Some kind of "Post-Uranium RP" - Now finished and open for questions!

[Lord Windos]

He was expecting the second blow, so he just dodged to his left, and continued on his way, whistling a janty tune. He did look over his should, that insufferable grin still plastered on his face. "Well, I can tell you are not BOARD of me yet, since you keep trying to deck me with it. Only worked the first time 'cause you caught me off guard, so don't get a CLIP on your shoulders, eh?"He chuckled at his own pun, disguising how much he wanted to yank that board out of her hand and shove it up her.... well, somewhere inappropreate. If the Nucleon can to her rescue, he would just use it to it it instead. Nucleon, after all, were known for their Strength, but NOT their durability.

He's the one that did the initial experimentation and studies on the little rad-balls, before the project was handed over to that bitch. 'Uggggghhh, who's idea was it to give a renowned terrorist unrestricted access to NUCLEAR pokemon, of all things. Probably her son and Cameron, now that I think about it. And as much as I hate to think this, there is no one better that know Nucmons like she does, god damn the reason,' he thought, not exactly happy with how he has to work around her (for he refuses to ever work with her) and the coddling department. Honestly, what are background checks for if they are going to soddening use them in the screening process?

He stopped when he heard her comment about about his ultimate fate. Turning around, but not going back to meet Lucille, he retorted, "That rich, coming from Miss Nuclear Fire and brimstone. I see that my speech did little to make it clear to you, or perhaps your still stubbornly trying to the issue, but let me make my point so pristine that they could bottle it sell it around Tandor: You are not the only person who gotten screwed up by your experiments. You killed not only my father, but several of my friends and their family members in your mad state. Your actions, whether or not you care to face them, destroyed families as much you did to your own, you damn fool!" He shouted the last part, still livid, still furious over all the life lost because of her. He can hear her sobs, but he does not have once once of deep fried fuck to give.

"They were, and still are, devestated by that, not only from losing their loved ones, but psychologically as well. You now how many time my friend and I woke up screaming, afraid for our live of a nulcear blast going off and killing the rest of us? How we can no longer take comfort in our lives, afraid that another explosion might happen and take everything away from them again." He started to pull out his hair, clearly exasperated by the wrongness of it all. He spoke of again, but unlike his pleasent voice from earlier, this one sounded downright despondent, like something bloated the life out of his speech. "They suffer as much as I do because of this.... no, they suffer even more than I. I had my family to support, and relief efforts to help reserach and coordinate in the wake of the disaster, they had nothing to fall back on. Even though my family now hate me for my grudge against you, they were with me throguht the roughest part. Others? Nothing, which made the annoucement of your pardon give up hope completely. Want to know how many killed themselves when they heard the new? How many funearls I had to plan because they had no one else to do them?"

He slowly regained his composure again, his black hair now thoroughly frazzled from all the excitement going on. His labcoat was even more of a mess, with the dust from the floor coating it and being all wrinkled from his earlier acrobatics. His glasses, while not broken, thankfully, were bent at the frame. 'I have to fix those later, otherwise I would just look like a goof,' he though, briefly distracted from the still ongoing conflict at hand. His attention was soon back, though, right at the cause of all these problem. Angrily sighing, he told her, headless of the cruelity his words would bring (because why should he give a fuck?) "You know, you could have prevented everything that happened, you know? All of it, from start to finish, with just one simple action. I read up on what your were really up to in Nuclear Plant Epsilon. About the work that, while filled with good intention, was obvious being done for less than good reasons. I won't judge you on that, though; I know as well as you do about getting invested in project your passionate about, about blazing undiscovered trail. No, what I don't understand, from a woman who clearly loves her family, given how your son and Kellyn passionately you, why you choose to stay there?" He took a breath, and continued.

"You could have left it all behind, returned to your family, and continued to have a fruitful life with them. Kellyn would not have suffer a decade of heartache and coldness, nor would have pushed himself to the extremes he did, if you didn't 'die'. You son would not have been practically abandoned to your Step-Mom by him if he was not consumed by his grief. Your son, Vitor, would have had his mother and father in their life, and not have to deal with his own bag of issues surround the lose of both his parents, practically speaking. Its not my place to say, but he has told me how, despite having his family back together, how fucked up he is on the inside by the events of his life. Did you ever notice that?" he spat the last part, angry for his friend emotion strife, for he knows that Vitor is too forgiving to ever blame his mom. "And you! You would not have become a mad loon, twisted by that blasted CURIE Interface and your time in Stasis with that..... abomination, if you JUST HAVE LEFT IT TO DIE! Why?! Tell me, was it worth?! To lose everything, EVERYTHING, causing the heartache of your FAMILY and tens of thousands of people, over one Pokemon that did not even know what life was?!"

Despite his raised voice, and the clear anger in it, his disposition was a steely as he took a deep breath to calm down. His face, as unsympathetic as Lucille's from earlier, pitilessly gazed down where she was mindlessly petting he Nucleon. What a damn shame it had to have a master like her.