[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Poffineering Time!

"Yes, nine :one poffin for each berry that is being used. Ah, I see you already finish the filling for the first batch! Fortuitous timing, for the second round of pastry dough has finished rising! Now, just let me beat this dough down, and I'll let you fill them like last time!" Ventus replied, a serene grin on his as he took four blobs of risen dough and kneeded the air out. Once done, he sent all of it over to Shiva, where she would add the last of the filling to them.

Once she was done, he clapped his hands and took the baking sheet with all the Poffins. Gliding over to an oven (Which he already pre-heated; this is one prepared baker!), Ventus smoothly slid them in, and set the timer for about 15 minutes. "There! When the timer goes off, we'll have delicious treats to share with our Pokémon! Quite the enjoyable experience, do you agree?"

At one point, while she and the other cooks was distracted some other thing, he took one of the big chef knives that were laying around the kichen, and slipped it into his bag. He hated stealing, but in this case it was for the great good. There might be a time where he needs to defend himself...or do other things.

The Meeting.
Music: Uneasy Peace

While not entirely put at ease with Shiva consulation, it did warm his heart to see her try regardless. "That is just about all we can do about the future: Wait for it to come to pass, or forge our own paths through the present right to it. I normally prefer the later, but the wisewoman has taken some matters out of my consideration. At the very least, I am somewhat prepared for them, so worry not, Shiva," Ventus said, not quite smiling or frowning. His expression was neutral, in the way that it couldn't decide whether it was time to smile or frown. As Shiva told him to leave the Fairies to her, it firmly set itself as a scowl.

"No. That is my responsibility to bear, not yours. Shiva...I know as much about those vile Fairies because I had several encounters with their kind, with each and every one of them being harrowing at best. I know how to handle them; you...do not. Your affinity make it easier for you to care for the type, but malicious fae could all to easily take advantage of it. If you think you see a foul Fairy, get me immedianlty. Don't try to fight them, for I don't want to see another person I care about being taken away by them."

Ventus said this all in a harsh tone of voice, the sounds quite the departure from his usually warm and kindly tone. Slowly, though, he calmed himself, and just studied the lass right in front of him. 'Such a kind soul...but she doesn't even begin to know what she would get herself into if she started down that path. You lose so much on it, and never get anything of value back,' he though, keeping the frown from his face. He has already spooked her from his outburst, and he can detect that she has other things to say that are distinctly unpleasant.

When she turned down his offer, he was a bit surprise, but he didn't show it nor the relief that he felt at the response. He'll just have to inform her later, he supposes.

It was when she launched into her speech about herself, and the responsibilities pertaining to it, that he went utterly still . Closing his eyes, he took a deep breath, and let it out. *Whoooooosh*. Ventus let the silence linger some more, building it up to an almost backbreaking level, before he spoke once more. His tone was serious, but it was not interrogative. Just...disappointed? "....If I had to make a educated guess, I would say you are either involved in a highly illegal breeding project, or a top secret mission that requires utmost discretion. Don't look surprised; I've taken some breeding classes myself, and heard enough stories in college about this sort of thing happening. Its either those two thing, or you've been given there secret breeding techniques, a possibility I discounted because you took the time to sequester me here to tell me, and not just the whole group," Ventus says, nothing getting past his stony exterior. His body language is guarded, like a castle, and Shiva would need more than just cannons to break past it.

"Regardless of what you say, I will always worry about you. Just like I worry about Valder, Nathan, Dr. Mallorn, Larry, and everyone else that comes into my life. Asking me not to is like a man dying of thirst not to drink a cold cup of water. When you bring news of this nature to my attension...it just make me more concerned, not less," the researcher said, his eyes lidded and hand crossed in front of his face. He stared at her for a few seconds, before he let out a long, suffering sigh. He layed his hand down to his side, and gave her a look that was...resigned. When Ventus began speaking once more, his tone of voice was softer and more gentle on the ears.

"However, I have just finished reconciling with Nathan over...similar trust issues, and I would dispise having yet another one pop up to take its place. Especially with you, a good friend that has stood by me for so long now. So I suggest a proposal, similar to the one I made with Nathan about handling the Deyo Flowers. I'll leave you alone in your activites in regards to the Daycare, and let you conduct your business in relative secrecy. That will not stop me from picking up detail about it, but I shall not mention anything about you job unless you do so first. If, however, there is anypoint on our journey that withholding said information would put our party in jeapordey, or cause us great physical and/or emotional harm, I expect you to revel your hand. Otherwise, I'l start digging myself, both for those secrets and the gap that will enevitably form between us. That is my offer. I have made it both out of concern for you and the safety of the others in our group, so don't begrudge me for it."