(β:003) action, open. HIATUS END!

[readytobe]

[It feels like a long time since he's felt the sun. A long time, because he was forcibly taken away two weeks ago and experimented on. He had been aware that such a thing was possible, but foolishly he'd still thought himself invulnerable. He was the strongest Pokemon ever to exist, after all; who would be able to win against him, without reality-traveling shenanigans like those that had brought him to Luceti in the first place? A physical group of people (such as the Malnosso) wouldn't be able to marshal the resources to take him.

Oh, hubris. They had been unimaginably efficient. He'd barely had the chance to fight back. Technology, or magic perhaps, that he had never encountered subdued him. The drones had then bundled him up neatly and disappeared with him. The strongest Pokemon ever was at the mercy of the Malnosso.

What had they wanted from him? After a time, it became clear that it was something to do with psychic powers. But parts of it still did not make sense to him; the excruciating pain, for example. It lingered on even now, making it hard to think.

He still couldn't see or hear. The only way he could tell it was sunny was the warmth of it on his back. Outside, then. Free? Released from the Malnosso, at least from now? But where? Near the village? There was no way to tell.

Blind, deaf and bruised, he lay in the bushes at the playground, vulnerable to anyone who might pass by.]

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[redshifted]

[ Lea had been walking around aimlessly that day, still absorbed in recriminations and anxieties about the apparent effect his words had had on Ventus. The part of him that was sure it was the right thing to try to do something about the war was warring with the part of him that blamed himself for hurting Ventus over, possibly, something none of them had the power to affect or stop.

He'd been walking past the playground, the late afternoon sun strong on his face (a sign spring was surely here), when something snapped him out of his reverie - the sight of a... a something lying in the bushes. Lea goes instinctually to a more fight-ready stance, his knees bent, his center of gravity lower, as he squints at the figure. Its back...

It has wings. Whatever or whoever it is, it's a Luceti resident.

Lea hasn't been very open or friendly so far, mostly because he had initially expected any day to be returned to his proper time and place, and then because he was used to lurking and not engaging from years with the Organization. So he doesn't know who this is. But it's obvious they need help.

He approaches very, very carefully, stopping several feet away from the... it looks like a cat person? ]

Hey. Hey, are you okay?

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[readytobe]

[Some ancient instinct alerts him to the fact that he is no longer alone. Alas, that instinct is unable to tell him anything else, though. Lea's words fall on literally deaf ears, and the unfocused look in Mewtwo's eyes indicate a problem there as well.

Not being able to see is terrible, especially when you know that there's something in front of you to see. He lays in the bush, fighting against the primal fear of darkness and uncertainty, and tries to reach out with his powers. They feel unfocused as well, but at least they seem to be working...a little. The person is some feet away. A human? Or something very similar...?

Even his telepathy feels weak.]

Hhh...you....?