From: Shimarisu <shimarisu@my-deja.com> Subject: [PW!] An Encounter in Mt Moon Date: Tuesday, August 10, 1999 7:16 AM At last... another Murasaki and Kiniro story! An Encounter in Mt Moon ----------------------- It was another dreary day. The morning had passed slowly deep within the caverns of Mt Moon. It seemed that all there was to do was look at the scenery, which consisted of nothing but rocks and stalactites, the sculptures of eons of water residues that had eroded the walls with the passage of time. And time itself seemed deadened, it had slowed to a crawl, and the light was that of twilight. Murasaki would have been depressed, but the only emotion she was aware of at that time was frustration, frustration at being trapped in the endless caverns. She would have never admitted it, but she had succumbed to a suffocating case of clastrophobia. All she knew was that it was time to eat, she felt hungry and so she had sat down to lunch with only one lamp to illuminine the scene. But Murasaki was used to the dark, and could see almost perfectly unless it grew pitch-black. Her pokemon were both asleep, the long trek to Mt Moon had worn them out. Kiniro was not with her - she didn't like eating in company so she'd instructed him to get out of her way for a while. He'd been glad to, as he was in need of a wash and earlier he had located a mountain stream within the caverns. She and Kiniro had travelled to Mt. Moon after getting the strange assignment - Kiniro had wanted to search for moonstones. He'd figured that the boss would be pleased with them if they covertly started mining the as yet unclaimed areas of the caverns and came back with nuggets of the rare, mysterious metal. Of course, it was totally illegal to mine without a license. And that was precisely the point. So Kiniro had got hold of transport to take them to the mountain. He'd had to steal a car, he would have asked Mondo for loan of his jeep but Mondo had given it to Jessie. According to him that is.... Jessie was denying all knowledge. It was a bit of a mess, and Mondo was in deep trouble. When Jessie said she didn't take the jeep, he'd naturally said that he didn't give her after all - and had taken all the blame. What an idiot.... Right now though, Murasaki was alone, which was a good feeling. But she would not be alone for long, as it soon transpired. She heard the footsteps long before she saw him, but it seemed that Kiniro was coming back - those were the sound of his boots after all. She pretended not to care about the situation, but of course she was seething. And as the figure of Kiniro emerged from the shadows, she didn't look right at him at first. Instead she watched him out of the corner of one eye. "Hi." said Kiniro. Murasaki gave him the filthiest, most evil look she could possibly muster - while still eating the Rokeben. Which was difficult. Rokeben tasted awfully good, and had a strange property - it put agents in a great mood, and boosted their morale to an infinite degree. Still, it couldn't faze Murasaki. She did not respond to Kiniro. She was angry, and the very fact that she was angry and had displayed her emotions to the other agent once again made her even angrier. She had told him to stay away! "What's my name again?" asked Kiniro. That was too much. If he wanted psychological warfare, he wasn't going get it. Murasaki would not display any of her psyche to another human, least of all this one. It was a vicious circle, she actually got on with Kiniro, but hated the fact that she could tolerate him. As a result she didn't tolerate him - or rather she did but she certainly wasn't going to admit it. And that made her angry. No, she wasn't angry... human emotions were weaknesses. What was it about Kiniro that affected her in this way? "Go away." She told him. Her favourite words... "What's my name? I forgot" said Kiniro again. What was he playing at? This was not like Kiniro. He was usually sophisticated, for a human. No he was acting somewhat.... What was the word? Unhinged. "Your stupid name," she stated "Is Kiniro. Now go away. If you come near me again while I'm eating, washing or getting changed, this 'partnership' of yours is off." "Oh." said Kiniro dumbly. Then he laughed. It was the laugh of a raving psychopath. It was not the laugh of a laid back Rocket agent who really didn't give a damn about anything. "Why's my name Kiniro?" he asked, after getting his breath back. "That's like gold... like gold coloured right? Look at this." He indicated the jet black outfit he was wearing. He tugged at his jet-black hair. "I'm some kind of goth, right? Kiniro... oh that's priceless. I must have a great sense of irony." Murasaki didn't waste any time. She got up, strode right up to Kiniro, and grabbed him by his shirt. "Get some water." She told him. "Get plenty of water, swallow it down, and make yourself sick. And don't go eating mushrooms again. Some of them are poisonous." She stopped, and realised what she'd just done. She let him go, and stalked back to her original position, where she'd left the Rokeben. "Like I care!" she shouted after Kiniro, who was by now walking off into the darkness. "I don't give a damn about you or anybody. You can die and go to hell for all I care!" . . . . . . . . . . . . Nisemon was pleased. Duping humans was just too easy. In the old days, while starting out this little reign of terror, Nisemon had done the absolute utmost to avoid suspicion. But it soon became apparent that it wasn't necessary to even bother. "Hi." said nise-Kiniro to himself. "What's my name again? Oh Nisemon, you're priceless!" Nisemon stopped walking after getting some way away from the scary Rocket female who'd had her mind well and truly destroyed by that last little ruse. But her apparance had already been taken in, and had been logged in the Ditto's mind along with a lot of other entries. Now Nisemon was going back to finish the job. As the fake Kiniro, he'd return to the place where he'd got the clothes from, where he'd seen the real Kiniro washing himself in an underground stream. Nisemon had at that point taken on the form of a rare Pokemon, a Clefable. Just to see if the Rocket agent would chase after a pokemon while naked - that would have been funny. Strangely enough, the Rocket had just frowned oddly when he saw the Clefable walk up to his clothes and wave at him in a coquettish fashion. When the Clefable stole his clothes and ran off, that's when he'd shouted. But he still hadn't done anything. That was just too laid back for a human. So now Nisemon wanted to make sure he'd never be laid back again. . . . . . . . . . .. . . . . Kiniro was by now wondering what a Clefable would want with a black Team Rocket outfit. He'd got dressed again, fortunately he had his jeans and T-shirt to change into. He didn't like it, but that was just how it was going to have to be. So instead of sitting about wondering about that Clefable, he got back to scanning the rocks. He certainly wasn't going to return to where Murasaki was for a good hour, she needed plenty of time to finish her food and calm down. But right at that moment, he heard a sound behind him, the sound of footsteps. He turned around swiftly, in apprehension of what could quite possibly be danger. The person standing there, in front of him now, was Murasaki. But something was very odd. Murasaki was wearing a light coloured Team Rocket uniform, not a black one. She also seemed to be carrying a black outfit - hers he assumed. But the most bizarre thing about this image was the fact that Murasaki was smiling. She was smiling very pleasantly - and at him rather than her pokemon. Indeed, her pokemon weren't even with her. What was going on? "Hi!" said Nisemon, as Murasaki, though beaming like a ditzy cheerleader. "Did you miss me? I sure missed you." "What the hell?" Kiniro was more surprised than he'd ever been in his life. "I said I missed you, Kiniro. Did you get changed? You sure look cute in those jeans." She smiled flirtatiously. Kiniro felt totally confused. He didn't know what to say to her. He certainly didn't know what to do. He just stood there and stared, for what seemed a very long time. What in the name of sanity was going on? - TBC? (sorry to do this to your chara, Insanellama) - Shimarisu Sent via Deja.com http://www.deja.com/ Share what you know. Learn what you don't.