Excerpt written by Jsuelieta: "It's been years since their last adventure together. Erakir stands over a newly kupo'd, ex-dragonite, formerly Majin Mew, the moogle appreciating the fact that they're the taller one this time, unlike that time they were a Pichu. "So," Erakir starts, "Is blue your color? Nah, you look like you're more of a red mage type. That's good, versatility is always nice to have, kupo." The confused-looking Jsuelieta is handed a red outfit and wide-brim hat. "But...I'm a Majin Mew, shouldn't I be a monk or something really blasty, k-kupo...?" She says, putting the the new clothes on over her existing outfit. "Well, sure," Erakir says, grinning "You were before, but you finally got that pom-pom you wanted, so we've gotta get you something more appropriate now! Besides, that look suits you. Now come on, we've gotta find the rest of the party and get our mounts, kupo!" "
