Hello there and thank you so much for either accepting my request or even adding me yourself, my name is Astrid and it's very nice to meet you. I originally started out my character as a sailor moon of but have expanded her storyline thus have many ideas, willing to fit in her into any verse and work out my stories for her. I am a multi-para-novella writer and I believe in quality over quantity really here to have fun and write, both I and my character are friendly until given reason not to be. I am a little slow with responding back at times due to work so if you ever want my discord to feel free to ask, always writing and posting samples here.
Seriously though I hope to become very good friends not really good at the whole greetings thing but want to break the ice, hope to hear back from you so we can start writing wonderful stories together, or even simply chatting is also alright with me!
[Salutations friend~ I truly apologise on the late reply. I have been trying very hard to keep up and provide adiqute story information for my account, all the while living a normal human life outside the internet. The task is, well- busy. None the less, I will always reply, I promise. As for who added who, at this very moemnt, I am unsure, heh~ but I thank you or you're welcome. I am horriable at cards but I like your mischief, hehe. So, how are you doing today?]
Saliska is a lab experiment designed to be a high dollar assassin, genetically modified to kill, and brainwashed into thinking these actions made her a hero, that she had to do it to better man kind, and she suffered the pains of the modifications to become one. She is a little delusional herself but for other reasons. We could have Saliska be being sent to kill him as his actions have threatened the wealthy and governmental sources that control her. I could put Saliska as a 20 or so year old, having the first escape attempt from the lab being a failure and resulting in more conditioning. This could lead to a action story as they fight, and maybe an epic adventure, drama story if he can convince her to join him instead. Taking down the labs, and government entities would no doubt help him in his own mission.
"Sounds to me you're being the stubborn one here... And pretty defensive. The both of you. I was not dismissing whatever you've been through, because I've been through a lot myself. Hell, I'm still learning to this day, but one thing will never change: My role to protect those I can, even knowing I cannot protect everyone. I know that well enough now at least, and that includes both other Pokemon and human. It's the thought of being part of such a wretched group is what bothers me."
Eyes narrowed to the Magneton, arms folded over one another now with a dreary sigh coming from her. She wouldn't even be affected by the Pokemon regardless, and she would brush off its threats she found utterly useless with a roll of her eyes. "And you there, relax, will ya? I'm not here to pick a fight, that's the last thing I want to do right now. I believe the bond you both have, I can sense that." One of her arms unfolded so that her hand could rub at her head with another sigh coming from the human feline. "This is giving me a headache now... You mentioned a situation nearby with a 'mon, yeah? I'm gonna investigate around." She paused, looking elsewhere and only turning her body slightly away from them. "Maybe I'm just trying to lookout for ya both, considering everything." A shrug of her shoulders came from her then, hands returned into her coat pockets.
"You do realize... You can help Pokemon and the likes out without being in their team, correct? Sounds like you're too attached. It's kind of sad, honestly."
Zera could only slightly pity the man, and the Magneton some more. She narrowed her eyes to the conjoined Pokemon, knowing very well it was still on guard and perhaps waiting for her to strike or cause any harm. That part saddened her the most out of everything. If only it knew she really was not a bad guy, never was, even with her unfortunate past.
"Honestly... It's funny you boldly assume I wouldn't do anything, when that's been just about most of my life, since I was brought upon this very world. No matter if I was disliked, distrusted, loved, I always helped other ones like me in need. I know I can't save everyone, but those who I can, I will try." She hissed under her breath, yet retained a strong output, something like her own pride, her own promise. "Even if I were to risk becoming captive again to save another, I'd do it."
"Hah. You're trying to get a ruse out of me, ain't ya? I seen this a lot of times... Nice try, but I'm not gonna be how I used to be, so don't expect me to 'lash out' or 'punch' you, as tempting as it might be deep down. You won't get that kind of privilege from me."
A scoff came from her, hands settled into the pockets of her coat she normally wore. While she understood what he said about himself, she still didn't like this idea. Though she used to be in a somewhat similar situation, albeit she was never part of an organization. Undercover in secret, even with repercussions she had gotten out of. She sighs then, her expression not really changing much aside from looking a tad annoyed than irritated now.
"For one thing, I know very little of this place--This region in fact. I arrived not long ago, so thanks for telling me what's really going on, I'll have to investigate this." Both of her ears raised up to their normal stance, a smile that seemed rather off-putting shows on her face. "Honestly, I just hate you're still part of that team, even with your intentions. Do you ever plan to not be with them in the future?"
The temper she had is always completely normal, quick to become as such at that fact. It came with the years of it being tested and forced onto her, but now it provides her with a way to get her point across sometimes, and use as am means to show others she is serious. How his Pokemon looked to be on edge from her alone proved this, and she wasn't the type to just attack without warning. She needed a reason to, unless she were to be stricken at first.
One of her ears had twitched when she could hear just somewhat of his whisperings, but she was being respectful and had not spoken a word of it. Instead, she kept her arms crossed and kept an even closer eye on the man and his partners with a slight squint of her eyes.
"The fact you are still part of that heinous team says all... You may have good intentions deep down, perhaps. And you may care a lot about your Pokemon, but in the end of things, they are all disgusting criminals of a tier of their own. They just harm us out and behind the scenes." Her voice seemed to grow a tad deeper, more serious than before. She held back an instinctive growl, ears folded back, and even some of her fingers grabs onto her arm out of habit during these sort of situations. Zera knew all too well of what Team Rocket is capable of. All too well...
While her hearing was keen, her eyesight was just as keen, and the logo upon the device he had taken out did not go unnoticed. Something fell into the pits of her stomach, perhaps a heavy burst of anxiety that made her feel grounded like a Gigalith in a sense. Eyes went wide, her heart pounded, and her expression changed in that moment; Now there was reason not to trust this guy, he was part of the organization.. one she was familiar with.
"Dammit, no. Not now. Calm down... calm down! Please!" Her thoughts ran wild, trying to calm herself. Zera shakes her head and watches the scene before her, still unable to move, yet she forced herself to look as natural as she could be without giving herself away. That would be a mistake. One she didn't want to make.
"You're.... lucky. I SHOULD be hostile towards you. I have every right to be. If you encountered me about a year ago, I would have been attacking you without hesitation right now." Something she wasn't exactly proud of, albeit it wasn't exactly her fault she turned out to be violent back then. "What are you even talking about? Lonely? As if. Modest?" She didn't quite understand as expected. Arms crossed over each other and she huffs, narrowing her eyes elsewhere to give off her usual stubborn-like demeanor.