"Actually it's just AmiGo, but it does have a Flamigo mascot, so that's pretty cool!"

She had a point with the camping thing. It sounded right, at least to Sven. Maybe he'd ask some other folks, too. As Saskia searched the app store for the new app, Sven peered over her shoulder almost like a nosy sibling, and pointed out the app when it came up. Sven pulled up the app on his phone to show her some of the messages he'd received, as well as the picture he chose that he thought was pretty cool. (In hindsight, he looked like a total nerd and even he recognized that fact, but it was a glimpse of what to expect with him. He was a total nerd.)

Sven beamed brightly as he reached up to give Kirin a gentle stroke on the snout. It had been a while since he'd last seen the Wyrdeer. He was glad to see it held up pretty well. As always, he made sure to bring some treat of sorts for the pokemon and dug in his bag until he found the granola he brought. As Kirin's ears perked up a bit, Sven held his palm out for the Wyrdeer to eat from and couldn't help but laugh the moment he felt the pokemon begin to dig right in.

"Poor thing, you feeding her right, Sasky?"

A teasing gesture, naturally. Though the next question that came caused him to turn to her in full. He figured it was appropriate to ask given she'd just returned. No doubt the silent icelands were much harsher than Oldale's climate.

"So anything on your patrol of note? Or well anything you can share."

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The brunette flashed her a quick thumbs up when she mentioned that amigo also meant friends in Paldean. His own Paldean was rusty but he definitely remembered that at the very least. But it was her next few words that caught him off guard and forced a groan from his lips as he covered his face in shame. It was such a cool picture, but the app flagged it and forced him to change lest he wanted his account locked. He remained hunched over in the chair for a moment before he finally looked up to Saskia with a frown.

"I did, but they made me take it down! Said that the weaponry went against their terms of service, and I wasn't gonna fight it."

Instead, he flipped his phone around to show her the picture he had to replace it with. His disappointment was practically palpable. Brows furrowed together as he lowered his phone with a slight pout. But his disappointment quickly subsided before he looked at his own profile and gasped loudly.

"I think I specified but I hope none of the people who swiped got the wrong impression!" he panicked before he heaved out a sigh of relief. "Not that it's a big deal I guess? I just figure that stuff will happen naturally if and when it does. Let destiny find me."

In other words, Sven didn't seem to have any interest in the idea. But he flashed Saskia a thumbs up to encourage her to do whatever she chose with the app. He had a hunch that Kirin would be an excellent wingwoman. Then it hit him.

"Oh! You could share pictures of your pokemon too! Kirin's just too photogenic not to," he beamed as he reached to give the Wyrdeer some scratches behind its ears.

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Sven couldn't help but roll his eyes when Saskia commented on his lack of expertise with swords. Just because he didn't know how to fight with one didn't mean he was exempt from looking like a badass with one! At least Kirin seemed to be nice to him at that point, even though he had to sway the Wyrdeer with some granola. He happily began to brush his fingers against the pokemon's mane as he turned his attention to Saskia as she began to show him pictures. Each one that passed the vibe check was met with a thumbs up, those that didn't were met with a thumbs down. He stopped at one of the pictures where she sported a fur shawl and brooch necklace.

"Sask, did everyone ever tell you how photogenic you are? I'm honestly jealous."

Her features seemed so soft, so at peace, so... Beautiful? If his brain could make a sound, it would have been that of a record scratch. Sure, Saskia was pretty, but he never felt himself use that word with her. It was more reserved, more mature. An awkward cough shook his body as he turned his attention back to Kirin and allowed his momentary embarassment to melt away. Though her question about destiny caused the silence to break as he couldn't help but laugh.

"What kind of question is that?" he grinned. "But I guess I'll bite. I figure Destiny would be a brunette. If Destiny is a woman, I imagine she'd be in a white sundress but wear shorts beneath for comfort and ease. She's not necessarily prim and proper, but eager to rough it -- the bonfire on a hot summer night that keeps everyone mesmerized by how volatile it can be. She allows the spirit of adventure to guide her and doesn't dwell on the past but rather charges headfirst into what the future can be. And isn't afraid to shape it with her own calloused hands."

Oh, Sven, you sweet, naïve boy.

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On her immediate swipe, Sven's mouth dropped agape. She got a swipe already and a cute one at that! With the utmost excitement, Sven let out a loud 'aww!' to congratulate Saskia. It's nice to know she managed to get a familiar face in the first few moments. His eyes lit up in pure excitement as he gave the ranger a thumbs up as if to encourage her to go for it. But it didn't stop him from teasing her just a little bit.

"Ooh, maybe that's destiny for you, knowing that we're talking about her."

He leaned back in his chair a bit to give Saskia the space to lean over and pet Kirin. Sven dug his own phone out and opted to show Saskia a few of the profiles whom had swiped on him. Most were people who got a kick out of the sword picture, others were vaguely lewd comments that went right over his head. Then there were a fair few who actually shot him a serious message. But after a bit, Sven drew his brows together in thought. Who wouldn't love to go out for ice cream? That seemed like a silly question.

"Dude, I'd probably feel inclined to propose if someone got me ice cream on a date," he laughed.

With that said, he closed out of the AmiGo app and decided to scroll through social media a bit. One could imagine his surprise when he saw something about an upcoming carnival that would make its tour around Hoenn. But more importantly was the fireworks show they talked about. He turned his phone so the brunette across from him could see and he figured it would be a fun opportunity for the both of them.

"They've got fireworks coming up, we should go see them," he insisted. "If Maugrim's good, we can bring him -- speaking of, where is he? I wanna say hi."

Not that he didn't appreciate the company Kirin provided.

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Sure, Maugrim posed a feral approach, but Sven didn't seem to show any sort of fear. The moment Saskia dared to step back was the moment that he carefully made his approach to reach out to the Lycanroc. His hand stretched out to show his palm to the wolfhound in an attempt to offer a truce of sorts. Most dog pokemon simply wanted a slow approach, that the trainer opposed offered no sense of harm their way. Sven seemed surprised when Maugrim carefully approached him and sniffed at his hand. He turned his head to flash a smile back at Saskia to show her that she just jumped the gun a bit.

Perhaps he was wrong.

Maugrim snapped at him and caused Sven to quickly draw his hand back, and then came the harsh tackle. The pokemon had pushed Sven back with its front paws in an attempt to tackle him to the ground. Unfortunately Saskia had been caught in the crossfire of it, because the moment Sven went tumbling down, he'd unfortunately fell right on top of the ranger. She'd broken his fall, but at what cost? With his back against her, Sven turned to look up at her and found himself shocked at just how close the two were. But he was sort of stuck between a rock and a hard place. As he turned back to face the wolfhound, Maugrim beared its teeth at Sven, and he felt a pang of uncertainty in his chest.

Thankfully it seemed the hound grew jaded of the threat or lack thereof. So the moment it gave a huff and crawled off of both Sven and Saskia, Sven let out a sigh of relief. In that moment, he could have sworn he felt his life flash before his eyes. He got up and soon offered a hand out to Saskia.

"I'm sorry, I should've listened. I was hoping maybe I could break through to him but he's stubborn," he admitted, downtrodden.

Once the two were properly back up on their feet, he pondered her question prior to the situation with Maugrum and finally decided to answer.

"Honestly I wouldn't make it just ice cream. It would be a nice touch, sure, but I'd want to do something else. I mean not to sound cliché, but fireworks with ice cream would be a nice first date in my mind."

As if distracted by his own words, Sven spoke freely once more.

"Actually that's not a bad idea! If we get to the fireworks show early enough, we should definitely get some ice cream."

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As much as he wanted to try again with Maugrim, it seemed fate wouldn't let him. Maybe when he was a bit more prepared. (It wouldn't be a good idea to bring the hound to the beach. The fireworks would have been enough to frighten the poor thing.) While he would have loved to reason another opportunity with trying to help train Maugrim, the promise of ice cream sounded like a far better and safer option. The moment Saskia took off towards the house, he made a quick jog to catch up and slid on the wooden floors as he rounded the corner.

Yes, this was a race and he was determined to win.

However as he slid, his feet managed to give out from under him. That didn't stop the way he crawled like a madman towards the fridge. Saskia had beaten him no doubt, but he was more than happy to flounder about and make a fool of himself. It was just in his nature. As he finally pulled himself off the ground, he gave a huff of breath.

"Damn, I really wanted that last fudge pop," he feigned defeat.

Oh well, there was still an orange popsicle in there that he was happy to take.

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