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 Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 1:14 am
The other mewtwo's change in posture was enough for Xero to gather the story was not a fond memory before she even began. Though his facial expression remained unchanged and without emotion, he still somewhat regret asking. However, his stoic 'mask' was broken and his brows quickly furrowed at that name. Giovanni... Xero had butt heads with him before. Most of the laboratories toward the end he had destroyed belonged to him and his rocket scientists. That name was still like daggers to him.
The crazed politician who had funded his original experiment over a century ago was an ancestor to the Team Rocket's founder. Those heartless people who destroyed the only one he did care about in that God awful place. Xero's hands balled into tight fists as his eyes begun to glow a light blue. The house groaned and creaked for a moment before Xero was able to compose himself again.
The glow in his eyes faded. Just as before he begun to fidget with the red cloth wrapped around his left wrist.
"...A wise decision on your part." His tone carried more sympathy this time, though very subtly. "There is nothing wrong with opting not to fight." That was something Xero believed yet could not follow. Fighting was in his genetic coding, he had just been fortunate to not have to engage in a battle yet.
"I have one last question..." His tail uncurled from his mewtwo-like feet at the same time he stopped fidgeting with the red cloth. "...what is your name?"
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 9:52 am
The woman raised her eyes to the coffee table's level when the house creaked. Her head stayed bowed. Oh, yes. All those years of running and now acting like a mere human woman made her forget the great power stored in every Mewtwo's genes. Being in his presence for this length of time, her mind wasn't forgetting. Unlike before, at the shop's door, it didn't surprise her. She barely flinched. The only experience she had with those powers was through stories and her scientist father telling her of what she held in her own body. If she decided to tap into it. But she never. The experiment was a success in that aspect. She felt like a failure in the same.
"No. I don't regret not fighting. Just letting myself become much less than I could be." She didn't feel like she lived up to her species name. A big demand to meet when there was only one other to look to.
Smoothing out her dress once more, she stood up, the top of her head coming below his shoulders from across the table. She raised her purple eyes back to his face, still with a trace of sadness at the corners that she blinked away. It was uncomfortable sitting while one was standing. More so when the one standing towered over her already tall height for a woman. With the heels she had one now, she reached just above 6 feet.
Clasping her hands in front of her dress, she smiled sweetly. "Prisca. Hardly as old as the meaning. Yours, my quiet friend?"
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Hoshi Lockhart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 5:43 pm
That was certainly a matter she would have to convince herself otherwise, but that didn't mean he would hold back any advice. For the moment he brushed off her question to give such advice. "...Than you must ask yourself what it is that you want to be and work for it. If you are content with what you are now than there is no reason to claim you are any less."
He gave a moment for his words to sink in before he again gave her a respective bow. As before when he lowered his head just slightly his long bangs fell in front of his eyes. "...my name is Xero."
His posture straightened before he spoke again. "...It is an honor."
His own name had little meaning any more. 'Zero Mind' was the project's code name and at first he was merely named 'Zero' because of it. When Trinity was set in charge of maintaining his life she changed the "z" to the "x" because the letter change seemed to amuse the small developing poke'mon. This was why he still retains the name even now.
Xero would wait now for any questions she may have for him. It seemed he had done all the asking and it only seemed fair to give her a chance.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 6:48 pm
Her smile faded for a moment at the random bit of advice. It wasn't what she was expecting, but it wasn't upsetting in the least to have someone who knew her for a short period give advice. Thinking for a moment back to the days as she grew up, she knew she was right in not listening to the human side of all those stories. It was just one side, after all. Just the side of a bunch of silly humans who barely took the time to understand anything. Though she wasn't surprised in the slightest that those wise words came from another Mewtwo. Gifted as they were with intelligence beyond what any human could attain.
"When I lived with the scientist, his son was helping me train," she confessed, naturally giving a short answer another longer one. "Too nervous to try on my own." Even a small thing like Blizzard had quickly gone out of hand the first few times she had tried it in the safety of the scientists knowledge of how strong he had made her. "Your demonstration just then shows exactly why. Though I'm happy enough in this body and not being chased anymore. Nor looking so much like a male, no one thought to think I was a completely different Pokemon." She was afraid of the untapped powers lying dormant inside her. The scientist could make predictions, but he never had any first hand experience with what it could do.
The smile returned at his bow. It amused her. It was a refreshing thing to see after all these humans. "I expected the intelligence, but not the high manners. It is an honor to finally meet you, Xero. Nothing else you want to know?"
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Hoshi Lockhart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 7:36 pm
Fear was very commonly a leach to most. It paralyzed some so much that they never reached full potential. A matter such as this was nothing minor, the powers that they harbored was a thing to fear indeed if not controlled properly. The thought of his first years in existence was proof of that. That rage, as displayed only moments before, still surfaced now and than. Luckily only just barely.
Still, it was good to see she had no desire to fight. They may be the same pokemon, but their creation was still very different. Xero wondered if the blueprints for project 'Zero Mind' survived that century and somehow managed to end up with Team Rocket. The other labs he had destroyed were working to clone another, but none have been so close as that last lab.
"...That is all I wish to ask at this point." Xero's tone still melting little by little, but still not enough to make a huge difference. Her first comment went unanswered. No one, aside Leon and Kyrea, knew him well enough to expect his manners. The trainers he had encountered all were stunned to know he could even talk, that was before they saw their end. He shook his head to wave the thought aside. "...If you have questions, you are at liberty to inquire. If not, I will be on my way."
There were still questions, however he did not see the relevance to ask them at this point. He had already come to theorize about their physical appearances being so different, gender aside. Xero figured he retained most of his poke'mon features because of his 'aggressive' genetics. Where as she lost most of her poke'mon features because of her 'passive' ones. He simply exerts more of his power because of it. Perhaps this could be more of a clue how the transformation happened? It was all theory of course... and something to dwell on for another day.
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 8:36 pm
Questions? In the entire time it had been her talking, she had forgotten about any questions she might have. Now that the table was turned, she couldn't think of any. Which was strange. There were things she had wanted to know in the times she had been alone, with no company but her mind. Now, face to face with him, her mind was a blank.
"Even if I did, I wouldn't want to keep you if you have things to..." Purple eyes widened over the rim of her glasses as she remembered the two jewelery orders she had taken earlier that day. One glance outside the staff room door to the darkness behind the shop's glass showed almost complete darkness. A few strands of lights in the sky still showed. "Yeah. I have something I need to get home and do, myself. Completely forgot." Picking up her shawl from where it still lay on the table, she wrapped it once more around her shoulders, covering the small bit of cleavage from view. "Would you be interested in meeting with me, again?" It wouldn't just be for any questions she thought of while she was back at home, by herself. Her strong sense of family and kinship made her want to get to know the person behind all the stories of her childhood.
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Hoshi Lockhart Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Nov 20, 2010 11:11 pm
"...I would." Surprisingly his tone did confirm this interest in another meeting. How or when need not be discussed, Xero was sure it would happen again.
His eyes begun to glow once more just before the rest of his body was engulfed in this blue light. The immediate area around him distorted than, in the blink of an eye, he was gone.
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