Ask Pit's Emerald Reflection

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Malachite Skies (@askgreenpit)

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‘Tch.. This guy really is annoying.’

Despite his annoyance for the emerald angel from the snobby intellectual personality to the way he had just carried himself; sophisticated, ‘I’m surrounded by morons’ attitude and lastly, Verde did not see the flaw reflection as a threat… However, Dark Pit did respect Verde for one thing and one alone… Verde had a mind of his own. The other angels had taken comfort and served the Goddess of Light with no question, always ready to put their lives on the line for her name sake but Verde… He actually gave his own two cents as into why he had followed her.

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Yes, Green had won round one. Now, where and when round two would occur... He'd leave it up to the other to decide. After all, a gentlemen gave first move to the loser, and if his being noble was a source of annoyance to Black, what reason did he have to stop?

"As a matter of fact, I'm studying light and color theory." That should grab the dark angel's attention, at least. Certainly, he should be curious about why there are so many pits, how the colors affect them and their personalities... At the very least, Green was, prompting his current reading.

"Maybe even you'll be interested in these books?" Black's probable lack of literacy was not lost on him, but he also knew that one of the most obvious, and easiest, ways, to assert independence from Pit was to learn how to read. If Black did know how to read, the question would be polite and honest. If not, it'd be an insult. As such, Green kept his tone neutral.

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Olette looked up from her homework and noticed so many new faces wandering around in her hometown. This was now a usual thing to see (in her opinion anyway), and she was hardly affected by the appearance of so many newcomers. Though the variety of hair colors and height/ age differences never ceased to amaze the brunette, some people sticking out more than others. She wondered exactly how so many new people had found this town, considering there are only a handful of ways to reach it. Finally deciding to make a move, Olette closed her book and swiped it from the table, moving into the crowd. Maybe someone in this crowd was friendly; and there really was no better way to find out than by asking questions. “Hello there!” She waved, singling out a rather peculiar looking person,  ”What brings you to Twilight Town?” 

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Green examined his surroundings closely. He wasn't used to the more modern universes dimensions of the multiverse universe, and while this one wasn't the most futuristic of worlds, it was still miles and away farther ahead than his home world. Also, it seemed to be cut-off and to itself, despite being a simple town; he'd have to investigate such further, if he had free time. Then, Skyworld wasn't too terribly large, either, compared to some dimensions, which spanned galaxies rather than planets.

“Hello there! What brings you to Twilight Town?” 

"Quite a few things, but I'll start with the simplest. I like to discover new places, and here is a very new place. Would you mind telling me more about where 'here' is?"

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“Of course~!” She responded.

Hearing his statement, she only took the opportunity to glance at his clothing. ”We can say you’re a cosplayer or so.”

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"Cosplayer? Excuse me, but I'm afraid the word is lost on me. However, if the explanation would be sufficient enough as to have my attire be overlooked, than I shall adopt the moniker."

"Now then, you were just about to show me around, correct?"

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‘Oh man. It just talked and it sounded nothing like the that short punk.’

Vanitas stared at the other for a long moment, taking in what he just heard before eventually shaking his head to snap out of his confusing thoughts. The dark warrior instantly picked up that this was for sure not Dark Pit but somebody entirely else. He was beginning to think he was going crazy.

But, did the little Christmas fairy just call Dark Pit a doppelganger? That only meant one thing and that meant that…. Dark Pit had a twin?! That shocked Vanitas even more considering he had never heard of this before. Than again, Vanitas could see why. This kid was just as much of a brat as DP!

“Lovely…” His eyes narrowed, eying the other warily as his composure changed to a much more defensive stance. “…So, what brings you to my humble-laboud anyways?”

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"I'm sorry to intrude. I was merely wandering across dimensions, and wound up at this one. If you wish that I leave, I shall do so momentarily." Which was true, though he might have liked more time to look at what was here before he went. But that would be against the wishes of a native to this world, and therefore completely against his moral principles. Also, he really didn't like this guy's attitude. It reminded him too much of Black for comfort.

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Hearing that Green was busy at the moment had discouraged the blue tint in even finishing his question and getting the other to help him out. But, he knew that without Green, he was going to have a bad time. He already tried to do it himself and had unfortunately failed miserably in doing so. Green was his saving grace and last hope. He couldn’t afford to just walk away now. Especially after sneaking away. He was determined gosh darnit!

“E-ehhehe…. Well, you seeeee,” He began as he chuckled nervously, his fingers gripping tighter on the table beneath him as his wings slightly flapped anxiously. He didn’t know how to go about this and if he knew Green; he would want Blue to be frank and upfront about what he wanted to say and that deep staring intimidating look that Green was currently flashing was not making it any better in Blue wanting to say what he wanted to. Well, here he went… It was simple. The worse Green could say was no, right? Right?

This was a little hard.

“It’s simple, really! I just need you to go with me to the library and help me find a book about Skyworld’s history. You’re really good when it comes to that kind of stuff. Heck! you’re good at all kinds of stuff! Palutena needs me to find the book and do a tiny little report about it and well, you seeee…. That is why I need you’re help. Not so bad, right!?” He finally grinned as well as huffing for air considering he was talking too much and way too fast as he flashed Green his pearly whites in an attempt to butter up the forest feathers.

“So, just a smiggion of help would be awesome! Then you can go back to…” He reached over the table, hovering over it so he could get a glance at the many books that were scattered around Green in an attempt to find a title, “….er… what ever you’re doing.” He finished after failing to figure out exactly what Green was studying.So, Blue went back to what he did best— Grinning stupidly.

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Oh, yes. Blue's punishment. How could he have forgotten? He had specifically told by Palutena (and then, told repeatedly by Red) that Blue was to do the report himself, not use Green to form the entire thing. Not that he really expected Blue to ask him to write the entire thing. Now, Pit... That wouldn't have surprised him. Yellow would probably ask for help here and there, but not anything that would get him in trouble as such a thing would. And Red would never admit to needed his help, an arrangement that this angel was fine with.

But he still admired the blue-winged angel's enthusiasm, and finding an adequate book could be a challenge, even if you know what you're looking for. With that in mind, Green decided that it was okay to help. Especially if his suspicions as to the acts leading up to the punishment were the truth, something he was not yet going to assume.

"Follow me, then." As such, Green got up, careful to mark his place in the book he'd been reading, and proceeded towards a bookshelf. Just when it seemed he'd pick it, he turned to move down an aisle. And thus his movements went as he examined each shelf- not that it was needed, considering the extensive time he'd spent in there. The library itself was not well-made or well-organized, but it had a certain charm, and was certainly aesthetically pleasing. So he had learned to live with it, though he had filed the proper complaint paperwork to get the library utilize this wonderful invention he'd learned of called the Dewey decimal system.

"Here we are," He pulled down a book from the bottom of the shelf, "One book on Skyworld's history, written in plain language and organized by both time and topic. It should prove useful in the pursuit of knowledge- or of a good enough grade to alleviate your punishment."

"Of course, I must know the reason you were punished before I hand over the book."  

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Malachite Skies (@askgreenpit)

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He who is unable to live in society, or who has no need because he is sufficient for himself, must be either a beast or a god. - Aristotle

Out of all six of them, Dark Pit was the only one who was the most independent and sufficient; surviving out in the wild with no higher being to guide him but for a price. This was the price. To be able to think for himself despite its negative attributes this here was a reminder of what that source of free will came with… He was a beast.

I would gaze at their little world so unified by love but the one thing I failed to see was the most important thing and my soul so familiar to the loneliness inside glowered at the pool of sun as it collected at my feet.

A beast in their eyes; the golden one feared him, baby blue merely poked at him, the ivory hero mocked him, and now the emerald reflection belittled him. Yes, Pittoo would have admitted perhaps he did fall into this one from his negative characteristics… However, Pittoo was no Red. There was more than just arrogance. He would not allow his mouth to prove his arrogant ways; no, this was going to be played just like how he did with the bickering Gods on his last quest… Using the Truth.

“First learn the meaning of what you say, then speak. Does Verde need the advice of others to speak for himself? I don’t give a rat’s ass of what an ‘American’ is or their name sake for I do not know them personally. A person can talk all the want but words are just words only by actions can they ever be known of just exactly what kind of person they are. So rather you like it or not, I’m still gonna keep calling you Verde because that’s something I decided to give unto you an identity I can keep in my mind. So shut up and quite your complaining.”

There was a slight pulse mark as his brow slightly twitched from his nickname.. However, Pittoo had a snarky comment for that one. Verde just simply set himself up for that one,

“Well yeah, it really wasn’t my choice, ya know. Considering that at least you agree that Palutena is a moron for having such a ‘creative’ mind and way with names, correct?”

Oh how Dark Pit was simply twisting Verde’s words and using it against him. He normally could have thrown a few more insults and allow his anger to blindly build up and resort to violence but no.. He would stoop to that level. Verde in his eyes was an authoritative figure who used fancy words; words that his more simple minded doppelgangers would have spaced out on. In Pittoo’s own instinct… He wanted to defy Verde in any form but it seem a battle of wits was proper at the moment.

Now he done it… ‘flawed reflection, eh?’

Before the male could even allow his hot temper to explode he remain silent actually. What was there really to deny? It was after all.. the truth..? A smirk only crossed his features as he folded his arms across his chest,

“Sometimes those reflections stick around to just show how flawed the one staring back is..”

‘what do you do when your life’s a disaster and you’re moving faster, and it’s getting harder to breath… What do you say if someone is right but you disagree even if it’s the truth… You can’t decipher reflections from reality… but neither can I..’

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"As I've said, I refuse to be referred to as Verde, and I've for the most part avoided referring to you by that awful nickname. I would just as soon come up with my own name- Nocturne, perhaps, if I were feeling whimsical- but I may just use the one that you so despise, out of spite."

Green took a moment, as annoyance had- once again- bettered him. He must learn to be more patient, or at least he pledge as much to himself. He knew exactly what Black was doing, and though he didn't like it, it was working. But this was a battle of wits, and of all battlefields, this was the one he excelled in.

"If you insist on twisting my words, I'll allow you that, if only as you've shown no other form of argument thus far, other than simple logic; something that forms the basis of any good debate." Not that every debate was formed on logic, hence the "good" clause. "Though I do have to clarify that, though I do not consider Palutena the fount of all knowledge and creativity as the others do, I retain my loyalty despite such. She has her flaws as all do, but her virtues far outweigh her vices, or at least of what I've seen personally." He refused to use Pit's memories to form an opinion of the goddess, as he was incredibly biased.

Ah. The reflection comment was accepted, with... a vague threat? A comment as to his own flaws? Most certainly the latter, though Black's style did seem to be intimidation and twisting. He would have made a good demon, if the purpose for his creation had been realized. Not that he was fazed either way. "I'd be more worried about my flaws showing through you if you were, in fact, my own flawed reflection. But as it stands, I am an individual distinct from Pit; thus, why would his reflection's flaws unnerve or affect my own?" 

No, Red was more likely to be considered his opposite; a brutish, ignoble angel who's station was likely far below where it currently was. It helped that, under the Red-Blue-Yellow color wheel, Red and Green were opposites. And he liked Yellow and Blue too much for them to be opposites, at least in the conventional way. He might have considered magenta, as it was a more directly the opposite of green in the Red-Green-Blue color wheel, but there was no Magenta (or Pink, since, all things considered, they were considered mostly equivalent) Pit.

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"Yes it is."

"Then you have very good English for a non-native speaker."

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A orange haired guy waves at Green. "Hello"

"Hello. I don't believe we've met. Which isn't saying much, all things considered. I'm Pit. Green Pit. Call me Green, it will eliminate confusion from future encounters with my... brothers."

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Erm, I'm having a slight problem about this. [Gets a book from her pocket bag, opening it, then flipping through pages, until she stops at one part] Ah, this one. [Points at the part where she has trouble] About this recipe. If this formula were to be mixed with the fur, could the formula itself cause any trouble, if we were to export the fur's DNA?

"I see... I may need more information to answer well. What kind of fur is this, again? If this beast is mundane as opposed to magical, the formula is unlikely to react violently. But magic is likely to cause an unpredictable reaction, if this is the formula I'm thinking of, though I'm sorry to say that I can't read this handwriting as well as I might like."

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Abyss nods. "Thanks." Twi says something to Abyss in greek.

"You're welcome."

"By the way, that is excellent Greek. Is it your native tongue?"

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The light angel became half dazed and half asleep half way through the lecture. Was Green even speaking…English? He mostly didn’t understand a word the green angel was going on about. Pit was expecting a straight forward lesson, but ended up receiving a rather sophisticated lecture instead. 

His snore could be heard echoing through the empty lecture hall when Green had stopped speaking. Hearing his brother’s question, his snot bubble popped and he wiped away the drool from the corner of his mouth. The angel had a rather dazed and tired face, which seemed to irritate Green due to the fact he was not paying.

“…I’m sorry, can you run through the first part again?…In English this time?”

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If anyone asked why Green would seem annoyed around the first- and, to be accurate, the "real"- Pit, this would be one of many reasons. Green was not particularly patient, despite what one would think of a sniper; on simpler matters- a heading that contained his latest lecture, in his mind- Green could be one of the most impatient angels to ever grace skyworld.

"I'll keep it short this time: Hide your food on Earth. This is Palutena's domain, she'll find any stash of snacks you keep here. But she doesn't pay attention to snacks on Earth; especially when she's in the middle of one of her exercise tapes."

It took a moment for Green to become calm enough to consider Pit as a lifeform of higher intelligence. (For a certain degree of intelligence...) After this moment, he continued, this time in a lower voice, as he had raised it earlier.

"Personally, I plan to gather all of the fried chicken in the kitchen and store it in under a frozen lake in the mountains. It's conveniently nearby a remote hot spring, so it'll be the perfect place to relax."