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 Posted: Sat Mar 05, 2011 8:28 pm
The Mewtwo woman never went far. She reappeared at the docks, standing near the end of one. Just a few feet from the edge where the water was smacking against the bottom. Her purse was still on her shoulder, ducked safely under her arm. The temptation to take out the tracker and check where the Pokemon was was great, but she resisted. Out here, in the open, she didn't want anyone to see what she was doing. Who knew if some of the people who had been working in that lab had survived and were trying to find any means at all to track down that stray Pokemon. As angry as she still was over that Taurus' insults of her race, she didn't feel like a fight over the device in her purse. She never felt like fighting in general.
Looking up at the sky, she closed her purple eyes, feeling the gentle caress of the breeze on her face. Calming down. That was the best action right now before she figured out what to do about the experiment. She was alone, now. Not good odds, considering their last encounter. Help was easy enough to get if she wanted it...She just wasn't sure if she wanted to go there. Not until she decided fully what to do about the Pokemon. If she went there, it posed the threat of being destroyed.
Moving her purse to her front, she opened it and glanced down, opening it so she could spy on the tracker. The little red dot indicating the strange creature was still in the desert. What could possibly be so interesting in the desert?
Quickly stuffing the tracker back in her purse, Prisca turned around to face the city. Her face turned upwards, keeping an eye on the skies.
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Posted: Sun Mar 06, 2011 11:55 pm
Xero hovered overhead combing the city to the best of his mental capabilities. He had long felt a distress pricking at his mind, yet he had not been able to pin point where Prisca had been. Perhaps instinct had lead him toward something else, something he had been following most of the day with only a mental conflict keeping him torn between the distress and this strange urge to fight.
His tail flicked as he finally found what he had started looking for that morning. Within a blink of an eye Xero plunged downward than teleported toward the target. The wind picked up as he reappeared than settled as he landed once again.
"Ms Prisca, are you alright?" He quickly inquired as he approached her. By the looks of her seemed physically alright, but something else seemed wrong.
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Posted: Thu Mar 10, 2011 7:18 pm
The woman on the docks had turned her attention to the ocean behind her, not being able to resist the sound of the waves against the docks. It was calming. It put her distressed mind to rest. And made her forget what it was she was stressed over. Closing her eyes, she concentrated on nothing but the calming sound in her ears. Not even that familiar sensation in the back of her mind that was ever getting closer. Not until it was behind her and spoke. Her fragile nerves woke up, causing her to let out a squeal and whirl around in an almost fighting stance-almost, considering the woman wasn't much of a fighter-until her purple eyes laid rest on who it was. The last person she had wanted to encounter during this time.
Quickly getting back to her usual stance, Prisca tried to put on a smile, though it came out clearly nervous about something.
"Why would I not be?" Besides the fact there is a dangerous and strange Pokemon running around somewhere in the desert just north of this very city. Oh, yes. She was perfectly fine aside from that one little, tiny detail.
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Posted: Fri Mar 11, 2011 1:34 am
Rush yawned as he neared the docks, his anger from before having dissipated almost entirely, there was still an edge of anger, but that wasn't new, that feeling of anger was always there, those rockets had really screwed him up, it was a wonder he could ever stay calm in the first place. He shielded his eyes against the sun and looked around, spotting the now familiar figure of the Mewtwo woman standing not too far away. He noticed there was a second Mewtwo with her, a male this time, and they seemed to be having a discussion. Never having been one for courtesy, or waiting, he strolled up to the two and directed his attention to the woman and smirked, looking to be in a better mood than before " thought you lost me, huh?"
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 5:07 pm
Xero's eyes widened a little at the reaction she had to his arrival. He had not seen that since the first time they had meet and gave him all the more reasons to be concerned. At her response his brows furrowed. It wasn't an answer.
Luckily for Prisca he had no time to inquire further before the gruff call of another man entered the scene. His attention immediately shifted from Prisca to the new poke'hume'. Black bolts jupped across his fingertips and knuckles as he tensed. Behind, his tail whipped about in an aggressive display, much like a cat's. His eyes begun to glow a feint blue
"-Ms. Prisca is this one bothering you?" He spoke flatly without looking at her. His attention remained cemented to the Taurous man.
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Posted: Wed Mar 16, 2011 7:02 pm
Prisca tried a more genuine smile, managing a little to make it convincing. Her hands were behind her back, one holding the other in a tight grip to get a hold of herself. The day wasn't ruined. Not yet. There was a small chance Xero had no idea of what was going on. Though the chance of his not sensing anything was about as slim as her waking up a Skitty. The Mewtwo chewed her lower lip for a moment, not sure what to say in response.
At the sound of another person talking, she snapped out of her distraction, turning her head slowly in the direction of the Taurus. The smile was wiped off her face to be replaced with a deep sigh. Was there a brain inside his head at all? Coming up to, not one, but two Mewtwo with that tone of voice. It was fine to judge her based on the actions of Xero, but not the other way around.
"Should have listened to me the first time," she warned, narrowing her purple eyes. "I advise not trying to pick a fight here." Laying a hand on Xero's arm, she moved to his side, not taking her eyes off the strange PokeHuman. She directed what she said next to the man beside her, her voice softer with the change of familiarity. "Even so, lets not turn the docks into a smoking crater, mm?"
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 12:53 pm
Rush shrugged waved his hand casually as if dismissing what she said " I'm not here to fight, I've already calmed down, i have a hard time controlling myself sometimes especially when a lot of people are around. As I said before, I just want to know whats going on and if Team rocket is behind it. I'll kill a hundred Rockets before i let them get away with ruining more Pokemon's lives" he said standing several feet away from them looking very casual but watching the male Mewtwo carefully, judging by his hostile reaction Rush knew he would have no problem, and would probably enjoy, beating him to a pulp. The female seemed much nicer than the male, of course, if she wasn't, he would probably be dead already after the scene he caused before. He shook his head and his hand absently slid over his one broken horn, which was yet another souvenir of his time with the Rockets, along with his temper.
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Posted: Fri Mar 18, 2011 5:30 pm
Xero was now all the more curious as to what had taken place this morning. Obviously there was something going on, something making everyone on edge.
He looked at Prisca's hand than directly into her eyes. She had been acting strange, though they had only known each other for a few months, that was long enough to notice strange behavior.
"What would team rocket be involved in?" He asked Rush coolly as he returned his focus to the taurus human. "What has happened?"
The bolts ceased jumping from his fingers at the moment, but he remained tense and ready to strike.
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 9:31 am
Prisca made a very ladylike snort in the back of her throat at the Taurus. No, she wasn't believing his claim. It was quite clear he had decided to back down after Xero's threat. Which she didn't blame Rush at all for doing. Her own first encounter with the first of her own kind was pretty unwelcoming for the first few seconds, when he almost attacked her.
When Xero looked at her, the woman gave him another smile and took her hand back, knowing by now she was pretty much screwed. She couldn't pretend like there was nothing going on anymore. Not that she ever expected she could make a decent attempt at trying. The senses of a Legend seemed stronger than a regular Pokemon's. You couldn't take that away. Not even if you took away their original body.
Prisca returned her gaze to the strange male. Rocket never entered her mind once. Now that she thought about it, with this scene being very familiar, she was surprised she never thought of it before. It would make sense. If they had given up on trying to make more Mewtwo.
"I told you everything I knew," she repeated her words from earlier. "I didn't see the uniforms of the workers. They were all buried under the rubble. Just half of a scientist. Can't be Rocket, Unova is too cut off from the other regions. Besides, that...Didn't look like their style. It was too mechanic. And Rocket was always too focused on perfecting their Mewtwo. Oh!" Turning to face Xero, the woman put on an apologetic smile and clasped her hands in front of her skirt. "I am sorry, Xero. I knew you'd feel what was in the city, but I didn't want to stress you over it if there was a slim chance you'd miss it. I found a lab that made something and that's what is roaming the area."
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Posted: Sat Mar 19, 2011 2:02 pm
Rush nodded and crossed his arms as if in thought " then what could be behind it?" he asked more to himself " team rocket is the only team i know of to have made progress in the area of genetics, did it resemble any other Pokemon at all? or was it something completely new?" he asked looking at Prisca he wanted to find out as much as he could about this thing. Hopefully it would get sorted out without him coming into contact with it, he didn't really feel like fighting some unknown Pokemon who possibly would rival the strength and power of a Mewtwo, but another thought was troubling him, could another group of humans who were equal to or greater than the Rockets be coming to power? He shuddered at the thought of it
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 12:12 pm
Xero for the longest time remained silent. The feeling was hard to describe, betrayed being the most unfamiliar. Why had she not trusted him enough to say anything? Did she still see him a savage? Too savage to say anything to. This must have been bothering her for a while. This new experiment would certainly explain why he had been sent on a crazy chase all that morning.
His arms folded across his chest and his frown deepened. The story was all too familiar. A lab created pokemon causing havoc... It would seem he had gotten lazy with his former quest.
"It's mental link is not as strong as ours, so it cannot be another of my type. However it is still a threat. One that I do intend to find and eliminate." He gave Prisca one last 'look' before taking off into the sky in a flash of blue aura. There was nothing he could think to say at the situation. At that point he let instinct take over.
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Posted: Thu Mar 24, 2011 4:38 pm
The mix of emotions going through Prisca's mind were not as unfamiliar to her. Mostly she felt a large wave of panic and fear. Not just over Xero risking his life against the savagery of the escaped Pokemon. But over his determination to destroy something before she had a chance to learn what it was for. It was a very similar scenario. One that, in the past, didn't turn out as horrible as everyone made it out to seem. She didn't want it destroyed. At least not until it calmed down and the true personality came through.
When the other Mewtwo took to the skies to track down the experiment, the female left behind sighed deeply. "That's exactly why I didn't tell you..." she whispered to the air. Turning to the Taurus still in the area, she locked her gaze on him for a moment while she thought about a course of action. She crossed the distance between them quickly, coming to stand less than a foot away. "I don't know who is behind it, but you're coming with me." And she grabbed onto his wrist less than a second before she Teleported away from the dock. She never had a destination in mind. Nor knew why she had taken Rush along with her. Perhaps that motherly side of her DNA didn't want to leave him out in the open by himself. Either way, she next found herself in a dark alley. She could sense the escaped Pokemon nearby and had wanted to try and use her own signal to mask it from Xero.
"Stubborn man..." she grumbled, letting go of the Taurus and looking up at the sky between the building roofs. For now, she wouldn't follow him. It was obvious what she said had upset him. Later, she would try to explain herself more. For what he was to her, she didn't want to lose Xero's friendship.
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Posted: Fri Apr 01, 2011 12:11 pm
Rush stumbled a bit when they arrived in the alley " whoa... well that was a new feeling" he said holding his head which felt like it was spinning. Once his head had stopped spinning and he could stand up straight he looked around, not recognizing this alley way " are we still in Castelia? i don't recognize this alleyway" he asked walking around and examining the alley, not finding anything familiar he starts to turn around to face her but stops mid-turn, now that he was paying attention to more than just his surroundings he had sensed the experiment. " what?" he asked to no one in particular in a somewhat hushed tone. He swept his gaze around along the alley and above it as well, looking for whatever it was.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 4:34 pm
Xero had once again been unable to find a clear signal. Everything was mixed. His instinct constantly battling with his mind on what should be done at this point. Listen to Prisca or remove this threat? Anger was now more fuel for instinct and slowly helping it win the battle.
Before he could get too far away from the city something caught his attention. His aura flared a dark blue, nearly black, as his head whipped back toward the city. It was there. Xero than turned about and sped toward the 'signal'.
Prisca's disguise of the creature's signal worked all too well, and within moments of Rush's question Xero appeared in the sky above them. As soon as he appeared in a flash of dark blue aura he launched a fairly large shadowed orb toward Prisca.
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Posted: Wed Apr 06, 2011 8:04 pm
The woman took her eyes off the sky just long enough to raise her eyebrow at Rush. Though the worry she had felt earlier was still just as strong as ever, on the surface she portrayed nothing but a face of utter calm. No Mewtwo should have trouble masking what they were feeling from their face. It was like second nature to her.
"Sorry," she told the Taurus, her voice just as calm as she looked. For once, no smile touched her lips and her purple eyes were almost cold behind their frames. If she was never true to her species in powers, she was in this ability of appearing serene. "Takes some getting used to if you're not Psychic. We're still in the ci---" Prisca cut off mid-sentence to whip her head back upwards just in time to see the figure launch an attack directly at her. Her own instinct flared to life and a protective pink bubble appeared around her body as she tried to half jump, half float out of the way. It was successful only in getting away from the attack itself. But the blast once it hit the ground was harder to avoid. It pushed at the barrier, not being able to break past it. The woman lost her balance trying to stay upright, the barrier winking out as she lost concentration, and was knocked back a few feet on her back.
Gritting her teeth until the pain in her back and base of her tail went away, Prisca opened her eyes to stare directly up at the figure that had attacked her. The dark blue surrounding it wasn't familiar, but she couldn't ignore the signal it gave off in her mind. And she remembered her second meeting with him. They had spoken of the colors of their auras. That dark blue was pretty dark. Pure black wasn't a good color for the other Mewtwo, she recalled.
Perhaps masking the signal wasn't such a good idea. It seemed she had forgotten the things the man had done to earn him those stories.
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