Action/Text: Who's that Pokémon?

[andwesucceeded]

Arrival.

[The bus pulls up, but its rider doesn't step off to join the valley community. He floats, simply drifting a few feet away as the doors shut behind him and the bus roars off.]

[Well. That hadn't been so bad. Nerve-wracking, prepared for betrayal at any second, ready to crush the bus and its occupants had its destination been even slightly other than promised... but so far, all had proceeded according to the plan he'd been given.]

[...Perhaps the boy's example had not been unique. Perhaps not every human is treacherous, traitorous, self-centered, and all too eager to enslave those they considered lessers.]

[Just most of them.]

[Mewtwo splays one hand, and in a flare of psychic light, his tablet rises to hover above it. There is supposed to be a map...]

Homecoming.

[This farm is not as concealed as he would like. Though it resides within the forest, it is not far enough in for true solitude, and the path that leads to it is a beacon that any could follow. Mewtwo would have to rely on hoping no one came exploring -- or perhaps more serious concerns later.]

[For now, he regards his greenhouse from a position several feet above it. A broken building, but not past salvaging. In fact -- he glances over his shoulder, eyes shining with power, and not far away a small tree rips itself from the ground. Telekinetic force strips off the branches, then splits the wood into planks, which Mewtwo sends hurtling towards the greenhouse with a wave of his hand.]

[Repairing this should be no mean feat.]

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Humankind: I offer you a transaction, by which you shall be judged. Your greenhouses are battered and broken; I will repair them, for a price. That price shall be greater should you require I bring materials. Extend your acceptance of these terms through this device.

[So are they warned, and so shall he test them. Will they deal fairly, or with duplicity and malice?]

Comments

[andwesucceeded]

[She underestimates Pokémon. Meowth learned to talk on his own accord. Pikachu was perfectly coherent. Mew... Mew could speak as clear as day, but not the way Mewtwo did.]

[He shoots a glance at her Pokémon, wondering what they thought of all this. Though at her last words, he shakes his head slightly.]

I asked for your thoughts. They are of value to me. Until recently, I did not believe humans and Pokémon could ever be friends. You are more proof that I was wrong... and that the Pokémon who believe it as well are not weak, or inferior.

[unwilling_hero]

[The pair seem to be content with watching. As if they've weathered though Saeko starting to do something then get sidetracked by talking.]

Thanks. We can get stronger still, but... Well. It's better that we don't. Not right now. [For all she seems to puff in pride (echoed by her pokemon, especially the absol) her eyes flick to Tsuyoi with more than a bit of apprehension. Then it's gone.] What does friendship mean to you, Mewtwo-san?

[andwesucceeded]

[A good question.]

[A particularly good question.]

[One to which he has a partial answer, at least.]

Partnership. Equality.

[What humans had at first denied him.]

[unwilling_hero]

[With how he's been talking, she can't say the answer is much of a surprise.] Yea. Respect and trust too. But, I think that it's also up to everyone to find what it means to them. Mostly because everyone is unique and no two people experience things the same way. What I value in friends isn't what someone else would.

[She paused, and her nose wrinkles a bit.] I sound like Dad.

[andwesucceeded]

It would make sense that your parent would be a source of your beliefs and attitudes.

[But such things are not necessary. That is a lesson he learned, and must remember -- that his life had the value he made it have, not what was assigned to it based on the circumstances of his birth.]

[unwilling_hero]

[As true as it is, it gets a huff.] Yea, but hat doesn't mean I want to sound like him! He's old and boring and no fun at all.

[:T! But, that's actually the perfect segway into why she wants her greenhouse fixed: the rare berry-fruits she brought with her: engima, starf, lansat, and apicot. Plus her other berries, but mostly them.]

But, he did give me some really rare berry-fruits. Do you know nazo fruit is?

[andwesucceeded]

[Oh, stellar. Now he has to admit a failing.]

My knowledge of berries is lacking. My studies into the field of biology did not encompass that field.

[Since it had been all about cloning instead.]

[unwilling_hero]

Don't worry about it. Lots of people don't know much about them. I only know as much as I do because of my journey.

[She cocks her head, then grins.] If you want, I can write what I know about them down for you and give you most of the first harvest of those I plant?

[andwesucceeded]

[Metwo takes a moment to consider this.]

An intriguing proposition. This would be suitable repayment for my services. Advancing my own knowledge is a valuable goal.

[unwilling_hero]

It's a deal then! We should probably get to work fixing the greenhouse then. The faster I get them planted, the sooner you get the berries. Though, the rarer ones will take a while to grow. I've got two of some of them, so I could give you them right away? Other ones... I only have one of.

[She shrugs.] I don't mind, and it's your choice.

((OOC: By now, Mewtwo should have gotten the write up at the start, along with berries that are fancy coded, with the rest to come by the end of the year because some of the growing times are Long e_e))

[andwesucceeded]

The task will be simple. My psychic powers may be used for construction.

[He'd built an entire castle-slash-lab complex along with numerous complex machines, after all. Accomplishing great things is simple with telekinesis.]

[unwilling_hero]

[There's a squinty-eyed look - as if she's not sure if she should ask or not. But - she's going to ask. As powerful a person Mewtwo is, he's also kinda of part pokemon. ] Should I get my PP Recovers ready? I won't have you running low on energy because of what you're doing for me.

[She honestly means well.

Plus, it's not like she has much use for Hoenn's Brand Name max ether here.]

[andwesucceeded]

If my powers have limits, I have not reached them. This task is trivial.

[Perhaps because of his genetic modifications, Mewtwo has indeed never truly felt himself to have exhausted himself with exertion. Even in battle with Mew, and suppressing the abilities of all the clones in the area, he had not even begun to feel tired.]