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Wallace! What was that Ghetsis thing all about? Were you just trying to upset me or something?
Ahh, so you have heard...
Yes, Cheren, dear boy, I seem to have been the highest bidder for the lovely opportunity to take you on a night on the town. I'd ask you how you feel about that, but it's not important.
Now, allow me to be a gracious host. If you could choose any restaurant in Unova, where would you prefer to dine?
passionnedeau replied to your post: What a dreadful season this has been. If I recall...
I donât think that will help very much. Your soul is as cold and black as space.
If I can recall correctly, the darkness of my supposed "soul" has no effect on the state of my body. Unless you can attest to being cold as well, considering your... colorful personality.
What a long day.
The boyâs reaction to the taunt was typical; strong words accompanied by body language that radiated concern and intimidation. Ghetsis enjoyed it more than the truth. How endearing it was, young Cheren squirming below him while still trying to muster up the strength to speak.
âObsessed is a strong word. I merely see it as an enjoyable past-time. You are certainly not worth as much of my time as Touya ever was⊠how arrogant of you to even assume that I have any concern about you. You never came close to his accomplishments, did you, boy?â
Cheren cleared his throat and cocked his head to one side, lifting narrowed eyes to Ghetsisâ with a little more confidence than before. It was an advantage, he realised, that Ghetsis really didnât have any concern about him - surely the man couldnât have realised that Cherenâs lack of accomplishment was the least of his worries at the moment.
Nevertheless, he wished heâd go away. Being around Ghetsis brought back all kinds of uneasy memories, and the longer Cheren looked up into that cold, cruel face, the weaker and more unstable he felt.
âNo, I didnât,â he said, indifferently, wearily. âCanât you go amuse yourself some other way? I donât have the energy for this right now.â
"Are you getting enough sleep, Cheren dear? You do look rather weathered..."
Attempting to further his discomfort, Ghetsis ran the back of his hand down Cheren's cheek, his red eyes narrowing slightly. The boy's own were much less lively than they often were, surrounded by dark circles. He was curious if it was simply too much training or something much more troubling.
A large part of him hoped for the latter.
What a dreadful season this has been. If I recall correctly, the beginning of spring was days ago, yet the castle is a frigid as the winter nights. My grunts are still catching colds.
Remind me to recruit more members with fire pokemon...
What a long day.
âDo send him my well-wishes, of course. Tell him I think of him often and miss his company. My corridors have seemed so empty without him by my side.â
Ghetsis paused for a moment and smirked.
âAhh yes, and do ask him if he thinks of me when you two make love.â
Cheren curled his lip and averted his gaze almost involuntarily, shuddering. He knew the questions were intended to torment him and not Touya in any case, but in light of recent events - in light of the Touya he knew having disappeared altogether, driven out of existence by Ghetsisâ torture - the taunt seemed particularly disturbing.
âDisgusting.â
âYouâre so arrogant. You think youâve broken Touya - you think youâve broken both of us⊠Iâd advise you not to flatter yourself. Touyaâs doing just fine, and nothing you could ever do would break him. Youâre obsessed.â The word stuck in his throat. He swallowed hard. âItâs pathetic.â
The boy's reaction to the taunt was typical; strong words accompanied by body language that radiated concern and intimidation. Ghetsis enjoyed it more than the truth. How endearing it was, young Cheren squirming below him while still trying to muster up the strength to speak.
"Obsessed is a strong word. I merely see it as an enjoyable past-time. You are certainly not worth as much of my time as Touya ever was... how arrogant of you to even assume that I have any concern about you. You never came close to his accomplishments, did you, boy?"
What a long day.
âMy my, Cheren. You know working too hard is bad for your health. Did your mother not teach you to take things slowly? We wouldnât want you catching a coldâŠâ
âBy the way, how is Touya?â
[ jumps, then scowls up into Ghetsisâ face ]
What do you want? Heâs⊠heâs fine, no thanks to you.
âWhat do I want? Ohh, nothing more than a simple, friendly conversation. Iâm just curious how Touya and you are faring. Would you be so kind as to deliver a message to him for me?â
What message? [ wrinkles his nose, ready to be disgusted ]
"Do send him my well-wishes, of course. Tell him I think of him often and miss his company. My corridors have seemed so empty without him by my side."
Ghetsis paused for a moment and smirked.
"Ahh yes, and do ask him if he thinks of me when you two make love."
What a long day.
âMy my, Cheren. You know working too hard is bad for your health. Did your mother not teach you to take things slowly? We wouldnât want you catching a coldâŠâ
âBy the way, how is Touya?â
[ jumps, then scowls up into Ghetsisâ face ]
What do you want? Heâs⊠heâs fine, no thanks to you.
"What do I want? Ohh, nothing more than a simple, friendly conversation. I'm just curious how Touya and you are faring. Would you be so kind as to deliver a message to him for me?"
What a long day.
I feel like I could fall asleep standing up.
"My my, Cheren. You know working too hard is bad for your health. Did your mother not teach you to take things slowly? We wouldn't want you catching a cold..."
"By the way, how is Touya?"
I despise the winter. It is much too cold and the maids do a poor job of keeping the fireplaces lit. Seems as though a decent worker is hard to come by these days. Honestly, I pay these fools enough.
Zinzolin does not seem to mind it much, though I'm beginning to wonder about the status of his mental health. He has become uncharacteristically masochistic.
toxicriffs said: Tch. How annoying. I heard Team Plasma was gone for good, but I guess you just canât trust the news anymore.
Quite the contrary, dear. I have no plans of ceasing this organization any time soon, I assure you. There is little you miserable trainers can do about that, I'm afraid.
...Aren't you a little young to be training pokemon?
âAhh, fiesty as always, I see. I admire that about you. Youâve got enough conviction not to roll over when prodded. That boy Cheren put on a similar mask, but his was far from genuine. Touya, as well. He was the easiest to crackâŠâ
Ghetsis paused from his ramblings to cock a smile at the mention of the trainerâs name.
âIf only my son were the same as you. He is far too warped to stand on his own two feet anymore.â
Touko glared at the man across from her, of all the luck to run into him. At least the boys werenât here- She wanted to keep them as far away from him as possible if what N had told her was true, and she had no doubts it was. âYou sick freak! What you did to my friends is unforgivable you son of a bitch!â She was trembling with anger at this point, ready to run at him and try to attack him, but knew that he could probably overpower her.
She let out a growl at his smile. âN is not warped you sick freak. You raised him badly, you are the one to blame. N is perfectly fine, much better now that heâs away from you!â
The way she was trembling was slightly amusing to the man. Her words had no power to sway him; he fought it almost endearing that she was getting so worked up. Sighing condescendingly, Ghetsis shrugged his shoulders.
"Unforgivable, perhaps, but there is no use crying over what has been already done, yes? And I would be wary of my son if I were you. He may seem 'perfectly fine,' but there's definitely a monster lurking inside him."
Iâm hurt to hear you say such things! Did your mother teach you an ounce of manners? She must be so ashamed to have raised such a rude little boyâŠ
I feel as though it is my duty to stay here in this lovely region to check up on those few individuals I care so much for. I was so worried about your well-being, dear Cheren⊠but to be called such horrible namesâŠ!
[ Cheren ignores Ghetsisâ heckling, unmoved. All he can do is stare at the man coldly, eyes filled with hatred. ] You neednât bother. Everything is progressing for me just as it ought, in spite of your best efforts to ruin it, and the same goes for Touya and N. Your interference is entirely unnecessary.
Bad things will come to you if you keep on hanging around here, Ghetsis. Where are you hiding out these days, incidentally?
Very well, then.
Why would you like to know where I am, hmm, Cheren? Are you planning on coming for a visit? I would love that, you know...
Touko, my dear child! It has been such a long time! You seem to be filling out nicely. Puberty has been kind to you, it seems. What have you been up to during such a long break from meddling where you have no business?
âNot long enough it seems.â She bristled at his comment, an involuntary hiss coming from her mouth. âI donât know Ghetsis, I seem to remember my meddling helping a bunch of people. The fact it worked against you was simply an added bonus.â
"Ahh, fiesty as always, I see. I admire that about you. You've got enough conviction not to roll over when prodded. That boy Cheren put on a similar mask, but his was far from genuine. Touya, as well. He was the easiest to crack..."
Ghetsis paused from his ramblings to cock a smile at the mention of the trainer's name.
"If only my son were the same as you. He is far too warped to stand on his own two feet anymore."
what-a-bother said: What a terrible shame to hear your voice again, I was hoping youâd crawled off somewhere and died.
[ Ghetsis chuckled softly. ]
My, my, if it isnât one of my favorite acquaintances. I see youâve gotten rid of your glasses; is that because you were tired of me breaking them during your âheroicâ little cherades?
Donât flatter yourself.
Why do you keep on coming back here? It should be obvious to you that there is nothing left for you but failure. You just look pathetic.
I'm hurt to hear you say such things! Did your mother teach you an ounce of manners? She must be so ashamed to have raised such a rude little boy...
I feel as though it is my duty to stay here in this lovely region to check up on those few individuals I care so much for. I was so worried about your well-being, dear Cheren... but to be called such horrible names...!
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[Toukoâ hackles go up at the sight of the man.] You son of a bitch. Here I was hoping Iâd never have to see your ugly face again.
Touko, my dear child! It has been such a long time! You seem to be filling out nicely. Puberty has been kind to you, it seems. What have you been up to during such a long break from meddling where you have no business?
what-a-bother said: What a terrible shame to hear your voice again, I was hoping youâd crawled off somewhere and died.
[ Ghetsis chuckled softly. ]
My, my, if it isn't one of my favorite acquaintances. I see you've gotten rid of your glasses; is that because you were tired of me breaking them during your "heroic" little cherades?
rightful-king replied to your post: Hmm⊠I have not heard your shrill voice in quite some time. Still managing to keep yourself alive?
How -kind- of you to bring that little incident up. I require a cane now; it left quite a bit of nerve damage. Such a lovely thing it is, having an ugly reminder of my failure to raise a perfect son.
Ah, I almost forgot about the damage done to your leg! How sad.
Well, I canât say I pity you. But it is rather⊠touching, to know that youâre thinking of me. So, is there something you want? Or were you only hoping to hear of my death?
Ohh, your pity is so graciously appreciated.
No, no, the news that you are still alive is acceptable. I must say I was more than half-hoping you would have ended yourself by now, but... wandering aimlessly with that small inkling in the back of your mind that you've become a monster is plenty satisfying. I hope your dreams are filled with the pleasantest of memories.
