My Panthers Is Named Panther
Nobody noticed Grimmjow standing in the doorway, except for Szayel, who turned his head after being slugged in the face by a very angry pacifist. He then noticed, through a black eye, and half broken glasses. the little being that was standing next to him. Even though the scientist face, was painfully contorted ,and he wished for nothing more, but to eat one of his frasions to heal himself. He sauntered over to Grimmjow, and picked up the little cat by one of its hind legs, and dangled it front of him, so he could examine it. Hmmm... Black, spotted, feline. This is a fine specimen of a Black Panther, Szayel used language that Grimmjow could understand. He would probally just stare stupidly at him, if he had just told him the scientific name of this creature. Just where did you get it from, and can experiment on it. Its been a long time since I've had anything living to experiment on. Panthera was was now hissing,slashing And twisting in his grasp. Grimmjow Imediently snatched him away, and gave a sound No! His name is Panthera, and you may not do any experimenting on him, of any kind. Szayel started to laugh hysterically. You named your Panther, Panther. Ha ha ha... whats his last name, Pardus.
Huh. was Grimmjows only reply.
Hey it was not his fault he did not understand Latin.
And that it was the scientific name that was listed on his cage.
He just thought it sounded cool.
I found... um..erm.. stole him from a pet store in the human world, they were using him to exploit money, from ungrateful
humans who only cared about his cuteness. Not about how awesome, fantastic and amazing he is.
I see, Szayel said. So what are you going to do with him.
Well, Grimmjow said, I am going to keep him. However there is something I must talk to you about, and you must promise hear me out. After all I came to you, as the one and only logical person to help me with this.
Szayel looked at him, quizzically,
as they walked back to his lab
Can people learn to speak with their minds.
He then, looked at him strangely. Why? was his response.
I can speak to Panthera, and he can speak to me, but I figured this is only due to the fact that I am part Panther
and it is in his, and my nature.
Is it possible to teach the others, because he told me he is unhappy with only having one person to talk to, and there is no other of his kind here. He said that he is lonely.
Szayel thought for a moment, The transfer of thoughts and emotions. Through shared electric impulses between two minds. This is Telepathy.
It has been theorised that one can achieve this through vigorous meditation and relaxation techniques. But one must first believe that they can do it. It cannot be done half heartily,
and it is not easy. It is said that most never realize the full potential of their minds, because they refuse to believe that such a thing, as this exists.
Show me how you do it?
He placed Panthera in front of him, then he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, then he opened them again, but it was like he wasn't really seeing at all. He stared blankly at the little panther, like he was looking right though him.
Panthera, then stood up, padded over to the scientists lab table, and gently picked up a rag, that was sitting among all the various test tubes and scientific equipment.
Szayel, then, reached down, and took the rag from his tiny mouth. Astounded, he had never such oneness of communication.
He wished to know more, and he was intrigued to find out. how many of the inhabitants of this palace would be able to master this difficult endeavor or even believe it possible to achieve.
Szayel, knew as a scientist that all things are possible, even the most impossible tasks can be reasoned through and figured out.
He was going to enjoy watching this.
