Peace and Quiet [OPEN]

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Mewtwo had been searching for somewhere less busy, and he found it in the form of the city. It was more open and somewhat cooler, but the most important thing was that there were fewer people. There were some, true, but it wasn't as much of a big rush of strange beings as there was in the main living area.

He could think here.

Probably his biggest concern was checking that his powers were still working properly. There was something... off. He had to figure out what it was.

The catlike creature could be found on a grassy hill, floating with eyes closed just above its crest. His legs and arms were folded up almost in a fetal position, his tail swishing slowly back and forth behind him. As he meditated, he was focusing on the grass below. If someone stopped to watch, they might notice he was slowly flattening out all of the blades of grass on the hill a handful at a time from the center down.

It was something to do while he thought, and it was a test for his precision to see how badly it had been damaged.

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Mewtwo continued to delicately push the grass blades down a bit at a time. It was a careful exercise, leaning them so they were not permanently bent. He had to keep track of the delicate balance between his own force and the strength of the blades in order to not break them.

There was a... well, something alive at the edge of his sensory range. Probably human. Probably. He continued to press grass, expecting them to leave. When they did not, he paused.

< I can see you, > he said, voice touching Tim's mind not unlike Stacy's did. The clone's eyes remained shut, though there was perhaps some tension in his face as he divided himself between holding the grass and speech.

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Tim was somewhat surprised, at first, for it to begin speaking in his mind-- but only for a moment. He'd experienced that kind of oddity before, especially here on the ship with 'Stacy' watching over them. It was her kind of thing to do, after all.

"Sorry," Tim said curtly, but he didn't really move-- it was interesting. He could sort of see that it was acting delicately, and asked outright, "Training?"