- With Chirithy by The Player's side, they both enter Moogle's Store. Another Keyblade Wielder is already inside.
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Another keyblade wielder, huh?
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- The Player looks happy, approaching him. The other Keyblade Wielder narrows his eyes.
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I don’t see why you’re so happy to see me. I’m your rival, not your friend.
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- The Player’s expression falls. Chirithy steps in front of The Player.
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Wait a second! "Rivals"? This isn't a game, you know.
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- The other Keyblade wielder closes his eyes.
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I know. It's just that collecting Lux is serious business. No offense, but making friends from another Union is just going to slow me down.
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- The other Keyblade Wielder smirks before stepping forward. The Player looks at him with narrowed eyes.
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Don't take it personally. Sorry, but friends aren't my power.
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- The other Keyblade Wielder leaves and a second Keyblade Wielder enters from the opposite direction. The new Keyblade Wielder looks shocked.
- The other Keyblade Wielder closes his eyes.
- The other Keyblade Wielder opens his eyes and turns to face The Player. The Player looks concerned.
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Oh, hey. Didn't see you there, buddy. Somethin' wrong? What'd I miss?
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- The Player looks annoyed.
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Your friend's not great with first impressions. He called us his rivals!
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Sorry about that. He has a bad habit of pushing people away. But deep down, he's really a good guy. I promise.
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- The other Keyblade Wielder smiles softly.
- The other Keyblade Wielder turns to where his friend ran off. The Player looks concerned.
- The other Keyblade Wielder turns back to The Player and smiles.
- The other Keyblade Wielder turns to where his friend ran off.
- The other Keyblade Wielder exits. Chirithy turns to The Player.
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You see? That guy was just having a bad day, so cheer up! There's a lotta Lux out there with your name on it, kiddo.
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- The Player eyebrows press together in concern.
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Huh? Oh, I get it. “Friends first, Lux later,” right?
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- The Player smiles.
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Well, I can't say I'm surprised. We have other things to do, but…
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- The Player looks concerned.
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Your heart knows what's most important. C'mon, let's vamoose!
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- The Player smiles wide and runs off without Chirithy. Chirithy quickly follows behind. Moogle enters.
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Do they have to do that here? It's bad for business, kupo.
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