Author's notes:
Calimbor: It's an annoying habit of mine to rely on dialog. It's kinda the way I think. I'm cursed with the Gazer's gift - I can see, but never discribe. It carries over into my writing. I'm trying to correct it, but it's rather difficult to put my mental images into words.
Secondly... well... meh. It's true, I inject some of this world into that world. What's the point? (Don't yell at me for saying that,just try to understand...)they don't have MAJOR roles, just either informational (minor, like that psychology thing)or amusement.I know that's bad and all, but I am NOT creating titles off the top of my head for characters to use.Lu-gi-oh was disturbing enough.
And I refuse to take my work seriously.I'm doing this for the sheer amusement of it. You want seriousness, read printed work. I'm too much a lazy bum to try too hard. :)
The critism is thankfully taken, though. I always can use some of that, my ego is big enough to rival the moon in sheer mass. :)
Wow, what a long response.
And I never did mention, this work is also my first stab at fanfiction ever. Yet I did well enough, apparently... :)
B Boi: Well, I'm watching a lot of the show right now. But since Ash has already finished with Kanto (no way I'm using him from the Kanto series, he sucked too much then), it'd be tough for me to drag him into the story. But he might just show up once.
I'm still debating it.Sometimes, he seems to be like my version of a gifted one, other times an idiot who needs to die.
:Enters Water Type into possiblities list to be dealt with later when time to write obsessivlybecomes existant:
Sinistree:Sandstone smiles weakly: Well, thanks. I'm trying. Some people apparently like the way I write, others don't.
Sanja: Psychic girl, with blood-red eyes. Her hair is a dark red. She's rather slim, and about five foot eight. She looks about 17 years old (she never talks about her age). Not that bad looking, either. She's usually dressed in a mix of red and black, and NEVER wears a dress, skirt, or anything else like that.
But when she smiles, she looks like a knockout. Of course, she rarely smiles, just glares or smirks.
And I'll admit, I'm borrowing from Psychic Academy again. Mew fans, this is kinda a knock-off of her. But not the same personality. I can't generate a personality like that very well.
Chapter Twenty-nine: Academy Welcome
Chris walked near the gym, looking around. No one seemed to care, so he slipped in.
Sabrina was waiting for him. "Punctual. That's a change. Now what can you honestly do, besides telepathy?"
Chris shrugged. "Don't honestly know. I have telepathy… but beyond that... Kani's not saying." Chris gave her a look, and she gave him a sheepish smile.
Sabrina nodded. "Kani's your Espeon, correct?" When Chris nodded, she continued "that alone is something… follow me." She walked off. Mathrara gave them a worried look, but everyone else ignored him.
Her Alakazam was waiting. "Alakazam will teleport you to the Academy. I'll follow you shortly."
Kani shook her head, and made a small cry. Chris laid a hand on her, and she teleported everyone (this time, she brought Mathrara) to the academy herself.
Sabrina shook her head at where he'd disappeared. That was strange. She'd trained Espeons before, and she'd never known one to do something like that before. It wasn't faint attack, and it wasn't teleport.
Her Alakazam shook his head too. Apparently, he had no idea either.
They disappeared.
Chris looked the room over. "Nice" It had some couches, and even a few games. Mostly chess, but that wasn't a surprise. Nor was the contemplative gloom hanging over the whole facility. "Where are we?"
(Common room. I asked her Alakazam where I should teleport us. This was what he… shut your eyes)
A flash of light cut her off. Chris, who was forewarned, had shut his eyes.
"You're just full of surprises, aren't you?"
Chris shrugged, turning to her, his eyes still shut. "What's the set up?"
Sabrina sounded somewhere between amused, and annoyed. "You can open your eyes. I don't really need to test you very much, I just need to know what's relevant."
Chris shrugged, and followed her, after slowly opening his eyes. Telepaths really didn't need to see, but it was easier to just use your eyes.
"Would you open your mind? I need to know what potential you have, and your shield blocked me last time."
(Go ahead. But I'm going to make a protection grid around him. Just so you don't slip up and hurt him.)
Sabrina didn't react beyond nodding. Chris waited for Kani to nod, and unlocked most of his mind.
He still kept a strong shield on memory. He didn't know why, but something was telling him that letting someone fully probe it was a bad idea.
After a while, Sabrina nodded. "You can restore that mind wall now."
Chris nodded, and restored his barriers enshrouding his mind. "Well?"
She seemed a bit disturbed. "You have an ability I've never encountered before. I have no clue as to what it is… and neither does Alakazam." She gave a cool look to her Alakazam, and then sighed. "He's been hiding something from me. Something about you."
Alakazam looked away, then gave Chris a secret smile. Chris returned it, even though Sabrina caught the exchange. Chris gave her a shrug, then said softly, "where am I supposed to crash?"
Kani coughed, and then walked out. Chris shrugged again, and followed her.
Sabrina continued to glare at her Alakazam. "Are you going to tell me, or not?"
(No. And I will fight you if you try to force the answer from his mind. As will everyone else.)
"Useless…"
The room wasn't much – just a bed, some empty space, and a small closet.
Better than home, though.
Chris glared, as a red haired girl walked in. "What?"
"I heard you got in here without much trouble."
"So?"
"I want to know what you can do. Your shield's too strong for me to penetrate. Why are you here? You don't seem to need any lessons!"
Chris sighed, and closed his eyes again. "Hm… Sanja, right?"
She gasped. "But… I didn't… not even Sabrina could've done that without me noticing…"
Chris snorted. "That's the thing. I haven't been taught traditionally. I can't levitate a fucking poke-ball, even if I wanted. So while I can do stuff you think is awesome… I can't do the typical things."
She looked him over, then shook her head. "Not all of us have telekinesis."
Chris nodded. "Yea, I know. Still would be cool, though." Of all the psychic abilities, that was one that got the most respect. Being a telepath got you a bit of fear – people were afraid you would fiddle in your mind, and mess with them.
Chris blinked. Kani must have given him that, he hadn't figured on people being afraid of his abilities.
She rolled her eyes. "Who're you?"
"Chris."
She sighed. "You're lucky, you know? You impressed the hell out of Sabrina. You've already got a lot of training. You've even got a psychic type who loves you. I don't have anyone. They all call me a freak." She looked pissed, and about ready to cry at the same time.
Chris sighed. "Before… I was the same way. Alcoholic mother, crappy job… all I had was a Eevee that cared for me. But… you're not a freak."
"Who else has red eyes and red hair? I'm a berserker… who likes a freak like that? Almost all of them eventually self destruct… so I'm going to…"
Chris sighed, and opened a portion of his mind. She fell silent quickly, once she went inside of it. Mind to mind was one thing, but for something that assured another psychic that you weren't lying…
"You… think… that?"
Chris nodded. "Yea. You really can't lie to yourself."
She blushed, and walked out. Just before she was fully out, she said softly (Chris could barely hear it), "thanks."
(WHAT DID YOU SHOW HER?)
"Nothing much. Just that she was cute in the eyes of a guy. And how I thought she wasn't a freak. Jeez, relax. I'm just trying to make her feel better."
Anekiro looked about ready to say something, but he suddenly fell silent. Chris gave him a questioning look, and Anekiro shook his head helplessly.
Author's skit of amusement:
:Sandstone runs his hands through his hair: I'm slipping. Horribly. Damn writer's block.
Kani: Just relax. You posted, after all.
Sandstone: Day late, and I didn't have a reason.
:Kani rolls her eyes: Ignore him, he was occupied all Thursday. He didn't even get home until 8:00, and was up all night stressing, trying to type this up. School graduation crap has been keeping him busy, and he's trying to finish up another fanfic for publishing. The one he's been hinting at occasionally.
Sandstone: Kani, why do you have to do that?
Kani: Because I know everything.
:Sanstone sighes, rolling his eyes tiredly: I knew I should have given you a Blunt counterpart.
:Kani glares at him, then hisses: Never MENTION Blunt again.He drove EVERYONE mad, even the other RPers. How do you do crazy people so well - especially the INSANE PART?
Sandstone: Well, it's partially your fault.
Kani: Not funny.I didn't exist then.Blame Shooter.Or Luin.
Sandstone: Uh, Luin's in this story. Changed, but in it...
:Kani's eyes widen, and she looks at him in shock: I thought you were only having him in the other one!
Sandstone: I changed my mind. Chris pops up once in the story, might as well give Luin's part of the story in this, since the events occur at the same time. Besides, then I might get more interest from this group of readers. Well, the ones that have played both games, anyway...
:Kani shakes her head in disgust, and walks back into the plot:
:Sandstone watches her go, then shakes his head: Well, now you know. 'Cause it's... I'm not breaking copyright. You get the idea.
