At his name he perks up, he can’t help but stand up as the other walks in. Being in a place like this reminds him of his old job with his father. And he remembers his manners from there. “Umm morning Professor,” why is he so nervous? ”No, thankfully Salem is doing fine, and it’s fine… my father and his co-workers often worked through lunch too,” he shrugs, was it weird the other reminded him a bit of his father? [break][break]

He shakes his head to try and get that painful thought out of his mind, “No umm… the problem is sort of me? Uhhhh do you know how when I first came here about a memory issue?” [break][break]

Could we possibly go back on that?”


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the young man simply nods at the professor as he follows along, Salem jumping onto Razz's back. Salem moves to sitting on the back of the seat while Razz took it. Waiting for the other he sits while he ask about why he has changes his mind. And honestly if he could he would keep it to himself. However with his new blessing that couldn't be a thing. [break][break]

"Not really, no?" he answers in more of a questioning tone rather than answering truthfully. Which was enough for there to be a sting in his mouth, because clearly the dragon hated him. "Maybe... its hard to explain..." he drifts a bit clearly having troubles as with each answer he shifts in his seat, clearly struggling with how to go about this. He thinks about what FERNANDO SILPH said his in his message about the whole avatar infection. And how being Head Scientist meant the other couldn't keep his thing a secret. [break][break]

And sadly he believed it so it made him nervous. [break][break]

"I... the nightmares the memory block has been causing me has been interfering with my work," he finally finds a way to explain, "The memory is highly triggering and has prevented me from doing more, in missions or even in the Cave of Origins," he can't help but give the other a guilty look. "Had I been on my A-game you wouldn't have had to get hurt for me and I just..." he takes a deep breath and lets it go. A more determined look looked being given, "I need that block gone" [break][break]

He can't use Reshiram's blessing at it's fullest with it there.



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in his search for help. zenji examined Razz Kingsman 's physical movement and expression. he listened closely to everything he said. all while casually returning to the screen of his computer. his facial expression remained neutral.

"your determination to have this blockage gone is commendable." zenji would comment, "you've changed." he said with a soft smile. a fatherly response given. "it's like your maturing every time i see you." he'd let out a soft chuckle, "but you're still a brat." even with all this being said. zenji didn't feel as if razz was being truthful with him. call it a hunch, but zenji felt there was more the ranger wanted to tell him.

"anyway, i'll ask again, are you sure about this? there's no way of telling how this will effect your psyche after all. so think carefully on the mere fact that there will be possible side effects after the operation."

Razz Kingsman

The younger man couldn't help but flush a bit in embarrassment. There is a tug there at the compliment that he still very much isn't used to despite how more often it happened now than his earlier years. Though he does pout some as he's still seems to be considered a brat. "How am I still a brat?" could the other tell he was hiding something? No he'll avoid that thought for now. [break][break]

He does listen intensely though, and there is no hesitation with his nod. "I'm already suffering because the block is there," a memory while he doesn't feel he'll ever be over fully, continued to haunt him. He needed it gone, especially if he was going to use the blessing to it's fullest. "At this point I'm willing to take the risk because I highly doubt it could get worse but...."[break][break]

There is one thing he's more hesitant about more than the, "You see the memory too right? It's really important you don't say anything about it..... please." he knows it stressed him out last time, and it would still stress him out now.



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zenji stood from his chair and headed toward the door. placing his strong hand upon the knob, he would open it. just as he was about to walk out and close it, he would turn toward Razz Kingsman .

"dead men tell no tales." and he was gone.[break]

momentarily he left alone for awhile. time elapsed for no more than twenty to thirty minutes. eventually, he would return with an associate at his side. hendrix emmerson , one of hoenn's top engineerers. an individual zenji was lucky enough to have apart of his team. "hendrix, Razz Kingsman . a promising ranger of the league."

once introductory was out of the way. a gesture was made for Razz Kingsman to follow them. together the trio and their pokemon maneuvered into the lower depth of evol's institute. there were a variety of rooms filled with high-tech equipment. but there was one room where it was all white, bright, and had only two operating tables within it. beside them were personal individuals employed by zenji to work at evol. inside the room it could almost be seen as if they were getting ready to set up for some soon-to-happen operation.

"that's where we'll be holding the operation. they're merely here to ensure that our vital signs are stable and that everything is going well. hendrix emmerson will be overseeing the technical side of it all. so no need to worry with confidentiality." zenji calmly spoke, adding, "like i said. dead men tell no tales." a keyphrase indicating that his chance of survival was quite low if they were to proceed.

looking back inside the room through the one-way mirror, he'd ask once more, "is this something you're ready to do? there's no turning back once we get started." if Razz Kingsman accepted his fate and trusted his gut, he would be taken away to get changed into something more comfortable: a white t-shirt and a pair of white bottom scrubs.

Razz Kingsman

Dead man tell no tales...[break][break]

Razz isn't entirely sure what he means by this. Nor does he get the chance to ask before the professor left. All he could do was take deep breaths and remind himself WHY he needed this until Zenji returned with another. [break][break]

Nervous enough as it is, he just gives the red head a nod in greetings. Before leaving to follow the two to where everything was going to be held. Unconsciously he grips on his arm tightly, nervous with more scientist around. He has to remind himself that this wasn't his father's labs. He would be fine here. Though Zenji might not when he repeats what he said before. And the young man remembers before on how this could possibly be dangerous for them. [break][break]

"Just make sure you make it through alright? Don't need my saving you in the Cave of Origins to be a waste," he attempts to joke, but his worried tone betrays it. At the question he seems unsure, a sense of panic creeping up his spine before he feel's Salem patting him. An 'it will be fine' gesture to calm him. [break][break]

"Yes" [break][break]

Razz finally answers after a moment before doing whatever he was asked, even putting on the weird white scrubs, but he wasn't going to argue about it. For now he'll just do as he's told, hopefully make things easier both for himself and the Professor.




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the medical team would begin to set the station. as both were placed in proper dressing. they would then come to be brought into a white room.

there were two single beds for each test subject. beside them were an assortment of technological equipment that could be classified as tools used for science and medicine. this equipment would be used to monitor them once they were to traverse into the world of dreams. once Razz Kingsman and zenji were to place themselves into their respective beds, the hired team would then begin to attach said equipment to them.

with hendrix emmerson serving as the engineer that would monitor the equipment. zenji's assistant, jane harden, would proceed to lead the operation. with the arrangements finished. it was time to start the operation.

"once you're under it's all left to you, professor." jane said.

she'd look over to the young ranger. hovering over him, she'd smile. "make sure you bring our professor back in one piece, kid. have sweet dream." jane would proceed to inject Razz Kingsman's iv with a sedative. in any second he would begin to feel a bit funny, almost drowsy even. once Razz Kingsman was asleep, it was zenji's turn.

"here we go."

secretly, he was excited to finally try this operation. the ability to jump into another's subconscious mind was unfathomable. it was an operation he read from a former researcher that had an insatiable hunger for knowledge. zenji stumbled upon his old journals; many were filled with interesting notes. Razz Kingsman's proposal was one of a kind. of course, he wants to help the boy. but at the same time, as much as zenji would hate to admit it, he was using the ranger as a test subject for his own curious mind.

"bring in the pokemon, jane."

a hypno would come into the room. zenji, slowly, began to fall into a deep slumber. the pokemon would then start the operation with NIGHTMARE and DREAM EATER. using these abilities would come to bind the two patients dreams.

zenji would awaken into a pitch-black room. before him there stood a door. he was unsure as to where this door would lead, but he had a feeling that it led to Razz Kingsman. to what sort of memory would he find by going through this door? zenji was unsure. he was, after all, a guest attempting to look into a hidden memory. "here goes nothing..."

and thus zenji would open the door as a flash of golden light casted over him. where did it lead? only one could tell: Razz Kingsman.

Razz Kingsman