#rex vulcan

[hexados-on-a-string]

helios: do you think drago saw me do that? i bet you he saw it and he was soooo jealous and intimidated and blah blah blah drago blah blah power blah

vulcan:

[senotsuri]

Gus knew he'd get arrested. Well, punished for treason somehow, more accurately. How he wasn't dead was beyond him.

So he sat, and sulked. His loyalty got ahead of him, he realised in a sigh. He looked out into the corridor his cell was connected to, spotting no guards (odd). He did, however, spot a cat.

Ah, the cat. Gus felt a smile creep up on him. The cat was allowed to go where ever it could squeeze into, other than the delicate machinery, if Gus remembered his time in the palace, before the resistance made a mess, completely correctly.

The king liked it, regardless of the royal requirement to appear as if you liked the animal on the royal coat of arms, so he guessed that's were the special privileges came from.

Either that, or they came from the fact that it was a cat, not a vestal... Even if the black furred thing kept on wrecking havoc where it could.

It especially liked wrecking havoc on the BT System; it had to be fixed too many times to count because of the cat deciding that it needed to be ruined to be to its liking. Either that, or it understood what the BT System was for, and if it did, then its intelligence had to be called into question.

It seemed so free. Free... Freedom. Gus needed to get free. He sat back onto the cusionless bed, and let his mind run wild with ideas.

If someone else with a bakugan started a battle with him, he could go free; they'd both break free.

His thoughts came to a crashing stop as a trill reached his ears. Gus looked over. The cat. The ever tired looking cat.

The cat pulled the door open, and trotted in. Gus froze in confusion, until the feel of claws on his leg caught his attention.

The cat trotted out, stood still, and turned to look. It turned around and trotted back over. Gus realised dimly, that the cat wanted him to follow them, as it pawed and trilled at him.

Gus, keeping a relaxed facade, followed. A few paces away, the cat unlocked Hydron's cell. Inwardly, Gus had no idea what was going on.

The cat trilled again, and led Gus outside, purring as it went.

"Why us?" Vulcan quietly asked, "was it bored or did it want us to be free?"

"I don't know," Gus sighed, leaning down to pat the cat, only to be met with the surface texture of a bakugan's ballform. A ventus bakugan, if he had to guess.

Gus retracted his hand, finding that he'd taken the bakugan with him. He was correct; it was ventus. The cat sat down and cleaned its paw, tails curling neatly around it like a nest. Gus nearly dropped the bakugan when it opened.

"Hello Vulcan, Gus."

"Ingram? The Resistance's Ingram?!" Vulcan yelled in a hushed tone, losing his mind.

"One in the same," Ingram laughed, "He thought it was weird that you weren't with Helios and, to a greater extent, Spectra."

Gus flushed embarrassedly, "I got reckless and got arrested for i-- Wait..." Gus blanked, "If you're here, then Shun--"

"Mrrp?"

"He's here," Ingram giggled, "it's just he and his cat share me between them. He's using a mechanical made to look like me right now, commissioned from a vestal scientist."

He was lying by omission. The robot wasn't being used by Shun. Shun was, truthfully, in front of Gus, in plain sight.

He supposed humans looked too different from cats for current Shun to be seen as the same Shun that Gus was ripped to pieces by in their first battle.

"Th... The cat can brawl?"

"It brawled using Skyress three years ago." Ingram deadpanned, feeling that it'd be cruel to laugh at Gus' confusion any longer.

"Come on, we need to leave before they catch us. Spectra's on the Resistance's side; we're all fighting for our survival here, alien race notwithstanding." Ingram urged, as Gus' body locked up in a daze, like a computer bluescreening. Ingram disappeared into the cat's fluff.

He needed to ask Shun about it when he next came across him- he'd know what was wrong with the cat, surely, and why its intelligence rivalled his.

[princehydronn]

Vulcan protecting Gus