look unsure for a moment, then gets defensive. What are you trying to say to her?]}

He's my hero.

[In his growing dread, that's the last thing Blake expected to hear. His eyebrows jump up. He's used to surprises, but the pleasant kind is a rare thing.] Huh? You serious?

I didn't think kids had cops as heroes anymore.

[Not in his town, that's for sure. Not lately. Back when he was in the real world, parents grabbed tighter to their kid's hand when they saw a uniform.]

_{[In Molly's mind, there's no reason not to trust the cops. She's always been told she can come to them if something happens and then it was proved to her. So the tone she answers with is a little confused, but certain.]}

Yeah. He saved me.

Cops are the good guys.

[It's been a long, long time since he's heard that. A face like Blake's doesn't quite light up - it's more the kind that slowly, haltingly undarkens a step.]

That's a real good thing to hear. A whole lot of people won't give cops time of day.

[It's kind of nice not to scare a kid for once.]

I'm Lieutenant Carter Blake. I'll keep an eye out for this friend of yours, and if you run into any trouble, you let me know, all right?

Okay. I will. Thanks.

_{[It's a very sincere thanks - despite the gruff appearance, he's earned some trust points, by offering that help and by being a cop.]}

I'm Molly Walker.

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