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For I See What I Destroy [Closed, Complete]

Jun 25, 2009 02:53

Characters: Mewtwo, Shilo Wallace
Setting: Hospital Bedroom.
Time: Day 010, some time after his Release thread.
Summary: Bonding! Or something.
Warnings None.

( I'll Tap Into Your Strength And Drain It Dry )

*acedia, shilo wallace (repo! the genetic opera), mewtwo (pokémon), !day 010, !complete

Comments 23

cagedinfection June 27 2009, 06:53:36 UTC

So...Shilo wasn't entirely sure what to thing of this creature, male, whatever. He was pretty weird, and it wasn't like surgery-weird or anything. He seemed to be normal as he was, but also pretty angry...and weak. She wondered what happened to him, but she didn't really think that she was going to find any immediate answer. Or maybe not any at all, but whatever.

Shilo glanced at the one in question as she stood in the room she'd taken up residence in, having parted, for the moment, from her father and Axl (the latter for probably a much more prolonged period of time). He was sitting on the floor of the room, and Shilo stood, not far, near one of the beds. It was silent, but...after a moment she tried to break that.

"You know you can use one of the beds, right?"

replicat June 28 2009, 03:35:50 UTC

Mewtwo opened his eyes, turning to look at her sharply. Then he glanced at the beds and monitors, just out of the corners of his eyes, studying them.

...beds...? He didn't actually know which objects in the rooms were the beds--he suspected them to be the long, cushioned pieces of furniture, the ones covered in fabric. Was that... a bed...? He studied it for a second. It was too high off the ground, if it was--his world had been restricted, reduced to a horizontal plane, with no up or down, no vertical or diagonal movement at all... it was as though he had suddenly been--

[I am fine.] he replied coldly, meeting her eyes with an unblinking, intense stare. There were a few seconds of silence as he scrutinised her, critically taking her in as though he were analysing what he saw for the first time, and what he saw was not a living thing but an unusual, questionably constructed object. Then, harshly: [Why did you help me, human?]

cagedinfection July 1 2009, 01:21:53 UTC

"Uh, sure, whatever." Shilo mumbled, though she did draw back a little bit at the cold answer. She'd only wanted to help him be more comfortable - there was no way it was fun just sitting on the floor like that. "Suit yourself, I guess."

The question, however, was a little bit harder for her to reply to. She glanced away for a moment, as she thought over what she wanted to say, before she looked back at him, giving him the most straightforward and honest answer she could manage: "You needed help." she said, and she was sure it was the truth. "I couldn't have just left you there, you know?"

She still had no idea what had happened to him, or what he must be going through, but it obviously sucked - he was angry, upset, and weak. He could hardly move at all, on his own...and if that didn't mean that he needed help, then she was more sheltered than she'd ever thought.

replicat July 1 2009, 05:51:04 UTC

Mewtwo did not know, and he fell silent, averting his eyes to study the wall and beds and monitors as he attempted to process her words into something even remotely comprehensible. Unfortunately, it was a losing battle. He lashed his tail, whipping it over his back and striking the floor on the opposite side--a much harder gesture than it had ever been before. Why...? Why would she exert herself to help him...? She had no idea who--or what--he was... and yet... he returned his stare to her, burning into her. [I do not understand.]

His voice was still cold, but it was strained, with a rougher edge. He was tired, and his muscles ached, his body sore... the physical exertion required to get to this room was far more exacting than he'd ever experienced in his short life.

cagedinfection July 3 2009, 17:47:48 UTC

Shilo frowned a bit as silence overcame the two of them and he began to look around, like he was looking for a distraction or something. What was that all about? She didn't know, but... She jumped at the sound of his tail striking the floor, startled by the suddenness of the gesture, and she returned focus on him as he looked to her.

He...didn't understand?

Shilo frowned a second time - she wasn't sure how she could make it any clearer for him. Was she really that bad at communicating her ideas? Were they really that different in the first place? She wished she knew better.

"Um...well I guess I would have felt bad if I left you there." she tried from that approach, "I mean you were obviously in pretty rough shape." She hesitates for a moment, before adding:

"And it was the right thing to do, I think."

replicat July 4 2009, 09:33:26 UTC

[Felt... bad...?] He echoed, managing to simultaneously look both sceptical, and mystified. Her frowning meant nothing to him, but it was irritating, aggravating his already brittle tamper. Her train of logic seemed to the Pokémon much more like a train of nonsequiters, exacerbated largely by Mewtwo's extremely literal working definition of bad. The last part, however, he understood perfectly... in concept. His expression grew serious, brooding and thoughtful.

[...the right thing to do...] Could she not tell? She 'thought.'

Finally, he handed down his edict, harsh and blunt, accompanied by the sharp narrowing of his eyes. [It was foolish.] Why a being would do something like that, he didn't understand--but he understood that it was stupid.