[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

... ... ... Did that young man who was sitting next to her just spend all  of his money in one go?  Whoahw. Consider her impressed. Whether this was a smart or dumb decision, has yet to be found out. Not by her in the first place, though.

However, she noticed something as the glanced at her, as they held eye contact for barely a second. There was something fierly in his gaze. Was it determination? Like if wouldn't mind taking the risks and running headforward into danger if it would be for good or for something he believed in? Sure, she cannot know (yet?) what his goals and intentions are, but if he would keep such an intimidating attitude in battle, she could definitely learn a thing or two. 

She watched him leaving. ... They're leaving one after another! If you don't want to be left behind, get yourself going! She focused on Prof. Mallorn again.

"Okay then, I'll take four additional Antidotes for now, that Full Heal of yours will be kept for emergencies. I might come back some time later for a Pokedex as well."

In exchange for mentioned items and the Pokeball containing her Startermon, she handed over the 400$, and stuffed everything into her bagpack. Thanking him again for taking the time to welcome new Trainers and the job information at the Day Care Center, she bid him farewell for now and lmade attempts to head over to where the others went so far. Ventus (or whatever his name was) was already in a conversation with who appeared to be a police officer, probably not in commission anymore. He was, along with Nathan, intelligent enough to stand a little back - even if that was just to prevent the Growlithe by his side from barking and biting to protect its owner. Either they knew that anyway or they learned this lesson by getting to know a Growlithe's fangs once before. Its species seems to loose this "openly aggressive" (that's what the bad tongues say) habit once they evolve into Arcanine; maybe because their impressive height, majestic apperance and overwhelming strenght were more than enough to say "Don't mess with me or my owner".

To think about that, Shiva has never ever hear about an egg having black spots. Green spots in all shades and size? Yes. No spots? Yes. But black spots...? Must be something very weird or very special... Ah, she had the feeling that this not-old-but-old, grumpy-but-possibly-caring-at-heart man would take good care of it - hopefully she happens to be around when it hatches.

Then, are the Professor and Ventus acquinted? What relationship do they share? She could not help but to be curious. He apperantly has a Doctor's Degree. In what? He didn't appeared to be much older than she was. She struggled to sort him into something. He didn't looked like a scientist, nor a medic, and least a teacher, and didn't behave like one would expect it from such people. Hmm... Maybe if she could stick with him for the time being, he would tell her. Plus, he seem the most sympathic to her. Whether his friendlyness was honest or a facade for something, she couldn't tell that just now.

From the window next to the lab's exit she could see that the sky was still dark. She couldn't tell whether it was still raining (as she headed to the lab, it luckily was not) or not, but some things were for sure - the air was moist and the streets wet. That unique scent that's only present after a rainfall would linger. Definintely a weather condition a Cottonee would NOT enjoy. Too bad, she would glady let it come out of its ball and see whether it would accept her as its master. "Master" - God, she will have to get used to that title.

She approached the other party members. Carefully.

"...You people don't look very pleased. Did I, well, miss something in the past five minutes?"

Speaking in a soft tone that would hopefully not cause any more distress, she now gave them a slightly confused look.