03-14-2018, 01:50 PM
(Iron, I'd assume Cottonee would be more prone to simply look down from her current seat atop of her Master's head to smol Deino in Ven's arms with a relatively unimpressed expression, or using Growth to increase her fluff to playfully-mischievously show that she's boss against a Dark/Dragon Type, and she's somewhat out of Azrael's headbutting-range. But Cottonee also knows Ventus and how Shiva thinks highly of him. Something like 'I already defeated dragons that were way scarier than you, I have home-field advantage here in this room, so don't ya dare misbehaving, blue and black baby dragon!~')
While the others were somewhat elaborating how that elderly man has adressed her there, Shiva herself was silently enjoying the sliced fruit and berries + the handful of Gourmet Food, all while sharing the food with Cottonee resting atop of her head (she has probably slumped down comfortibly meanwhile). 'Smart, young, scientist girl', huh.... Eh, now that Shiva's spirits have came back, the tiredness of getting up very early has vanished and she rethought about it, it was a tad bit...obvious, because she knows the honorifics... She didn't face anyone while she was pondering and the others were talking, she somewhat failed at hiding that blush that came up as she thought about such a praise from the elderly man. Though a coy smile soon joined that embarrasment. S-She was just curious, attentive and holds a liking for Eevee and its various evolutions, so asking about it was rather naturally for her! Now, another thought came to her, as she was wondering what would have happened and how things would have developed if Spectral would have random-evolved into a Sylveon instead... She had the potential to do so, definitely, now that Shiva thought of her Umbreon at home, and it'd probably leave her whole familiy even more positively stunned over her 'accomplishment', if she'd have come downstairs for breakfast some years ago with a Sylveon having her ribbons wrapped around her arm instead. Would she still be the same person then...? Maybe not exactly the same, and that thought scared her a little.
If Ventus doesn't stop soft-complimenting her and increasing the flustered thankfulness she felt by doing so visbly and emotionally, he'd get a pillow thrown in his face that'd make him stop, followed by suprise-tacklehug. She does understand what he spoke in Japanese for the some part, mostly because she joined a free course in highschool to learn this language, but she doesn't speak it much as her focu laid on understanding and reading this language. Now to think about it, she was lucky that she hadn't have to learn a new language to get along in Chreshire before she came here.
Pokemon are allowed in her dorm, unless they're too big (like Tropius), scary/uncomfortable for her (like Delta Houndour or any Poison Type) or outright disobediant and dangerous. Now to think about is, with a flash of white light she summoned her own - caught - Furret, and let him interact with the smaller Furret Nathan was holding as much as these two liked.
Since Nathan was investigating the books on the table with his eyes, he'd likely notice another one in the small stack that I had in mind but missed to mention, it was a dark fantasy novel featuring Pokemon from a Unovian author, probably something Shiva was reading curently. Given the title, it contained romantic elements, maybe tragic love.
Finally though, Shiva does speak up, as they're not here to discuss various languages. "Uhm... Well, eh, yes, Heart, there's reason I asked ya all (you too, Valder/@Nylon!~) to come up here - thing is, I was at the Violet Tent yesterday and will head there again, not only because I...well... I ran into someone, or let's say he found me instead, who could help us finding the Secret Library." At least now it should be clear why Shiva wanted to not discuss this down in the Lobby. "But first...."
Now, she actually faced Ventus, waiting until he returned her gaze - he'd find her keeping eye contact for a little longer than usually, somewhat calmly - before she would a bit timidly look down to investigate the floor pattern instead. An impercibly sigh escaped her, but she's faintly smiling as if she must have made up her mind about things. She has dared taking quite a step in booking that room at Romantic Hills, and now she means it. "Ven... I still want to be at your...side. Despite Apsis. I have found us a place for dinner and an overnight-stay here in town, already booked a room for tonight..." Now she carefully faced him. "So, can you...spare some time to spend it...with me? Can we meet up in the Lobby of thic Center at, say, 7pm?" (Means, after the drawing of a name at evening, and that in case her name won't be drawn, she can do a quick Training Session or similar?)
Shiva moves on to Heart though, mostly to give Ven some time to ponder and answer and for her to channel this suble nervosity somehow. "Heart, uhm... I do remember you wanted to have a battle 'gainst me, do you? If you want, we can do that right after we're finished discussing stuff here. We'd just have to find a place a little outside of town..." Shiva asking for a battle herself was rare, pretty rare, so it must mean something like how she's silently looking forward to facing the PUNisher in a friendly battle for training... It was alos a bit flattering how he thought that she was so 'strong' in battle meanwhile to have him see her as a worthy opponent.
While the others were somewhat elaborating how that elderly man has adressed her there, Shiva herself was silently enjoying the sliced fruit and berries + the handful of Gourmet Food, all while sharing the food with Cottonee resting atop of her head (she has probably slumped down comfortibly meanwhile). 'Smart, young, scientist girl', huh.... Eh, now that Shiva's spirits have came back, the tiredness of getting up very early has vanished and she rethought about it, it was a tad bit...obvious, because she knows the honorifics... She didn't face anyone while she was pondering and the others were talking, she somewhat failed at hiding that blush that came up as she thought about such a praise from the elderly man. Though a coy smile soon joined that embarrasment. S-She was just curious, attentive and holds a liking for Eevee and its various evolutions, so asking about it was rather naturally for her! Now, another thought came to her, as she was wondering what would have happened and how things would have developed if Spectral would have random-evolved into a Sylveon instead... She had the potential to do so, definitely, now that Shiva thought of her Umbreon at home, and it'd probably leave her whole familiy even more positively stunned over her 'accomplishment', if she'd have come downstairs for breakfast some years ago with a Sylveon having her ribbons wrapped around her arm instead. Would she still be the same person then...? Maybe not exactly the same, and that thought scared her a little.
If Ventus doesn't stop soft-complimenting her and increasing the flustered thankfulness she felt by doing so visbly and emotionally, he'd get a pillow thrown in his face that'd make him stop, followed by suprise-tacklehug. She does understand what he spoke in Japanese for the some part, mostly because she joined a free course in highschool to learn this language, but she doesn't speak it much as her focu laid on understanding and reading this language. Now to think about it, she was lucky that she hadn't have to learn a new language to get along in Chreshire before she came here.
Pokemon are allowed in her dorm, unless they're too big (like Tropius), scary/uncomfortable for her (like Delta Houndour or any Poison Type) or outright disobediant and dangerous. Now to think about is, with a flash of white light she summoned her own - caught - Furret, and let him interact with the smaller Furret Nathan was holding as much as these two liked.
Since Nathan was investigating the books on the table with his eyes, he'd likely notice another one in the small stack that I had in mind but missed to mention, it was a dark fantasy novel featuring Pokemon from a Unovian author, probably something Shiva was reading curently. Given the title, it contained romantic elements, maybe tragic love.
Finally though, Shiva does speak up, as they're not here to discuss various languages. "Uhm... Well, eh, yes, Heart, there's reason I asked ya all (you too, Valder/@Nylon!~) to come up here - thing is, I was at the Violet Tent yesterday and will head there again, not only because I...well... I ran into someone, or let's say he found me instead, who could help us finding the Secret Library." At least now it should be clear why Shiva wanted to not discuss this down in the Lobby. "But first...."
Now, she actually faced Ventus, waiting until he returned her gaze - he'd find her keeping eye contact for a little longer than usually, somewhat calmly - before she would a bit timidly look down to investigate the floor pattern instead. An impercibly sigh escaped her, but she's faintly smiling as if she must have made up her mind about things. She has dared taking quite a step in booking that room at Romantic Hills, and now she means it. "Ven... I still want to be at your...side. Despite Apsis. I have found us a place for dinner and an overnight-stay here in town, already booked a room for tonight..." Now she carefully faced him. "So, can you...spare some time to spend it...with me? Can we meet up in the Lobby of thic Center at, say, 7pm?" (Means, after the drawing of a name at evening, and that in case her name won't be drawn, she can do a quick Training Session or similar?)
Shiva moves on to Heart though, mostly to give Ven some time to ponder and answer and for her to channel this suble nervosity somehow. "Heart, uhm... I do remember you wanted to have a battle 'gainst me, do you? If you want, we can do that right after we're finished discussing stuff here. We'd just have to find a place a little outside of town..." Shiva asking for a battle herself was rare, pretty rare, so it must mean something like how she's silently looking forward to facing the PUNisher in a friendly battle for training... It was alos a bit flattering how he thought that she was so 'strong' in battle meanwhile to have him see her as a worthy opponent.
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--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`
--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`


