[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

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"...Weavile...be careful what you do in this place...I don't think this is a time to be fighting amongst ourselves...you heard Mew...lots of mean stuff that could simply just waltz in here and eradicate us if we catch their attention..."

Reiner can undoubtedly feel something's...off.  Mew's initial reactions alone were...odd.  And...is she actually a little like her old self again, however insignificantly?  And why the heck would Dragonstrike go to all the trouble to do...this?  Besides looking unnecessarily flashy, anyways...

What is going on here?  Reiner's still not entirely sure...if there's one thing he doesn't want to do, it's make a wrong step right now...

Well then...better dust myself off and continue on, stoic as always.

"Well, that was to be expected, I suppose.  Never been one for outside help if it wasn't obviously from Reiner or Taylor...I wouldn't recommend you try that again, though, Weavile.  Conversely, I won't be needing to do the same, so you needn't worry about that.  To answer your question, I'm here to help.  The Cat's Paw will undoubtedly serve you well in the times ahead, and having a more...unique voice should help with making yourself heard when it's most important.  But one reason I'm here, yet not the main one.  I'm primarily here to help Reiner out of this sticky situation he's found himself in, and to do so more...directly this time, shall we say."

Reiner narrows his eyes at me.  "...what the hell are you talking about?  I thought you weren't into the whole 'interfering' thing.  Weavile, just...stand down for a moment and hear him out, please."

I look at Weavile with utmost seriousness.  "...are we going to continue to have trust issues that will require me or another being to send you back to your reality early?  Or do you want to learn exactly why Reiner's been so down in the dumps and making odd decisions lately while it's still relatively safe to do so?"

The cat burglar looked briefly taken aback at your warning, before he heaved an aggravated *Sigh* and lett out a irritated growl of accent and eased up just ever so slightly. Well, not before shooting a mildly irritated look to the semi-sociopathic Mythic in question for her doomsaying, to which she almost ignored, save for a half heart shrug that suggested the idea 'Just stating what's true.' He was quick to resume glaring at you full force once more soon after you resumed speaking, not looking the least bit impressed or grateful with your generous gift. Sure, acquiring the ability to speak and call upon the Moves of his partners was to put it simply great, it didn't mean that he liked having it forcibly thrust upon him, least of all by 'someone' he now barely tolerated due to their 'helpfulness' and their seemingly almighty status....

When the you started pressuring him to fully stand down and cease his hostilities, he snapped his head at you and gave a look of pure disbelief, as he could scarcely understand why you wanted to cooperate with that......man after he screwed with ALL of them so much. Usually, you were MUCH more gung ho about those that tried to exert undue influence on you and your own, so seeing you almost immediately capitulate without hardly any strife toward them was......odd.

Your subsequent follow up managed to drag his attention away from his childhood buddy, the sly feline looking at you with narrowed eyes as you issued your ultimative . To say he was displeased with it would be a understatement for a number of reasons, but he didn't try to attack you again for it. In fact, he didn't do anything for the longest time but stare at you, long enough for even Mew to quirk an eyebrow in mild intrigue .

".......Fine."

At least he smoothly spoke, crossing one arm on his chest and using the other to Assist in his speaking, his experssion cool and hard as they Ice Element he wields.


".....But let us be clear on one thing, Dragonstrike: I'm not cooperating with you just because you 'asked'. Heck, I'm not even doing it because my partner asked me too."

The black panther swept his arm to the floor, now dawning a fang scowl.

"No, I'm doing so for my partner's shake, and because you are giving me no other choice. No other choice but to suck up , shut up, and play this little game of yours, instead of giving you another nice cold knuckle sandwich. Because that what's this all boils down to you, isn't it? A game. Our lives, our perils, our personal histories......its all something you can toy and tease with all you like. Like me, with a helpless Rattata. Right?"

He goes silent as he posed that question at you, before scoffing and waved you off before you could answer.

"Don't bother answering, 'cause I know the truth. Took me this long to understand it, but now that I do its all become so bloody clear to me. Hmpt....you claim that I have trust issue, like its so unreasonable. How can I not, though, with you guys trying to control us just like those damn Elders."

Spitting out those words with utmost contempt, he goes quiet again, this time crossing both arms to indicate he was done speaking with you, and paced back over to his partner's side, eyes now closed as he tried his best to calm himself. Meanwhile, Mew was no longer passively floating in the background, but now staring intently at Weavile, her body and tail stiff as boards. You could feel her intensely scrutinizing him, with only faint whsps of surprise, alarm, and unease hinting at the reason why she was so focused on him... 

Eventually, the pink fuzzball pulled her gaze away from her fellow feline and resumed her prior activity, giving you a rather.....subdued look of impatience.

'.....Now that has been handled, can we move on to the main reason why you summoned us here, Dragonstrike? I believe we've dawdled long past the point of amusement, so let us just cut to the chase.'