| [So... where's this dream? This new dreamscape, this new part of the passing world?
It's... inside a building. A cafe, to be exact. Well, a cafe/gym from the Unovian city of Striaton, to be really REALLY exact. It looks as if it's just been closed for the night - the lights are dimmed, and there's barely any workers around. And sitting at one of the tables, resting with his lone Pansage, is one of the three gym leaders. Cilan. His head lowered, he seems to be thinking. And waiting for somebody. He's even got some food out. And the magical thing? It's your favorite meal ever. Lucky guess, huh?
Could that person be you?
...........Well, no. This is his dream - he's waiting for a certain someone, who he's nearly sure will come back for him. Who nobody else ever wants to see again except for him, his brothers and Interpol too. What a weirdo. Not like you know that, though.
But he's willing to speak to you, too! Otherwise this would be a failpost, amirite? So as he sees *YOUR CHARACTER*, he stands and comes to them. Real quick.]
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