06-24-2017, 04:51 PM
(This post was last modified: 06-24-2017, 06:45 PM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.)
(06-24-2017, 02:37 PM)Iron Wrote: When she glances at her dreamcatcher in the morning, there is a tuft of black fur stuck to it that wasn't there before, and all the threads are in disarray.
Awaking was a weird thing. If one would dare that dream calling a nightmare, then... It was a hidden alarm signal coming from the subconscious mind if one was clearly able to remember a nocturnal dream upon awaking, nothing new to her... But she refused to mention a single word about what the dream consisted of. Cottonee has cuddled up herself close to her Master. Did the fluffball noticed her master's state of mind and wished to provide comfort? How adorable... If Cottonee was so devoted already, Shivareally looked forward to have a Whimsicott. After all, that secret reputation of being a affectionate and loyal friend to those it holds dear...
Wait a moment. What the hell has happened to her Dream Catcher? No wonder she suffered a bad dream... That thing was selfmade... And crafted with feathers from a Noctowl... That black tuft of fur was all new, though. Wasn't added by her. It felt soft, yet a little oily upon touching it. If it belongs to a Zorua or its evolution... They aren't outright evil. neither known for such behaviour, usually they stick to harmlessly trick people, which did not involve giving them nightmares. If exemplars of those were the cause though, something must upset the greatly... Larry also owned a Zorua, didn't he? Oh well.
She spend around half an hour to fix her Dream Catcher again, before packing away the tuft of fur to carry with her all time, before withdrawing all her Pokemon and heading downstairs to the main area of the Pokemon Center. This time, in a more casual black outfit - we gotta fit the city's theme somewhat and better not arise attention of citizans by running around being dressed somewhat fairylike.
First thing she noticed as she entered the Center's Cafeteria was that she was not the only one suffering inklings of insomnia. People here were in no real good state, but the fresh and not-gloomy atmosphere inside the Center was nevertheless present. Luckily it was.
Gathereing up coffee stronger than those she usualy enjoys in the mornings, she headed towards the counter to meet up Nurse Joy. After all, Spearow should have fully recoverd by now!
(Upon getting the bird back) How neat to see! Speaorw was overly fine and gazed up at her as she allowed him to sit on her arm. "My my, nice to see your spirits high again! Now, what to we do with you... I have no problem if you'd like to come with me. But please be aware that I might be the wrong person if you wish to refine your skills using Sticks. (Ven mentioned to her Spearow attacked him with Sticks, so she knows.) I'm all fine to find a better Master to help you with that, maybe a Ninja or someone who is experienced in Martial Arts... But I'm also all fine to set you free on Route 3 to live your own life."
... "So, what are your thoughts on this? By the way, I'll make sure you get at least one of those Sticks back. I know that person who stole them from you, and I bet we'll run into him eventually." Shiva believed that he was all busy finding jobs to pay off his fne in time. Likely even night jobs.
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I wouldn't enjoy giving Spearow to someone within the party. If I'd have to choose, I'd most likely gift it to Valder... If looking for a better Master is the thing, let's go to Corsage's Trading Post and see the offers~ Might be more interested in giving Spearow for money or an elusive Sun Stone than for a Pokemon - but not 'uninterested'. If Spearow decides otherwise, I'll decide neyt activity in town then.
"Anything can be art. Anything can be self-expression. Now take your weapon and run with it" [Gerard Way]
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--Windos is my OTP ❤---
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