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 Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:18 pm
Shina laughed at the upside-down pokemon, a cheerful, happy sound. "Hi there little one! You aren't an Abra at all, are you? No, you've got different coloring, and a different body type. Your head isn't the same either. You are a pretty thing. What are you?" Shina asked it, falling into the tone of voice one uses with small children and domesticated pokemon.
Reaching a hand back, she pulled a fruit-studded muffin out of her saddle-bag. She opened the waxed paper wrapping, tucking the paper into her sleeve to use when starting a fire that night. The sweet muffin was held out to the pokemon. "Here you go. Wanna muffin?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:28 pm
The Mewtwo blinked a few times at the tone. It was sweeter than the flatline and unemotional natures she was quite used to in center Zatao. "I don't know what I am." she replied, clamoring at the muffin with too much force. Her palm, too strong, crushed the snack and it fell as clumps from her palm. "It's too soft . . . " she mentioned, staring at the clumps of sticky sweet mushed between her spheroid members. As it was, she wasn't used to soft foods either.
Before her new acquiantance could consider another word, the experiment teleported about Flint and watched him squarely in the face, floating upside-down. "Bright." she bluntly stated about his hair. Clearly, she was not used to the color. "Too bright." Than she crushed her dirty hands onto his head to feel.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:37 pm
Flint jumped and let out a yelp as the Pokemon teleported in front of him and spoke. He froze, it spoke he was sure now it wasn't an Abra, but he had no clue what else it might be. He flinched a bit when she started feeling his hair, fully aware they were dirty from the muffin. Rush snorted nervously and pawed at the ground, He didn't know what to make of the odd Pokemon that showed no fear of the humans.
Maya couldn't hold back a laugh at this, her trainer looked ridiculous.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:41 pm
Shina blinked. Well, it was definately a psychic type, that was for sure. She rummaged in her pack again, finding some fruit jerky. "Here, how about this? Do you like dried fruit?" She offered one of the sweet, chewy treats to the floating pokemon. She suspected Flint would welcome the removal of the sticky hands from his hair.
Tenka peered at the new pokemon. He'd never seen anything like it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:51 pm
The Mewtwo trascended the space from Flint back to Shina to peer at this new item suddenly offered. Remembering the before incident of the muffin, she retrieved the chewy treat gingerly between two of her three members. A few sniffs registered it was fruit and the taste registered it tasted sweet. It absolutely disgusted her. At once, she coughed up the snack and it landed a moist mess into the dirt. It didn't take a genius to guess she wasn't used to the taste either. "Bleh, bleh!" she mentally resounded as she scrubbed at her tongue.
Her revolting reaction to the treat was halted as she caught the sight of both Rasha and the Emolga pair. "I've never seen anything like you." she mentioned to the trio as if voicing Tenka's thoughts. "So odd."
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 6:01 pm
Flint sighed with relief as the Pokemon returned to Shina. He made a face as he ran his own hand through his hair and found it to be very sticky now. great, this was perfect. He prayed that it would rain soon because that was the only way he would be getting a shower anytime soon. Rush let out another snort, this time in relief when the Pokemon left, he wasn't afraid, quite the opposite. it was just difficult to fight with a human on your back.
Maya leaned forward a bit to sniff at the Mewtwo. Maya was wary of the pokemon, but she was curious too. It didnt sem like it would attack so she let herself relax a bit "< were not odd, were normal! your the odd one>" she replied
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 6:23 pm
Tenka was a bit confused. ""
"Those are Tenka and Maya, they are Emolgas. I'm not sure what you are, but we should probably call you something. How about Lilac? That's the color on your tail and tummy," Shina said. She made a mental note that Lilac didn't like sweet things. Maybe she liked spicy, or sour? Shina wasn't sure. She dug out a few pokeblocks.
"These aren't sweet. This one is sour, this one spicy, this one dry, and this one bitter. Why don't you try them and tell me which one you like? Then I can make sure to give you treats that you like," Shina said coaxingly.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 7:23 pm
Arthmael's ears twitched as he stepped closer towards the road, he was several feet before his trainer, a boy he was looking after as a favor to an old healer that had helped him. The shiny ninetails wasn't too sure why he had allowed himself to be snare into looking after Heal,after all, he could had done a million other things to repay Adriel, but he was growing fond of the boy, little by little. Shaking his head, the kitsune like pokemon could hear quiet a few voices. "...Niiine...." He huffed and moved closer to a rather large group of what he cuold guess to be trainers. He remember Adriel speaking of this happening every once in a while. Trainers would go in groups and explore unknown areas. A good strategy...Arthmael's eyes continue to look and invistage the group, making several mental notes until he spotted a small, white and purple creature. "...niine?" His mind went blank for a moment. How was he suppose to qualified a very small mewtwo? A threat? A possible threat? A non-threat? He debating on labeling it a 'headache'.
Heal raised an eyebrow as he saw his ninetails standing quiet immobile. "Arthmael?" He spoke softly the mouthful of a name and raised an eyebrow as the pokemon didn't respond, still staring off to Arceus knew where. Finally catching up to him, he waved his hand before the fox-like pokemon's face before looking in the same direction. "Oh look...Traine-..." He saw what had made his pokemon stop at a standstill. That was a small mewtwo or very oddly color and large mew...no..no.......it was a very small mewtwo......Now, Heal had met his father's least favorite pokemon, Menudo, a very flamboyant Mewtwo in his book, but also...a very...LARGE mewtwo. He only could guess that either this was a baby ooor....Adriel's complaining that Menudo was overweight were not unfound...
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 5:40 pm
The Mewtwo twisted up an invisible brow towards the Electric-type rodent. "I don't know what fruit is." she replied, though she has been taste-testing the various berries in the area for days. Of course, nothing really gave her great satisfaction unless it was of the Aspear or Leppa variety. They were quite hard to come by in the countless berry storage piles littered across the prairie. Usually brimming with Pechas, her streak of thievery thinned with every attempt. There was just nothing worthy of taking -- nothing sour at least.
The Mewtwo floated up each block with a bit of Psychic, turning them over and over in midair for inspection. Though they appeared vague in shape, they didn't seem too dangerous. One by one, she stuffed one in her mouth and promptly spat out bits that didn't suit her taste buds. Eventually, she settled for the sour Pokeblock with much glee. It was the closet to the vitamin bricks she ate as a newborn experiment and the only taste she knew as a creation. If only her human creators varied her meals a bit, she'd have a bit more taste to sweets.
Her pink eyes blinked a few times at the new offered name, "Lilac." She didn't know what to think of it. "I don't know." she responded almost nervously. "I only know myself as zero-zero-zero-zero-eight-nine-five-eight-five-one-two-zero-zero-zero-C-three-B-eight. Will it be alright?" She had not received permission for her original creators to obtain a new name. Would it really be alright?
After pulling out a handful of her Pidgeot's feathers and stuffing it in its mouth, they're arguing finally came to a halt. As she glanced down, she noticed something, err, peculiar having a casual chat with the rest of the caravan. Was that- No, it couldn't be. "Deneb Algenubi." she stated flatly. "Take me down." The large bird descended with a thump and as she shambled off him, the Mewtwo teleported to her with a little wag of her tail.
She said nothing and likewise, the Galactic Grunt in Cetus denied her words. They remained in a torpid silence for a few moments until Cetus drew a breath as Claramay. "Oh my goodness!" she chimed with utter glee. "Is this that Abra I mentioned before?"
Before any others could answer, the Mewtwo blinked. "I'm not an Abra." she replied. "I don't know what I am."
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 6:00 pm
Shina winced a bit at Mrs. Pearl's exuberant glee. She sounded like a little girl at a party! The entire party had stuttered to a halt with the discovery of the strange pokemon, so Shina dismounted. Digging in her bag, she pulled out an item ball and carefully released the contents. A large sack of lemons, limes, and oranges materialized. Shina carefully pulled out a handful of lemons and limes, then recalled the sack and tucked the pokeball away again. She hadn't thought there would be much use for the fruit until they reached the lake and the fish there. But the sour fruit should be tasty to the strange pokemon.
Pulling out the small knife from her obi, Shina deftly quartered a lemon. "Well little one, we aren't used to such long names as you have. Maybe we could call you Zero? And do you want more sour things to eat?" Shina offered the lemon quarters in the palm of her open hand. "They are soft, so be careful. And the outside part is a little bitter. But it isn't sweet at all."
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 6:11 pm
Like her before mannerisms, the Mewtwo floated the lemon quarter up with a bit of Psychic and revolved it around for mild analyzation. Finding nothing peculiar with the slice, she popped it into her mouth -- skin and all. She chewed a bit but showed no chagrin; the taste was right up her alleyway, though a bit sourer that the Pokeblock. At the new offered name, the Mewtwo childishly folded her arms across her flat bosom. "Zero is nothing." she said. "Are you teasing me?"
The slight voices from afar tugged her away and with a sudden zip, the child Mewtwo appeared behind Arthmael and his trainer companion. She studied the male and Ninetails from behind and her attention was immediately captured by the several tails of the Fox Pokemon. She reached a thin arm out and tugged one of the light glaucous members gingerly, wondering ever so slightly why there was so many.
Claramay was surprised from her target's sudden disappearance and suddenly began a hurried search for it. "Where did it go?" she suddenly blanched in a tone unlike her before jubilant tone. Deneb Algenubi just plucked at the feathers unlike his left wing, smoothing them over and over as if trying to solve an intricate puzzle. It be best to leave Cetus alone . . . her mission had started.
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 6:24 pm
Arthmael's eyes widen when the baby mewtwo teleported away. His mind went into a frenzy in such way that it would had made Heal's pachirisu very proud. Where did it go?WHERE DID IT GO?! WHEREDIDITGO?!?!?!WHEREDIDITGOWHEREDIDITGOWHEREDIDITGO. Then there was the tug, he let out soft yip and turned his head. Someone not only dared touched his tails, but tug on it?! He began baring his fangs until he saw it was the mewtwo. Oh lords...he pulled back from his anger. "(little one.......)" His voice calm and level, the way a father spoke to a child holding a very dangerous instrument. "(You should let go of my tail. Its horrible luck to grab a tail of a ninetails....)"
Heal jumped a bit at the yip from his pokemon, had been trying to figure out where the mewtwo had gone, that was strange, Arthmael never yipped unless in a fight. He looked down and saw the small psychic type holding onto a tail. Arthmael seemed to have that under control tho. He crouched down to be at eye level with the mewtwo. "I know what you are...I met another like you...." He whispered softly, fearing anyone to hear him but the pokemon, he ignore the dark look the ninetails was giving him. Yeah, yeah, he wasn't suppose to be telling anyone about that overgrown cat that follow his father around. This was different!
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Posted: Fri Jan 27, 2012 6:40 pm
Shina looked around as the pokemon disappeared. She hadn't meant to insult it...then she saw the trainer, Ninetails, and the little pokemon. Was it...pulling the Ninetails' tail? Oh, oh dear...
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 12:02 pm
That nonexistent brow drew itself up quizzically again as she started at the Ninetails. "Luck?" She knew her act was horrible -- but luck? What in the world was luck? She never withdrew her hand and even when the male human turned towards her, she kept a thin grip on it. "Oh, oh!" she yipped with sudden glee, drawing the attention of Cetus. "You know what I am? What am I?"
"A Mewtwo." Cetus breathed in a small whisper, talking into the communicator built into the tick-tock mechanics of her wristwatch. "It's here, but small -- a child. Are you sure this is what I am meant to detain?" The voice that cracked was stern but true -- it was her target and any more hesitation would be counted as insubordination. She'd better get it quick. Approaching the Ninetails and other trainer, the Galactic Grunt smiled. "Hello~." she waved with a hand to her cheek. "Are you going to capture that pretty little thing? If not, I'd like to try my hand at it~."
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Posted: Sat Jan 28, 2012 12:04 pm
Flint watched the going ons with a bemused expression, he wasn't sure how to react in a situation such as this and so settled to let the others take care of it. Carefully he climbed down from his Tauros and petted the impatient creature in a calming manner. Rush, frustrated and being stopped yet again pawed at the ground and tossed his head. Flint chuckled " oh stop it, well be on our way again soon enough. At least were not in the city anymore" he commented. Rush snorted and rolled his eyes but calmed down and resigned himself to wait for the silly humans. He had half a mind to just run off without them.
Maya watched the Mewtwo curiously, it was certainly a unique Pokemon. "< where do you think it came from? ive never seen a pokemon like it >" Maya asked turning her head to look at Tenka
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