12-26-2015, 05:23 PM
Darkness had fallen over Cinnabar Island. The crickets chirping and the river running were the sounds that dominated the night. The sky was lit only by the moon and stars that shed some light over the river and jungle that extended past the back porch. Matrix was sitting in one of the outdoor chairs, just in front of their pool. He had a scenic view, but he was too busy contemplating this realm to really take it in. He was happy to be reunited with Frisket, now, too, but at the same time he felt an even greater burden of responsibility to get them out of here and back to Mainframe.
He sighed, and shook his head. It was no use thinking too hard about it. All they could do was act. Instead he just took in the vivid scenery before him, which felt so alive even in the darkness of the night. Once again, however, he realized he was not alone. There was something else on his porch with him. Instead of turning and drawing his weapon like before, he uttered a single greeting.
"Mewtwo," Matrix flatly said, standing up as he did.
"Did you find what you were looking for on Coruscant?" the psychic pokemon spoke into the sprite's brain, with it's arms crossed while Matrix turned to face him.
"Why did you send me there?" Matrix bluntly asked, his face contorting into a scowl. "There was nothing remotely useful."
Mewtwo studied the renegade for a quiet moment, taking in his expressions and subtle cues of body language. Then, though it had no mouth to do so, it let out a psychic chuckle.
"You've seen what it is, though," Mewtwo surmised. "That's why you fled that land."
"It's suffocating. They were everywhere," Matrix explained in response.
"They will be everywhere," Mewtwo responded in an instant. "You are trying to run, to say it's not your fight, but look at what they are, and look at what they would turn this Omniverse into. A prison that no one can avoid. You and I are from two unbelievably different reaities, and yet now we face the same issues."
"I thought you wanted to avoid the Empire, and be neutral too," Matrix said, tilting his head in confusion.
"I am here to protect Cinnabar and it's inhabitants," Mewtwo agreed. "But if you're going to live here, I needed you to appreciate what, exactly, the Empire is. What is lurking just off our shore."
Matrix slowly nodded in understanding.
"Fair enough," Matrix said, slowly. "But I don't like being played."
"Fair enough," Mewtwo retorted. "What you seek may be in the Dataverse, but there are truly stores of information everywhere."
"We figured that much out," Matrix responded as he now crossed his arms.
"Very well," Mewtwo said as he turned around. "I wish you luck. Just remember that because you want to leave this land, you are not immune to the dangers of it."
"I'll keep it in mind," Matrix once again gave a simple, short reply.
Mewtwo let out another mental chuckle, and then floated away. He could tell that Matrix was still a little raw about the deception, but it was more important that the naive warrior experienced the Empire first hand, after all the running he had done for no reason. He had given the man perspective, and that was all he'd sought to do.
Matrix just watched as Mewtwo left the deck, and shook his head. He was aggravated, still, by the wasted trip to Coruscant, but didn't want to admit that he understood the purpose of it. Even still, he knew that was behind him, and he'd have to move on if they were going to be citizens of this island. For now he just turned off the lights and went back into the house, where AndrAIa and Frisket were already sleeping. He needed to get some rest before entering the Dataverse.
He sighed, and shook his head. It was no use thinking too hard about it. All they could do was act. Instead he just took in the vivid scenery before him, which felt so alive even in the darkness of the night. Once again, however, he realized he was not alone. There was something else on his porch with him. Instead of turning and drawing his weapon like before, he uttered a single greeting.
"Mewtwo," Matrix flatly said, standing up as he did.
"Did you find what you were looking for on Coruscant?" the psychic pokemon spoke into the sprite's brain, with it's arms crossed while Matrix turned to face him.
"Why did you send me there?" Matrix bluntly asked, his face contorting into a scowl. "There was nothing remotely useful."
Mewtwo studied the renegade for a quiet moment, taking in his expressions and subtle cues of body language. Then, though it had no mouth to do so, it let out a psychic chuckle.
"You've seen what it is, though," Mewtwo surmised. "That's why you fled that land."
"It's suffocating. They were everywhere," Matrix explained in response.
"They will be everywhere," Mewtwo responded in an instant. "You are trying to run, to say it's not your fight, but look at what they are, and look at what they would turn this Omniverse into. A prison that no one can avoid. You and I are from two unbelievably different reaities, and yet now we face the same issues."
"I thought you wanted to avoid the Empire, and be neutral too," Matrix said, tilting his head in confusion.
"I am here to protect Cinnabar and it's inhabitants," Mewtwo agreed. "But if you're going to live here, I needed you to appreciate what, exactly, the Empire is. What is lurking just off our shore."
Matrix slowly nodded in understanding.
"Fair enough," Matrix said, slowly. "But I don't like being played."
"Fair enough," Mewtwo retorted. "What you seek may be in the Dataverse, but there are truly stores of information everywhere."
"We figured that much out," Matrix responded as he now crossed his arms.
"Very well," Mewtwo said as he turned around. "I wish you luck. Just remember that because you want to leave this land, you are not immune to the dangers of it."
"I'll keep it in mind," Matrix once again gave a simple, short reply.
Mewtwo let out another mental chuckle, and then floated away. He could tell that Matrix was still a little raw about the deception, but it was more important that the naive warrior experienced the Empire first hand, after all the running he had done for no reason. He had given the man perspective, and that was all he'd sought to do.
Matrix just watched as Mewtwo left the deck, and shook his head. He was aggravated, still, by the wasted trip to Coruscant, but didn't want to admit that he understood the purpose of it. Even still, he knew that was behind him, and he'd have to move on if they were going to be citizens of this island. For now he just turned off the lights and went back into the house, where AndrAIa and Frisket were already sleeping. He needed to get some rest before entering the Dataverse.