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571. sabotage: to deliberately obstruct or destroy

Pidgeot did some tricky maneuvers to drop him off right outside the cave entrance, and he almost stumbled into the sea inlet from momentum. A rock saved him by tripping him and having him fall before he had the chance to run into the sea. He acquainted himself with the ground, and slowly sat up, nursing a couple scratches. Already, his plan was being sabotaged by... the geography. Ok, maybe he shouldn't have been so paranoid about fanboys and should have landed in the city instead of on the tiny land strip outside the cave.

572. urbane: sophisticated

Green prided himself on being urbane in most social situations - situations involving people he needed to impress. He did not need to impress golbats. So he abandoned any semblance of dignity and strapped two flashlights to his backpack straps (he could clearly imagine laughter; "those headlights though"), and proceeded to storm into the cave. The worst thing he could do was sneak up on Mewtwo and startle the creature.

573. livid: extremely angry; discolored, as from a bruise; pale, ashen

Green startled some wild pokemon, but Umbreon was able to ward off even the most livid pokemon. They hissed at the lights, and Green acceded and turned off one flashlight, and put the other in his hand. The flashlights were piercingly bright, and on the second floor, the rays ricocheted and bounced between crystals, effectively forming a whole bubble of light wherever he pointed the light. As he navigated the maze of crystals, his thoughts seemed to slow down, and his sense of time became warped in traversing the darkness.

At last, he reached the end of the second floor maze and climbed the ladders that eventually led him to the underground floor; as his foot left the last rung on the ladder and touched the ground, Mewtwo's telepathic voice rang in his ears.

"Why are you here again?"

574. misogyny: hatred of women

Green looked around but couldn't see the pokemon. He tentatively called out. "I, uh, came to say hang out...?"

And silence. After affirming that Mewtwo wasn't going to respond any time soon, Green continued walking forward. Mewtwo wasn't at his usual spot, but Umbreon led him down the set of stairs and found the pokemon staring into the water. Umbreon walked over, but Mewtwo pushed her back with a psychic hand.

"I do not like females."

Green furrowed his eyebrows. He didn't swing for girls, but he wasn't some kind of misogynist. What, was Mewtwo having problems with sexual identity?

575. droll: amusing in an odd or wry way

"How very droll. I am quite certainly male; the human who implanted his DNA in me was a male. However, I was not created to have reproductive organs, and I thus do not feel attraction to the opposite sex."

Green grimaced. Ah, mind reading. "It's ok if you don't like girls, but that doesn't give you the right to hate them."

576. corpulent: very fat; obese

Mewtwo paused. "...several female researchers promised me freedom. Perhaps it was some twisted maternal instinct to take me out of my imprisonment, but they never fulfilled their promises." The psychic dipped his tail in the water and watched the ripples spread on the deathly still surface. "At least the males told me what would happen. They told me exactly how I'd be tortured. They didn't lie." Mewtwo flicked the water across the surface. "Females are kind. Foolishly so. They gave me a reason to live - I was that desperate for their love." He lifted his tail out of the water and turned to face Green, his eyes blank. "They died first in the explosion. Too weak."

Green was at a loss for words. How did one respond to such dark emotions? "...Do you remember them? Their faces?"

"They were the first things I saw when I opened my eyes. Of course I remember." Mewtwo turned away. "One was thin. Old and thin and too kind. The other was... corpulent. Too loving. The rest were males."

577. resolve: to make a firm decision; to find a solution to

Asking questions was like walking on eggshells; Green had no clue when Mewtwo would kick him out for being nosy. "...Why did you love them?"

"I was alone. They were there." Mewtwo spoke no more, and Green settled for sitting down on the cave floor a good distance away to wait for more. Umbreon curled up on his lap and watched Mewtwo. Green waited at least ten minutes before Mewtwo spoke again. "Why do you care?"

Green shrugged. "Just wanted to see how you're doing. Not well, apparently."

Mewtwo stared at him. "I am doing fine. I have resolved to forgive and forget, and although isolation proves ineffective, as you and that girl still come, it allows me time to think."

578. acute: sharp; clever; severe

"You've been thinking for an awful long time."

"...I have yet to discover my answer. My way. Why I live."

"...Who's the girl? Thought you didn't trust girls." Green had, quite acutely, picked up that small comment about there being another visitor.

"Bianca."

Green tried to put a face to the name - a certain Unovan blond assistant researcher popped up. "Blond girl, green eyes and red glasses? Kind of ditzy?"

"No. Dit-see," Mewtwo frowned as he tried to enunciate the word, "or scatter-brained, yes. Bianca is a redhead."

579. ponderous: clumsy and heavy; boring and labored

"Hmm." Green dug into his backpack and checked his phone to see whether or not he had signal. Hanging out with the strongest psychic pokemon was less... stressful than he'd imagined. Mewtwo was a touch taciturn and a bit of a people-hater, but had decent manners. He squinted at his phone's overwhelmingly bright screen, and saw zero bars.

"You are strange."

Green looked up. "Uh, ok." Mewtwo was now experimentally walking on water, probably skillfully manipulating dense balls of psychic energy to form stepping stones. Although it should have been an incredibly hard and ponderous process, the pokemon looked totally at ease. Strange? Speak for yourself?

"Red is a good human."

580. accord: agreement

"Mhm." Green nodded in accord before even beginning to comprehend the implications. "Wait, why're you bringing up Red?"

"He appears in many of your treasured, high priority memories as well as in your desires. I presume you have interest in him."

"...You can see things that easily? Like, I don't even have to be thinking about what you want to see, and you can just dig it up yourself?"

"Child's play."

Green watched Mewtwo gracefully tiptoe across the water surface, and then squat down and dip his hand in the water. Mewtwo's powers were probably unfathomable in energy measures. "Uh-huh."