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Vespa likes to loiter - walk around for no reason at all. It frees the head, it gives her sense of aimlessness that she is feeling all the time, anyway, some form and maybe even meaning. Plenty things she found like this, just walking around and living her life, though most of the time, she does ... simply just get lost. Most of the time, she probably heads back home before truly discovering what the world has in store for her because she also wants to get back to game and do other stuff, like not doing her homework.[break]
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Today, she ventures a little further than usual, finding the loud and filled streets of Slateport's lower district rather fascinating. It takes some effort to get through the masses here and now, glad when she can rest easy in other parts before things crowd once again. She has no real goal for what she wants to achieve, but ... there is something interesting. Something she hasn't seen before during her recent trips to this place. A ... circus? The Misdreavus that is accompanying her lurks ahead, invisibly scouting out the area, as the Grookey on her shoulder looks, too, mirrored in his face the same intrigue that is on Vespa's.

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