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[Ah, Vatheon. How lovely it must be for all of you who are topside right now. Surely you are enjoying the sun, the shade, the lovely ocean water and beautiful sea life~

... But then. Are those the sound of hooves?]

AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!

[And now a shriek! A panicked shriek of a damsel in distress! Could someone be hurt, is someone drowning? Oh, whatever is going on now?]

Oh, oh, no, no, no, this is awful! Simply dreadful! Oho, how could this have happened!?

[For anyone watching or even on the island right now, she will make herself known: a beautiful white mare shivering and tromping about in the sand. Oh, it's sticking to her hooves! Her beautifully polished hooves! Rarity barely realizes she's tapped the communicator beside her, nor does she pay attention to the lovely vest. (Really, Princess Zelda, the shade is lovely, but Rarity is currently preoccupied with more important things!)

Pawing at the sand and with tears in her big blue eyes, she sniffles.]

O-oh. My poor mane. A-and my coat. Ooh, it's all ruined!

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[Rarity if you can find something that doesn't clash horribly with bright green hair you will be regarded as a goddess.

... by some one. Not N.]

I like black and white. I think it suits me just fine. Besides, I only arrived here a month ago.

[Darling, please. This is Rarity. If she can make a lovely hat out of three pieces of hay and a drinking straw, then she can surely work with bright green hair!]

Hmm... perhaps some lovely green trim and accents to your outfit would make things really pop. Ooh, and perhaps a dash of blue! Or orange!

[Oh boy.]

Wouldn't new clothes require a shop of some kind? The place where Vatheon residents normally live is currently flooded. We can't go back down until they're capable of fixing it. That's why yo arrived here instead of in the city.

[She still would have been soaked with sea water though. Speaking of.]

Besides, weren't you more concerned about your own hair a moment ago?

A shop? Well, not if you can just make your own outfits! Of course not everyone has that talent, so I suppose a little bit of shopping could work.

[But at the mentioning of her hair Rarity ends up distracted again.]

Oh, that's right! I must get myself cleaned up! I could get a terrible sunburn out here as well!

You'll have to wait until the bubble is fixed then.

[N finally points back towards a spread out area that seems to consist largely of various cobbled together camps, people and other residents milling about among them. There are huts beyond those, but it appears that there isn't quite enough for all the people stuck on the island, making the camps necessary.]

I have a camp back that way if you want to get cleaned up there. My friend is with me, but he won't mind a new friend.

[Oooh, she hates the wilderness. But... if she can get clean by going there-]

Oh... all right. I suppose it shall have to do.

[He won't have much to offer because he didn't have much before the bubble cracked, but there's towels at least.]

Alright.

[He straightens up finally, motioning with a hand to follow.]

[And follow she does, tiptoeing along and being careful not to trip or accidentally step on a crab. Ew ew ew, all the sand stuck to her feels so gross.]

[N keeps a fairly close eye on her, making sure not to walk too fast. He wouldn't want her to get left behind after all.

Eventually they come to a camp set fairly far apart from the rest of the camps and huts on the island. A large tent has been fashioned out of poles and a tarp, big enough to make at least three separate "rooms". Personal belongings are stashed in one area, but the other two have been taken over by bedding. One bed in particular has a quietly snoring lump of black and red fur. This is the 'friend' N mentioned, and he seems quite content to keep sleeping through their arrival.

N goes the area with the sparse belongings and pulls out a towel to hand over.]

Here.

[Rarity follows all the way to the tent and after noticing the little lump under the sheets she inches away, a little hesitant once more to walk in further.

She takes the towel with her horn, making it levitate towards her so she can quickly use it to start drying off her mane.]

Thank you. Goodness, sea water is such a pain.

... Is that bundle over there a friend of yours?

Oh, yes. That's Zoroark. Don't worry, he's friendly.

[He kind of needs the disclaimer because some people are actually put off by a bipedal fox that stands even taller than N.]

What what sort of creature is he?

A Pokemon. They're commonplace in my world, and there are a number of them here in Vatheon as well.

Pokemon is a catch-all term for them. Zoroark is the species name. He's a Dark-type, though that doesn't really say anything for his personality. He's quite friendly, when he's awake.

I see.

[She peers over to see if she can get a better look, but, not wanting to disturb his rest, Rarity straightens up shortly after so she can go back to drying off her hair. By the time she's done and she lifts the towel away from her tail, her curls are perfect and back in place once more~]

Ah~ Much better~

[Zoroark is sleeping pretty heavily. He's not exactly nocturnal, but he tends to sleep a lot more than N does.

The suddenly perfect curls gets a bit of an eyebrow raise from N, but he's not going to comment. Really, he's seen stranger things...]

It might be a while before the city is repaired. If you need a place to stay, one of the huts might still be available.

[He would offer his temporary camp but he has a feeling she's not the roughing it type.]

I suppose it shall have to do. I am not a huge fan of outdoor camping, but with a little touching up, I should be able to fashion something lovely~

[Just watch. By the end of the week she'll have the fanciest hut on the beach.]

Ah. Now then. I do believe I have no properly introduced myself. My name is Rarity~

[She'll never want to leave it.]

Rarity?

[It's... kind of pretty.]

I'm N.

N? As in the letter N?

Such a unique name. Or is it perhaps a nickname?

[aaawkward cough]

Yes it's... short for Natural.

[Yeah the full name isn't any better.]

[Her eyes sparkle~]

Why do you seem so ashamed? It is a beautiful name! Why, I would even go so far as to call it a rarity itself~

It... it is?

[Rarity, you're the first person ever who's complimented his real name. He doesn't know what to think, or even how to feel about it.]

Of course! Plus, it seems to suit you well.

Suits me?

[Halp how does I accept compliment]

It does. At least from what I can gather from your personality. And your style, you see. It is all very natural~

[DID NO ONE TEACH YOU MANNERS.]

[Ghetsis. Teach N manners. Hahahaha... yeah, no.

But he can at least admit to his lack of ability to know what to do when some one says kind things to him.]

Ah... I'm... not really sure what to say to that...

[can he just go back to hiding his face under his hat again?]

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