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lucetilogs2014-06-06 01:43 am
readytobe) wrote in lucetilogs2014-06-06 01:43 am
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Just open your eyes
Who: Ash Ketchum, Mewtwo
What: OH GOD ARE YOU OK ASH ASH ARE YOU OK ASH
When: May 29th, evening
Where: House 11
Summary: ASH WAS HURT. IS HE OK? MEWTWO MUST KNOW.
Rating: PG...? Possibly higher for talk of awful stuff.
He had been created to fight. It was all he had done for the first conscious year of his life. Why would he not enjoy a huge battlefield, full of enemies he could go all out on? Ah, but he did understand that many lives had been obliterated there, and it did disturb him to see such carnage. But he had no illusions about life being kind or fair or clean. Once he had gotten into the battle proper, his feelings about the scenery became muted and detached.
Yet he was intelligent enough to understand that not everyone compartmentalized their emotions so easily. The jury was still out on whether or not that was a good thing - while it made him a strong fighter and a calculating enemy, he was aware that it caused him to lack something that...non-damaged creatures had. Innocence, perhaps? He was not sure of its name. What he did know was that Ash Ketchum, the human who would sacrifice himself for the lives of Pokemon, the first human to gain Mewtwo's trust and respect, did have it. It was one of the things he admired most about the human boy, his kindness and earnestness towards all creatures - the thing that made him unique, made him Ash - and he was afraid that Zompania might have ripped it all away.
The Pokemon briefly debated contacting his friend over the network, but it felt insufficient. Ash could be physically hurt - in fact, it was nearly a certainty, what with the human's tendency to run into danger without a second thought - and mentally traumatized - again, it would be almost impossible not to be, wouldn't it? - and speaking through their journals would not give him enough information about Ash's condition. So instead he waited until nightfall, then made his way to Ash's house in the village. Other trainers lived there too, he knew, but them seeing him was a risk he would have to take.
He knew which window was Ash's, and tapped lightly on the glass when he spotted the human inside.
What: OH GOD ARE YOU OK ASH ASH ARE YOU OK ASH
When: May 29th, evening
Where: House 11
Summary: ASH WAS HURT. IS HE OK? MEWTWO MUST KNOW.
Rating: PG...? Possibly higher for talk of awful stuff.
He had been created to fight. It was all he had done for the first conscious year of his life. Why would he not enjoy a huge battlefield, full of enemies he could go all out on? Ah, but he did understand that many lives had been obliterated there, and it did disturb him to see such carnage. But he had no illusions about life being kind or fair or clean. Once he had gotten into the battle proper, his feelings about the scenery became muted and detached.
Yet he was intelligent enough to understand that not everyone compartmentalized their emotions so easily. The jury was still out on whether or not that was a good thing - while it made him a strong fighter and a calculating enemy, he was aware that it caused him to lack something that...non-damaged creatures had. Innocence, perhaps? He was not sure of its name. What he did know was that Ash Ketchum, the human who would sacrifice himself for the lives of Pokemon, the first human to gain Mewtwo's trust and respect, did have it. It was one of the things he admired most about the human boy, his kindness and earnestness towards all creatures - the thing that made him unique, made him Ash - and he was afraid that Zompania might have ripped it all away.
The Pokemon briefly debated contacting his friend over the network, but it felt insufficient. Ash could be physically hurt - in fact, it was nearly a certainty, what with the human's tendency to run into danger without a second thought - and mentally traumatized - again, it would be almost impossible not to be, wouldn't it? - and speaking through their journals would not give him enough information about Ash's condition. So instead he waited until nightfall, then made his way to Ash's house in the village. Other trainers lived there too, he knew, but them seeing him was a risk he would have to take.
He knew which window was Ash's, and tapped lightly on the glass when he spotted the human inside.
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He then gives a small nod as he looks over at his sleeping partner. "Yeah. I think I've gotten at least a little bit stronger since my journey in Unova. But I wouldn't have been able to get strong at all without th' help of Pikachu and my other friends."
A smile, a bit bigger than his prior ones, spread across his face as he hears Mewtwo's compliment.
"Thanks, Mewtwo. No matter what I'll keep makin' my way to become a Pokemon Master."
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Also, his compliment seems to have had the intended effect. He feels a bit pleased with himself, even if he still feels embarrassed. Look at you, Mewtwo, being a good friend and everything! That wasn't so hard.
I'll keep makin' my way sounds very Ash-like, as well. He cannot blame the boy for being shaken by the draft - he could not blame him for being changed forever by it, either, honestly - but perhaps he would be alright.
The Pokemon offers Ash his Pokedex back, belatedly following his glance over to Pikachu. In Johto he had noticed that Ash's team had changed, but Pikachu had remained, and it seems like that's stayed true through all the other regions as well. Pikachu was as unique a being as his trainer.
You and Pikachu have traveled far together, battled many gym leaders... He looks down at his friend curiously, tail waving lazily behind him. Does he not wish to evolve?
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"Yeah. I wouldn't have gotten anywhere if it weren't for Pikachu by my side, 'cause no matter what I know I can always count on him more than anyone." he then shakes his head to begin addressing the question that Mewtwo asked.
"Pikachu doesn't wanna evolve. I've offered the chance in the past but he never took it. But that's okay, Pikachu is great just th' way he is. He doesn't havta evolve he is doesn't wanna. Same goes with any of my other Pokemon."
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Mewtwo what do you even know, you're so racist against trainers god, and certainly few gave their partners a choice in evolvingagain Mewtwo you are being very racist, stop it.He leans against the wall carefully, feeling unusually relaxed, giving Ash as gentle look. You are a very kind Trainer. A small headtilt. Perhaps that is why you are both so strong.
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And, of course, just because a Pokemon is evolved doesn't mean it's stronger.
Ash gives a the back of his head a small rub, clearly feeling a little embarrassed by Mewtwo's words. "Well, Pikachu is more than just my Pokemon he's my best friend. And my other Pokemon are all my friends too. I wouldn't want it any other way."
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If the conversation needs a new subject, then Mewtwo's thought up one. In the back of his mind he thinks that maybe he's getting better at idle chit-chat.
I have not been to Unova before. What is it like?
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While the conversation shifts the small smile that Ash has doesn't leave.
"It's great! There's a whole part o' the region where there isn't any Pokemon from any other regions in the wild. I've been able to meet a lotta new Pokemon and new friends there too. At first I went there on a vacation with my Mom, but I ended up travelin' and participatin' in the Unova League there."
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Of course Ash ended up participating in the League. He can't imagine Ash not joining something Pokemon-related. Perhaps I should visit there one day.
But there's something else that Ash mentioned that suddenly interests him. It's just occurred to him that he doesn't know much about the boy's family.
(It does not occur to him, not consciously at least, that he doesn't know much about families, or moms, at all.)
What is your mother like?
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"You should! There are a lotta things to see in Unova. And if ya get the chance visit the other region ya haven't seen too."
When Mewtwo changes the topic and asks the question about his Mom Ash looks a little surprised for a moment before expressing a soft smile.
"She's really nice and takes very good care of me and everyone else she knows. When I'm traveling I miss her very much but she's always there for me when I come home between journeys. She's the best."
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Mewtwo smiles just a little. He's been in Luceti for several months now, long enough to almost forget about it, but back home he does have the opportunity to travel freely now. It's a strange mixture of liberation and loneliness - he no longer has the responsibility to keep his clones hidden, but he also no longer has them as company, either - but he thinks that he's looking forward to getting back to it.
I was traveling towards Hoenn before this. I have heard it has many wonderful beaches. (He likes the ocean, ok.)
He tilts his head in curiosity, feeling almost a little hesitant about the topic of Ash's family. It just seems like something a friend is supposed to know about already. Also, he doesn't actually know how a parent acts or feels, but...She must miss you as well. But she must also be proud of you.
(...Awkward pause. Ok next question.) Do you have any siblings?
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He gives Mewtwo and soft smile, "Yeah. I gonna continue to do my best so she has something to be proud of." Though, he's aware that no matter what she's going to be proud of him. She's just that kind of mother.
Ash then shakes his head at the next question. "No. It was always just me and my Mom. Oh, and Mr. Mime too help Mom around the house and all."