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[Hello, Omega.

Nice to see you. Except not.

Have a glare to match your own glare, "Messiah". Zero has nothing to say that can't be conveyed by expression. >:T ]

[Well, well, well, look who the cat dragged in. That glare of yours will be met with a snort. He'll even flex one of his claws (hands), as if ready to jump Zero.]

[In fact, he'll even start to slowly circle you, Zero. There's a score to be settled, and he's aching to retire you once and for all. Or perhaps terrorize you like a game of cat and mouse.]

[That frown of his will be turning into a smirk, Omega even chuckling in amusement of stalking his prey.]

[Keywords, Omega. Zero will be drawing his Z-Saber reflexively and keeping an eye on you as you move around him.]

Missed me, huh?

[Oh. That's a sign for Omega to bring the O-Saber to his hand with an amused snort.]

[His only indication of answering is a brief, amused chuckle before he advances in a leap, bringing down his Saber to slash at Zero.]

[...Yep. As far as Zero's concerned, Omega certainly missed him. :|

That slash will be blocked with Zero's own Saber, and he'll be jumping away to put some distance between himself and his enemy.

~~Fight! Fight! Fight!~~]

[There's another snicker when Zero blocks his attack, immediately jumping after Zero with another slash when Zero distances himself.]

[Come here, Zero, he's not going to bite. Too hard.]

[No. No biting. He don't like you, Omega. Go away. :|||| ]

Hmph--! [More blocking it is, then. He's not really trying his hardest right now, if that isn't obvious yet. Does he really need to prove that he can defeat Omega a second - no, a third time? Not really.]

What the...?

[Seriously? A clone of himself? Didn't he already deal with this shit when Sigma tried to rebuild him (only to fail horribly)?

Either this was another clone or he was looking into one really fucked-up mirror. And he doubted it was the latter.]

[Oh. What's this? Another him--no. No, he could tell it wasn't another him. No, this feeling, the readings coming off of him--]

[Omega growls, narrowing his eyes. He never had the chance to meet a younger Zero, one in the body that Omega owns, and he didn't appreciate it at all. This body was his, that body was his--Zero had no right to stay longer in it. That faker had a new body.]

[Even with his predator look, Omega doesn't bring a weapon to hand (yet), instead, inspecting Zero, waiting for that faker to take the first move before he reacted.]

[Something wasn't right with this guy. The look was too close, the voice--

No, there was no doubt about it.

That was his voice.

If it weren't for the red eyes, it was possible that he would have done a complete double-take. The body was spot-on, the voice program so close that anybody could have mistaken it.

Who the hell was he, and who made him? Did someone finally manage to...?

He was glaring, growling at him. Almost as though he was waiting for something.

His hands didn't reach for his saber, but they twitched, as though instinctively ready to jump at it should this...this...whoever he was make any sudden moves.]

...Who are you?

[Considering the fact that he was in his body, that was probably the most logical question to ask. Other than "How the fuck are you in a body that looks just like mine?"]

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[Omega glares for another few minutes, clenching his hands while he resumes his study of Zero. But, the more he studied him, the more he realized this wasn't the Zero he wanted to fight. The one in the future, that was the fun one, the one he could even playfully call his toy or rival.]

[This one? Nothing more than the past. This one didn't deserve his attention, despite that it was Zero himself.]

[Omega snorts, not answering as he crosses his arms, looking disinterested. His Zero, the one he was accustomed to, was who he wanted to battle with.]

[Although...maybe this one could prove to be some fun. Maybe a good meal to play around with if bored enough. After all, the master he was so loyal to was no where to be found. And his mun didn't count as that. Honestly, to consider ordering him around? He didn't like that at all.]

[Honestly, X would call it divine justice that Omega was becoming the very thing he so looked down upon. Though any version of himself that was stuck with this monster needed to be protected.

Too bad he himself couldn't do that.

Still, the situation was almost comical to him.]

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[Omega frowns, eyeing X warily. This was much different than the cyber-elf running around his world. And, after the Zero above, he could honestly not find himself surprised to see a younger X--judging by his readings.]

[While he didn't have much of a fight to pick with X, it always came down to a hurt X, being a hurt Zero. And Omega could use a playmate to further drive Zero into an uncontrollable anger.]

[Frown disappearing to a smirk, Omega snickers, his buster coming to form in his hand.]

[...well, things were already starting to go downhill. Not even looking at him for a minute, and already the guy was starting to have a weapon form in his hand.

...Damn it. Was it really going to come to blows? Even if Omega was a douche, it may have been possible for them to talk things out civilly.

Best thing to do was to get that buster out. NOW. In case he started shooting.

But still, he hesitated.

Maybe he could talk him down...maybe it was possible to avoid...]

I'm not here to fight you.

[Omega gave a questionable glance at X, frown still evident on his face. His buster wasn't moving, but, the glow of the canon faded away.]

[There's a shrug, a question for X to continue explaining. Before he lurched into attack mode once again.]

[U MAD, Omega? X may or may not be amused at your own dispense. It's hard to tell.]

What is the matter, Omega?

[Oh. Speak of the devil. Omega sends X a light (harmless) glare. Watch out X, he'll begin to approach you. It's been awhile, after all.]

[As for your question, Omega will appear to ponder the answer before shrugging.]

[X makes direct eye contact as Omega glared. He merely stood in place even as he approached closer. Seeing the shrug X is silent before speaking once again.]

Are you upset over the physical changes you will be forced to endure?

[At the next question, Omega narrows his eyes, sending X another glare with a growl to follow. An obvious sign that he isn't enjoying the change he'll be forced to endure.]

[X gives a soft sigh, still not showing any visible worry (for himself).]

...it will only be as horrible as you, yourself intends for it to be.

[Omega grunts, taking another step forward, and another. When he's within enough distance, he snatches his hand forward, intending to scratch and carve X up a little bit--to make the Zero he knew upset and angry--]

[Oh sorry, Omega. Did you expect to be able to grab something that's hm, hm, hmm...solid?

Then you are in bad luck today, buddy. X literally lacks any place to grab a hold of. He will give Omega an even look.]

You will never understand, will you.

[It wasn't a question. He was far from that. No, Omega will never see. How unfortunate.]

[Omega's glare intensified as he went through X's hologram. He turns on his heel, to reach again for X--]

[--yet, that wasn't the case. With an annoyed growl, he scratches and attempts to pull at any part of X, more so trying to grab his robes. How annoying. He'd prefer to injure this X in order to get Zero angry. However, that doesn't seem to be the case with X being not so solid.]

[Snorting in annoyance, Omega continues to duck one hand in and out of X's hologram body, as if it would change to a firm, solid body if he did it enough times.]

[The only thing Omega manages to do with his furious swipes were to make X's body flicker and distort. It doesn't bother him in the least. Not when there isn't any pain attached to Omega's mindless action.

X allows Omega to continue for a while longer before he sighs and takes steps away from him.]

Are you satisfied?

[The only answer Omega gives is another snort, his expression showing both annoyance and amusement at this predicament. To further amuse himself, his hand attempts to pull or tug at X's robe, and, naturally, not succeeding.]

[Moving his hand, he plunges it to where X's hand is, as if to grab that next.]

[Despite realizing how this was futile, it served to keep him interested.]

[Again his body merely swirls, and flickers in response. X quietly watched before sighing. He rises his hand while offering it out to Omega despite the inability to physically connect with him.]

...I'm sorry.

[X offered a quiet apology.]

[The hand offered to him stills Omega. Curiously, he glances at X for a solid few seconds, frowning while trying to figure out X a little bit more. Eventually, he doesn't answer verbally, reaching for X's hand, eyebrows furrowing as his hand continued to go through.]

[Of course, they do not touch. They couldn't touch. Not in this form, that's nothing but energy in the purest sense. He keeps his hand outstretched still, to Omega.]

This is all I can do.

[Omega tilts his head, curious still as to why X's hand is outstretched to him. He'll remain going through X's hand, before traveling closer, finding it a little amusing as he steps through X's body completely.]

[Honestly, he felt an "energy" when he does so, but he barely notes it. It's nothing to worry about.]

[X couldn't really feel Omega walking right through him. He does take a moment to turn his attention back towards him. Well...it was a slight improvement over his temper tantrums. ~~Omega forever a child or hamcat~~]

[There's a small huff from Omega, wishing this game could take to a whole level with a physical touch added to it. However, he stops his game for now, a small frown at his lips.]

[Physical interaction? With this life-sized formerly a reploid Cyber-elf? PLS. He does give a slight stare when he hears Omega huff. He was such a(ry]

Upset, are we?

[This poor little thing doesn't know you. She is innocent, pure, and probably the polar opposite of Omega in every. Single. Way.

She watches Omega worriedly. Fearful, but there's still obvious concern on her face.]

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[From his position, Omega stares at the girl. This obviously must be the fault of his mun. However, she's not Zero, and of no interest to him. Unless she knew Zero, then he could use her to his advantage.]

[Zero always came for his friends; or at least he considered Zero to do so.]

[She takes a step forward.

He doesn't...seem to be aggressive. Or at least, he doesn't seem to carry ill will for her.]

Pardon me ser, I...

[Way to trip over her words, stumbletongue. Really. This was not finding and refurbishing ancient machina.]

Are you...all right?

[What's this guy's problem?]

[....oh. A snack. I mean, who is this tiny brat?]

Hey mister, you okay?

[Said the twelve-year old, now approaching Omega.]

Well, you're looking more disagreeable than usual. Trouble in paradise, little war machine?

[Well, well, well. Even in this form, he's naturally going to still be quite fond of you, Copy X. Snickering in delight, Omega will be stepping close, his claws reaching to grab for the Copy and pull him close.]

[He makes no effort to sidestep, just lets himself be pulled in. He'll play your game, Omega. For now.]

Going to let your darling X make it all better? That's almost cute of you.

[One arm drapes around Omega, but he keeps his other hand free, tracing idle little circles on Omega's chest with one finger. Enough to say he's interested, but also a gesture that keeps a little distance between them. He's testing the waters, so to speak; trying to find the line between what he can get away with and what will push Omega too far.]

[A purr and chuckle of confirmation is all Omega gives at the moment as he greedily wraps his arms around Copy X. While he could choose to answer out loud, he doesn't do so, answering instead with his hands locking around Copy X.]

[Naturally, to one enjoying their close proximity, he doesn't mind the gesture to his body at all. His hands even have a mind of their own, skimming beneath the vest Copy X wore, lifting it slightly with his wrists as his fingers traced up the slim body of the copy.]

[He lifts his finger from Omega's chest, holding it up between them in warning.]

Hungry as ever, I see, but control yourself. You can't be that forward with the likes of me; a reploid of my position deserves to be treated a little more special than that, don't you think?

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Hey Omega. Have Virtue. Personified.

Is it delicious?

Probably not to Omega.

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