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Who: N and anyone!
Location: Forest
Time: Morning.
Style: Either-or!
Status: Open to all!

There is a clearing not too into the forest that has obviously gotten some abuse in the past. It sits on the bottom of a hill and much of the vegetation has been burned away; the hill itself looks as if it has been gouged on occasion by something very large.

Right now, it may be obvious what the cause may have been: a large white dragon sits on the edge, though at the moment she seems contented to lounge on her belly, eyes half-closed. Nothing nearly so traumatic as destroying part of the hill is going on right now; instead she is watching over her trainer with a much smaller beast.

N has a sword in hand, though the scabbard is still on it, and he is all but dancing around, blocking as his Zorua lunges at him, swiping at him again and again.

It is all very serious until the fox Pokemon apparently has had enough. The Zorua jumps up and grabs ahold of the scabbard, pulling down on it with a playful growl.

"H-hey! This is not tug of war!" N protests, but he ends up laughing as he tries to wrest the sword away from him.

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"Haro, we're not really --" N paused mid-sentence, surprised. "Oh, you're not Haro. You're someone new!"

He looked past the robot, trying to see if anyone was with it.

"Haro new! Haro new! Christmas gift!"

"Haro?" N might recognize that voice, but he really didn't need to. Tieria wasn't long after. "Haro, I've told you not to-" Oh. N. "Hello. I apologize if he bothered you."

"Haro not bother! Not bother!"

"A Christmas gift?" Then N spotted Tieria as well and gave a grin.

"He's fine! Hello!"

Tieria nodded.

"I'm glad. Haros tend to be nosey sometimes." He picked up the ball-shaped robot. "Though, I would guess you've learned that by now." Since the blue one from Setsuna was still in N's care.

"Haro found friend? Friend?"

"Yeah, but that's all right!" N laughed and held out his hands to Haro.

"Yes, you found a friend! My name is N. It's nice to meet you."

Haro flapped, drifting over to land in N's hands. "Nice to meet you! Nice to meet you, N!"

Tieria nodded a little, watching them. "How is the other Haro getting along? He's not being too much trouble, is he?" He wondered for a moment if he should find out about getting a maintenance terminal. Just in case the two Haros needed any sort of repairs at some point.

"Oh, no, he's actually been quite helpful! He helps me with taking care of everyone!" The Haro had become invaluable, to tell the truth, especially considering the number of animals and Pokemon N cared for.

Tieria nodded a little.

"Haro helpful! Haro helpful!" He reached over and placed his hand on top of the purple robot.

"They are quite handy to have around," he said. "They're designed for helping with maintenance and other things. As long as they have something to do, they're not very troublesome. Their AI is such that they will get bored if they don't have something to do."

"Fix things! Haro fix things!"

"Oh, I see! And you're very good at it, too!" N grinned as he spoke to the Haro. "So do you help out Tieria a lot, Haro? Where did you come from?"

"Help lots! Repairs! Maintenance!"

"Haros help with working on equipment in outerspace. It's difficult for humans to do a lot of work there." Tieria watched the two of them. "Haros were developed by the organization I work for."

"What organizaiton was that again?" N looked over Haro curiously. He remembered Tieria talking about space; there was a twinge of jealousy in his chest. He would love to see what it was like, up there.

Tieria was a little surprised.

"Did Setsuna not tell you?" After all, if Setsuna trusted N with a Haro, surely he had told him more about Celestial Being. He was suddenly a little nervous. Tieria wasn't good at sharing.

"No... he didn't tell me much. Just that I shouldn't let anyone else have Haro." N was unaware of the amount of information Haro stored, and the nature of it. It perhaps made him a very good guardian: he had no ambition to dig and find out what secrets Haro held, but at the same time he was fiercely protective of the robot as he would be of any animal.

"Yes." And, Tieria was grateful N had taken Setsuna's request seriously. "The organization Setsuna and I belong to is secret, and, if information were to get out, it could potentially be damaging. That is why Haro needs to be protected." The purple Haro flapped slowly once, but remained quiet now. It knew that this was serious talk. "I have yet to discover anyone else here from my world. However, I'd rather not see something come through inadvertently to expose things."

"...oh... he does have so much memory capability; that makes sense." N looked a bit bashful for not thinking of that before. "I'll make sure nothing is shared. I don't want to get you or anyone else in trouble."

"Thank you. It is appreciated." He nodded with a small smile.

"Haro special! Haro special!"

"It's quite remarkable what we've been able to put into their programming, though. They are capable of a lot," Tieria admitted. While the speech algorithms weren't immensely advanced, their processing power and, as N had pointed out, their memory capacity was quite advanced. And their power level. Haros were quite long lasting, really.

"Yes, you are!" N grinned at the robot again, seeming intent to include it in the conversation.

"Will you come by sometime?" That was to Tieria. "Do Haros like being together?"

"Come by! Come by!"

Tieria nodded. "They do. I can bring this one by to see the other some time." If anything, they seemed to travel in packs back home when not specifically needed for an individual task.

"I'd like that a lot! And to see you. I'm sure Haro would as well." N missed having more people come by; it got strangely lonely, without any other humans, even though he used to be against living any other way.

"You could meet the rest of my team, too!"

"That would be nice," Tieria said. It would, really. And Tieria did actually find pokémon to be rather fascinating creatures... all the different kinds, how intelligent they were.

"Play? Play?" Haro just wanted to see another Haro.

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