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[zweitail]

[ One moment you walk among the beauty of spring nearing summer. The flowers are blooming beautifully and glowing with life. Then before your eyes the sky gains a harsh dark color. A rhapsody of winds flies into your space and flower are torn from their roots and are pulled away from the scenery. The sun is veiled buy clouds and black rain begins

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[umixnoxkami]

[When Lugia sensed the unnatural storm, for several moments, he fears that it's his own doing. But he breathes slowly and checks himself: nope, he is in a good place mentally, and besides, he isn't capable of that sort of thing. Dark rain, purple thunder... nope. None of that can possibly be Lugia's.

Nevertheless, when Lugia opens his eyes, the elemental imbalance around him has reached a sufficient level to trigger a just, controlled level of rage. His body tenses up and a loud, ancestral roar surges from the depths of his being, demanding to know the author of all this.

But when the dark storm ceases, Lugia's eyes quickly refocus from the devastation around him to that helpless thing looking at him on the ground. Lugia lands next to it and tries to establish telepathic contact.]

Can you hear me?

[zweitail]

.....................Yes....

[umixnoxkami]

[Right now, Lugia wishes he knew a good healing attack... but he doesn't, so he has a different idea: taking a human form to carry Mewtwo down to the Pokémon Center.]

Listen. I am going to take a human shape. It's the only way I can take you to a place where you will be healed. I have no intention to hurt you. ... Do you understand?

[zweitail]

[ The pokemon manages a yes. But seems to no longer be able to speak either way. ]