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 Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 6:52 pm
"I hate that cage." he responded. Something began to bubble within him. It made his blood boil and his mind began to race with an unusual intent to strike something. "I don't want to be caged anymore, I am tired of being a prisoner."
His handler glared and once again, placed a palm upon the angering Mewtwo's shoulder. "Calm down." he insisted, more of a command than a simple piece of reassurance. "Calm down and let's to go to your-"
The Mewtwo whipped his handler's hand away and frowned. "Don't put your hand on me again!" he firmly announced next. By some loose force, the Mewtwo had knocked his handler down to his behind. It was more of a push that starts fights than what he was truly capable of, but he made his message clear he did not like getting touched by the man. "Don't touch me again. I don't want to go back to the cage. I hate that cage. I hate you. I am tired of being a prisoner!"
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Posted: Sun Dec 12, 2010 7:40 pm
"You aren't a prisoner, 7A289, please calm down. You're still developing, we have to keep you in your room to keep you safe until you're ready." Nyx tried to stay calm. It was important when dealing with a psychic powerhouse. But if it didn't calm down soon, she'd have to make a dash for the tranquilizers.
"If you calm down and agree to go back to your room, I'll show you something I think you might like." Nyx had an idea. Much like a child, sometimes all you had to do was distract and barter with a pokemon.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 3:51 pm
What was once boiling came down to a light simmer but the head chef was really on the verge of letting his fine cuisine burn. However, Nyx's promise did pique his interest and he lowered himself from any more torment of his handler to anyone else.
"Something I might like?" he asked and intertwined both his hands to his bosom and remained in his once docile state. "What is this something?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 5:10 pm
The scientist pressed a few keys on the computer and motioned for the pokemon to come over. "Look here." She pointed at the screen.
The pokemon had been so interested in the moon, for some reason, she had the thought that maybe it would like to see it, or at least a picture. There was a large and very nice picture of the moon on the screen. "I don't know why you hate your handler, 7A289, but I'll take care of it. And I'll give you this picture to take with you back to your room, but you have to calm down and go willingly." Nyx wasn't a softy, she swore, but she wasn't cold to the point of being unable to empathize either. "Be patient and you'll be let outside in no time."
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 5:55 pm
7A289's eyes remained transfixed upon the screen. There was the moon, the very item he had always wanted to see. He had heard of it before, once or twice for someone (he can't remember who) but never saw it. It was white, like him, but marred with an ever ongoing array of dots. Why was it so banged up? Did someone hurt the Moon?
He extended a hand to the Moon, just as one was extended towards him, and smoothed it as if he was consoling the image.
"Alright." he answered. "Can I just ask for more question though?"
He tilted his head at Nyx.
"Did someone hurt the Moon?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 6:44 pm
"What? Oh, no. No. The moon is fine." Nyx pressed the print button and a box nearby the computer whined and chugged and spat out a paper with the same picture that was on the computer. "Those are craters. They're like the groves in your chest plate, or the lines in my skin." She stood up from the computer and grabbed the sheet of paper from the printer.
Nyx looked over at the handler, soon to be janitor, as she handed the photo to 7A289. "I will take him back to his room." Her tone was even, low, and unmistakably angry. Did he even know how close to causing a major disaster and losing so much of The Boss' money he was? It was infuriating; Who let him around volatile psychic pokemon?
"Come on, 7A289, lets go. I'll give you a new picture tomorrow." Nyx smiled at the alabaster pokemon, losing any of the angry tone she'd had with the failure of a handler.
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Posted: Wed Dec 15, 2010 7:44 pm
"Ah," he breathed which was a sigh of relief. He graciously took the photo in hand and starred at it, following after Nyx in a slow float. He returned no second glance to his handler, who was quite in a heap of ouchy right now. Returning her smile, though only slightly, he nodded his head and wagged the end of his tail contently. He really couldn't wait until tomorrow.
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