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[Greetings, Johto! Here is some butt-dialing.]

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[And some more, a few minutes later.]

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[Someone should really tell this noob to stop sitting on his 'gear.]

[Because it keeps happening.]

ACTION FOR GOLDENROD CITY ROCKET BASE:
[There's a young man in a really short shirt wandering around. The city itself is a bit overwhelming, so he's taken to snooping obnoxiously around the base, because why shouldn't he be allowed everywhere? Bedrooms, labs, common rooms...]

[But why are there two of him? That's right, you might be running into his Zorua.]

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You're the annoying one!

[Still fuming, Dist takes a deep breath in an attempt to calm himself down. Still, he is this close to ordering a Stun Spore, man. That'll teach the brat to be so indifferent to his feelings!!]

But fine, to answer your question, we just have. In Auldrant, several times. Are you really as dense as I pinned you for, or has your enormous ego blocked your ability to think properly?

[Hi kettle...]

Look, I told you, I don't know who you are! Have you come to the manor before? Were you a guest of Father's? Do you know Master Van?

[He's rattling off questions, trying to pin this guy. His expression is still blank, though, and it's clear he's coming up with nothing.]

[Dist pokes at his lips with a gloved finger. It's becoming very apparent that there really is a possibility that Luke has no memories of their meetings. Because really, how could he forget getting experimented on by Dist at one point?

But what could this mean? Is it similar to his own apparent memory loss that Jade spoke to him about? He isn't completely sure, but he's not going to waste an opportunity to mess with the replica a bit.]

Hmmm, well you could say I know Van. He and I go back a few years.

[Nevermind that he was using Van for his resources and was planning on jumping the God General ship until you blew him up, Luke.]

Wait--you actually know Master Van?!

[THE FLOODGATES ARE OPEN]

How did you meet him? Are you a member of the Order of Lorelei? Master Van's pretty important, so you must be important, too.

[Even Zorua looks a little shocked, because that is the most interested Luke's ever been about anyone or anything in all the days he's been here.]

[Did...

Did the brat just call him important?

IS THIS REAL LIFE?]

[Calm, Dist. Stay calm...

A wide smile spreads across his face. Nope, he can't help but get excited at this unexpected case of validation. GOOD ON YOU, LUKE...]

Tell me Luke, have you heard of the God-Generals? Certainly you must have, considering your master's occupation.

[Thinking, thinking....COME ON, LUKE, IT'S ABOUT MASTER VAN YOU CAN DO IT]

They're...like, the bosses of the Oracle Knights, right? And Master Van is their Commandant.

[DOES HE GET A COOKIE]

Edited (how do i pronouns) 2012-06-22 06:19 (UTC)

Yes, correct!

[Yes, he gets a cookie.

Dist places a hand on his chest.]

And what if I told you that you are in the presence of a God-General right now?

[:U]

You're a God-General? You work with Master Van? What's it like?

[Clearly, the latter part is a lot more important than the former....]

[No no no, not as planned. You're supposed to tell him how awesome he is, Luke! So if it looks like his mood deflated a bit, that's because it did.

He places his other hand back around his Budew.]

Yes, I am. Working with the Commandant is, well...I must say that it is a very good position to be in. [This is kind of hard to talk about when he doesn't really feel all that much for Van...and considering the events that were happening before he arrived in Johto.] Myself and the other God-Generals answer directly to him, though we also closely work alongside the Fon Master and Grand Maestro.

[Sadly, Luke is too oblivious, and only tilts his head a bit at the abrupt shift in Dist's expression.]

That's right--Master Van said that Fon Master Ion guy went missing. Did you find him?

[Dist nods.] Yes, after much effort, we finally recovered him.

[Conveniently leaving out the details about prying him from the party's fingers and getting him killed, yep. But he wasn't involved there, so hey.]

Edited 2012-06-22 17:54 (UTC)

[Luke would have no idea what he's talking about, so it's all good.]

Oh, great! Master Van must've been happy. [Dist can have a grin.] You God-Generals sound pretty cool.

[Because. Y'know. Master Van likes them, so so should he.]

[Luke, you have made Dist so happy you don't even... Seriously, this doesn't happen very often.]

We are the most cool. [Yes, right. Dist leans in closer to Luke, holding a hand up as if to whisper a secret.] And don't tell this to the other God-Generals should they arrive here as well, but the Commandant has selected me as his favorite.

[Because he is totally the greatest!! And wow, what a horrible liar.]

[Luke nearly double-takes, because ew Dist stop touching him but--Master Van's favorite? ~~no bitch gtfo that's him rargh CATFIGHT~~ :u ]

Really? [A beat. Okay, he's kind of jealous now.] What's so special about you?

[Well he meant favorite God-General but okay. AND NO, YOU'RE NOT ALLOWED TO HAVE PERSONAL SPACE.]

I help build all the machines he needs to make his goals a reality. I am practically irreplaceable.

Machines? I thought Master Van only used swords. What kind of machines?

[Is he...indirectly asking after your work??? IS THIS THE REAL LIFE]

[OR IS THIS JUST FANTASY?

Now, how does Dist word his machines other than, "machines that create beings that technically aren't meant to exist AKA you?"]

Yes, that is his personal fighting style. However, my machines serve him outside of battle. They allow his army to stay in tip-top shape.

[The tons of replicas are totally an army, right...?]

[A pause.]

You make excercise machines?

[... God damnit. Wording failure at its finest.]

No, no! They're machines used to build weapons.

[That's...a little better, he guesses.]

Weapons? [His nose wrinkles up in distaste, but just as quickly as it came, it fades.] Don't Master Van's soldiers have their own weapons?

And where do you think those weapons come from?

Oh. Oh.

[Luke's eyes widen a bit.] That's pretty cool. So what kind of weapons do you make? Er--do your machines make.

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