(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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[readytobe]

[Well, depends on how hobo-y your playgrounds are, maybe. But yes, this is an odd situation. A stressful one for Mewtwo as well, because he's aware that someone is there - either through his psychic powers or that natural sixth sense that you just get sometimes - but completely unable to discern who they are and what they want.

The Pokemon attempts to roll over and face his company, but it's so painful for him to move right now, and he only becomes more disoriented. His clouded eyes dart around, repeatedly passing over Sophie with no recognition of her.

What if this never changes, and he's blind forever? What if he remains helpless - him, helpless - forever?

The look on his face is kind of scary, but it's a grimace of pain and fear more than aggression.]

[lostlegacy]

[Fortunately, for all Luceti's faults, adequate housing and food isn't a problem here, so this is definitely outside Sophie's experience.

She hesitates a bit--just a little bit! --at that look on this guy's face, but man, this is Luceti. She's used to weird stuff and weird people. This is just more of the same, right?

He doesn't seem to notice her, though. He doesn't look like he can see too well at all, actually, or hear her, for that matter. But that's no problem--he can probably feel her, right? She just needs to find something to grab onto.

...Like that tail.

Incoming five year old, Mewtwo.]

[readytobe]

[OH GOD WHAT. He jumps instinctively as a little hand grabs hold of his tail. First, that generally doesn't happen, and second, he still has no idea who it is or what they're doing - although the fact that it's too painful to move much gives him time to piece together an answer, after the panic fades somewhat. Are they trying to hurt him? They could be, but they haven't really yet, and....they feel like a small person. A child?

Arceus, his head hurts. He reaches out towards the hand, trying to ascertain where his company is. Knowing that will help him calm down, maybe - enough to marshal his psychic powers past his headache.]

[lostlegacy]

[WHOA okay that was unexpected.

Sophie jumps backwards a little too, falling on her bottom, but she quickly regains her equilibrium--both physically and mentally. He really doesn't seem too happy, does he? Good thing she knows what to do with outstretched hands.

She slips her hand into his and even gives it a squeeze.]

It's okay.

[readytobe]

[Okay, there's a little hand in his. And immediately he can tell that its owner is calm and friendly, although he still can't hear her trying to comfort him. It's not as if hand-holding and gentle squeezes can mean much else, after all.

Mewtwo just holds on for a few minutes, eyes closed, letting (most of) the fear drain away from his mind.]

I cannot hear anything

[His telepathic voice comes across as a whisper, in some weird way, as it's still a bit difficult to use his powers. Still, communication! Sort of.] Who are you?

[lostlegacy]

[The moment she hears that voice in her head, Sophie jerks backwards and falls onto her bottom. She may be used to some really strange things, having lived in Luceti all her life, but that wouldn't be one of them.

However, because she has lived in Luceti all her life, she doesn't scream or run away or even let go of his hand. She just sort of looks him over in confusion for a bit before answering.]

I'm Sophie. Who're you?

[And now she's going to watch his lips really closely.]

[readytobe]

[The child (miniature person? it's a very small hand) is still there. That's good, comforting in an unusual way for him, but it felt like they were pretty surprised by his speech too. That might be funny if he could concentrate on things other than feeling beat to a pulp.]

think to me...do not talk out loud. [Nope, mouth isn't moving. Well, other than, you know. To breathe :|b His brows do furrow a bit in pain, though.] i am hurt. my ears...

[lostlegacy]

[Whoooooooooa.... How'd he do that? And what's he talking about, anyway?]

THINK?

[...Volume control might need a little practice.]