[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

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When he finished, there wasn't much she had to say on the matter. "Thanks! See, that's exactly something I'd be interesed in learning by working at the Daycare or studying at college. Though, it's true that IVs are inherited randomly...in the wild that is, for the reasons you gave. With civilized Pokemon and breeding on purpose, there are non-harmful ways to both increase the chance of two particular exemplars fall in love with one another as well as inherit a pleasant gene pool of a particular exemplar, but discussing them now would go a little too far just now. No worries though, for someone who specialised in a different field you're informed rather well." Underlined that statement and compliment with an appreciating smile for that oddball of researcher.

When Ven expressed his desire to talk privately with Nathan as soon as she finished his business with him once he arrived, she had absolutely nothing against that. Though she couldn't help but to worry somewhat whether this will go well... An shortly after that, Ven found her hand faintly laid over one of his while facing him in a slightly sorrowful expression. "That's fine to me. Just...don't goof this." Witdrawing her hand now. "Depending on the circumstances, I'll either return to the Center after my business or ouright sleep over at the Daycare, the owners had nothnig against that when I carefully asked whether this is possible to be safe during the Running. So if I don't come back, know that I'm safe and well there alongside my Pokemon, and I'll meet up with you people at the Center again before attending the Gym. Alright?"

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Though, at some point a few minutes later, it was Shiva who broke the quietness between them. The tone in whis she spoke had a curuous and playful undertone. "Ven... Listen... Uhm, is that orange color of your hair actually natural and inherited or artificialy colored for some reason? Do excuse me, it's just something I've been wondering about for a while now, but never asked you."

"Ah, I suspected as such from what  information I've gathered on the subject, but you would certainly know more on the subject of Breeding than I do, so for now we will let this subject settle between. Perhaps we can talk about the topic again at a later point, though? My knowledge is concentrated in the fields I've mentioned, but I have certainly took a myriad of course and conducted all sorts of researcher while I was working towards my Majors and Doctorate. What better way to pass the time than by learning, after all?" the empath said, returning her smile with a brilliant one of his own. With the drama and twisted sub-plots laid to rest between him and her (for the time being...), it was rather nice to just have a pleasant conversation with a good friend, rather than tactical meetings or arguments of all varieties. He wishes for more of these, obviously, but given that he still has yet to speak with Nathan....

Ventus' smile evaporated at Shiva's timid warning, reminding him yet again of how thin of ice he's on with to Nathan, and they let out a tired, unhappy sigh while nodding at her. "I'll give my damn best effort to not, my friend. That all I can do at this point. One way or another, I'll find a way to mend the rift between us. May Reshirim protect you while you conduct your errand, Shiva," he said, feeling a lot older than he the more he though about how much he failed the boy as his friend. Shiva next topic of interest, though, earned her a curious raised eyebrow as she raised the question about his hair color, or all things. "Its natural. I believe I inherented from my mother's side of the family, but it could also be a blessing from Reshirim themselves, given the other semi-unique traits I possess. Just another part that makes up my being, I suppose."

Nathan's arrival at the Pokémon Center caused the researcher to steel himself for the probable tounge lashing he's about to receive. The fact that Absol by his side giving him the Mean Look and shielding his mind from them (Though he caught enough to know that the doom sayer didn't think to highly of him as well) did not help matters for him in the slightest, but he endured the negatively for now, and awaited the moment to speak with them. When that time came to past, the first thing Ven said to them, looking haggered and remorseful, was : "I'm sorry, Nathan. I...want to apologize first, before anything else is said between us. You certainly deserve that much and more, for all the trouble I've inflicted on you, as of late."