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  1. Namohysip

    Novelux Sparkwright Polytechnic

    "That's completely, utterly, PROFOUNDLY absurd," stated Lucis, the tiny yet apparently brainy Helioptile inventor. Just behind him, his Heliolisk mother and gargantuan Tyranitar father lounged in the spectator's area, chatting quietly about something or other. "Nobody needs ink to dry. Ink is...
  2. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Red flew after Grace to help her out of the lab through their usual venues. With a final glance behind to see how Owen was, Red followed her out. Owen stared at the can for a few more seconds. Then, at his tail, focusing on it. The embers crackled from black to flecks of orange, but ultimately...
  3. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen hesitated. He was tempted by that, yet some part of him was held back, too. He held the can with the message on it a little tighter. Then, he eased up. "...Just... tell Mhynt I'm sorry," he said.
  4. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen said nothing in reply again as the silence returned. It sank in, Owen's tail crackling. finally, he closed his eyes. "...You really think it's not too late," he finally said. For a moment, his tail's fire had a flicker of orange... but that was all. "...Go. I'm tired. Maybe we can play...
  5. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    "Kill them, too," Owen said dismissively. "Do you think any of them have hope to wait it out?" His tail flicked, staring at the scrawled message again. "...What if Alexander is the same way?"
  6. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    More silence as the void Charizard stared into and through Grace. Finally, he found the strength to pull away. He held the little can that Nova had scribbled a message onto, staring at it like his one last possession. Red eased up, accepting some aspect of the outcome. "Think what you want,"...
  7. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    To that, Owen provided no verbal answer. He only stared at Grace with a strange mixture of hatred and desperation, longing and fear. His eyes were feral and hungry, but the pupils behind the glow were more visible than ever.
  8. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    The more Grace spoke to Owen, the more it seemed that everything he was saying contradicted itself. A maelstrom of emotions that snuffed out logic, thinking only in the moment while contorting everything into that instant to be an insurmountable wall of darkness. When Grace stopped, Owen looked...
  9. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    "And why should you bother?" Owen said in another low, growling voice. The Radiance flowed through his veins and fissured his shoulder. Red was starting to look concerned--but not for Grace. "So many other things to worry about, and you're focused all this effort on me... And for what?" He...
  10. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    The Radiance sizzled against Owen's hand and Grace would feel her own get... wetter. Some of Owen's blood was seeping into her feathers from contact. It didn't sting... but it certainly felt like something was happening. Though it didn't seem very good for Owen. Yet he refused to let go. Now...
  11. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen stared at the strange light, and then reached toward the light with his great, darkened claws. It was like a challenge, bringing his Shadows toward the light. "Just how strong is your 'hope' against someone already 'lost'?" he said, grasping at Grace's outstretched limb. He was cold.
  12. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    "Look at you," Owen hissed like Grace was some desperate feral. "Clinging to that hope like it matters. Hope does nothing. The world... only answers to strength. Power in numbers... only matters if you can control them." Owen sat straight, glancing at Red as if he recognized he couldn't act out...
  13. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    "And what happens when they die?!" Owen suddenly snapped, tail lashing on the ground. Dark ink spattered where he'd struck like his body was constantly bleeding its void ichor. "What happens when they go against you when you least expect, when they pull everything from you the moment you don't...
  14. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen studied Grace longer with that, eyes narrowing. In it, Grace could see the faint outline of his actual pupils behind the great white glow that they gave off. "...It's all worth it to you? The trouble they'd cause, looking out for someone... else?"
  15. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen's muzzle scrunched up so much it resembled an accordion. "What will your friends do but make everything worse?" he said. "They will either betray you or make you worry. Is there any point if you can handle it all yourself?"
  16. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    "Strength is all that matters," Owen stated. "If you aren't strong, nothing that doesn't want to change will change. People don't listen to kind words. They listen to force. What is your force?"
  17. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen scowled at that. Like it disgusted him. "Weak," he chided. "How do you think you'll win against anyone like that?"
  18. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen watched the final pair like it was some kind of trap. He glanced at Red, but he was inscrutable. He finally took the pair and asked Grace, "How would you kill me?"
  19. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen growled a deep, rumbling growl from the back of his throat. It rattled the cards on the ground. "...No," he finally admitted. "Why are you making me answer questions? What's the point?"
  20. Namohysip

    Mewtwo's Lair

    Owen picked one of the last pairs with no effort, but he seemed more occupied with Grace's question. So occupied, in fact, that he gave no answer back. There was some kind of turmoil. Red watched with interest, but he couldn't tell what in particular was on Owen's mind.
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