Skye Prower

Holy.... Wow, you're really pushing the boat out here!

"That doesn't matter, just have fun," said Melody, starting to sing.

*blushes* T-thanks. Hopefully you'll get the chance. What do you like to do Fluffy?

Heh, always the optimist!

I'm, um, sorry to hear about that.

"I like rock," said Melody. "And it's only one song Berry."

"There does seem to be something... off about him," whispered back Skye, his nervousness growing. "I think you know that pokeball's remove all pokemon's memories, and that we are capturing intelligent creatures, turning them into mindless slaves, and forcing them to fight," shouted Kimi at the Professor. Slowly, he turned back to face the group. He looked at Chris. "And do you agree with your friend's acquisition Master Thorndyke?"

*chuckles slightly* Yes. Yes I do Fluffy. I'm not quite as smart with it as Dad is, but I like it.

This... This is just... I think embarrassing springs to mind!

"Yeah, it's your turn. That's only fair," said Melody.

"I see," said the Professor, moving to a cabinet behind his desk. Skye felt Fluffy's grip tighten. "What's wrong?" he whispered. "But, but, but.... If the memory drain just affects those two like you suggested, how would you know destroy the balls would remove those memories," blurted out Kimi accusingly.

*smiles* Maybe it was.

What have I just agreed to...???

Skye looked at Miles. He could understand what he meant by feeling lonely. It was the same thing he'd felt wandering alone after Melody had died. With almost every word Miles said, it became harder and harder to think of him as his father. Instead, he was almost seeing himself. He wished Miles was being sincere in his overtures. But it had taken a bout of amnesia for Skye to break his Moebius nature. Miles hadn't had that. On the other hand, he was starting to recall a loving family, something Skye hadn't known. It all added up. If this was merely a deception, he wouldn't be taking it as far. It made it too unbelievable. Skye stuck out his hand over the table. "Friend?" Miles smiled broadly, and shock the offered hand. "Friend." ------------- "One more song before everyone goes to sleep?" Melody pleaded. ------------- In the basement, Melody clambered onto the top of the casket and curled up. She started drifting off to sleep.

I... uh... er....

I don't know how I flew properly then. Normally I just spin out of control

For a second the Professor's eye's flashed darkly. "Oh. I see. Hmm, it could be possible to find a way of retaining your memories," he said, standing up. "Did this Milotic say anything else?"

"I will be. I don;t want to spoil my future after all." (ooc: lol. If Locke wasn't to sleep why is he in Melody's bedroom???)

I... don't fly unless I have to, as I can't fly well. And that's how I'm meant to fly, but I ... can't do it, so I do twist my body,.

No

"W-we... We want t-to k-keep our m-memories of what h-happen while we were... c-captured..." explained Skye. "And destroying the pokeball's would erase those memories," finished the Professor. "I'm curious, where did you learn about that?"

It's how I fly. I can show you sometime

Uh, no I'm still here...

"It's me in there. I can't make it go wrong. As long as I don't touch the sigils. Besides, Skye was sitting on it, so if it wasn't safe, he certainly wouldn't do that!" said Melody

Funny voices?