[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

As Shiva reached forward and gripped his hand as a sign of gratitude, Ventus smoothly and easily lift her's and placed a kiss upon it, favoring her with a sweet yet ever so slightly mischevious smile, and stopping just short of roguishly waggling his eyebrows. A bold gesture to show that her joy was well received, yes, how could he not cease upon the opportunity she had presented him so? That, and he felt a like teasing affection wouldn't hurt her at all~

Once his Clawizter Claw was brought to the table, he waited until the server was gone before practically tearing right into his meal, breaking past the shell and right into the succulent meat, dunking it into the butter, and then devouring it with a gusto! It had been far too long since he had any quality Pokémon based meat, so he was going to make up for it by extracting every last morsol from the Clawizter Claw and savoring it all! Yum Yum Yum!!! Didn't stop the empath from glancing up from his meal every now and again to shoot his crush a smile, completely oblivious to her nervousness due to the alcohol in his system numbing his extra sense. Oh well, at least he's not worried she's worried, right?

While Shiva was busy properly introducing herself to their new Luvdisc, the slightly drunken researcher went back over to the mini bar and fixed himself a Peri's Black Russian, taking a tentative sip of the beverage and smiling as coffee, cola, and vanilla vodka flavors came together to form the perfect after dinner drink. He wanted to ensure that he kept himself pleasantly buzzed and insulated from his former stressors and festering negativity, so one last cocktail to slowly put away over the night wouldn't hurt too much, right? Besides, he and Shiva had Antidotes just in case, so cheers mate!

His drunken contemplations were interrupted when his most blessed and cherished crush beconned him to her side, and so with a serene smile he glided over and took his place right beside and right where he belong, his mixed drinking in one hand and the other by his side. The fae woman's timid thanks and her question was meet with a thoughtful, questioning look as he pondered it over, taking another sip of his PBR as he did so. Then, a rougish smile appeared on his face as he smoothly replied, leaning closer to Shiva as he did so.

"Hmm.....if I'm allowed imagine anything, I would say you wished to propose to me. A evening of luxury and fine dining, followed by popping the question and a night full of cuddling, yes? Am I right, dear~?"

That little bit of a teasing affection completely caught Shiva off-guard actually, and for a moment she gave him a pretty deadpan and almost confused emotional response (is his empathy still 'functioning'?) and expression as if she was wondering what has happened to Ventus to act...like this. Mere moments after that though, she soft-displayed how swiftly her mood and response can change, by beginning to chuckle behind the hand he didn't hold, clearly being shyly amused by his action. It was new to her that he acted so...well, cute towards her!


The sensation that he was enjoying one more drink once they were back up their room earned Ventus a curious expression, somewhat silently saying ' How much more do you actually plan to drink this evening?', before she turned to her - somewhat their, as he partly paid for it as well - heartshaped fish, both mystified and fascinated by it displaying the simple character Cherie already told her about.

When he took a seat right next to her, somethingelse caught her attention. ....It was the clear smell of coffee! It was...somewhat lingering among the harsh smell of alcohol, as if fighting to soften it a little by adding caffeine! This certainly caused her to perk up and ignore her actual nervousness a little. Actually, this and Ventus acting more 'free' and dear to her did a fine job on relieving her and prevent everything from becoming horribly awkward! "Ven... If you allow me to ask, what are you actually drinking there now? It smells like coffee...and vanilla! A-Actually.... would you let me have a sip? Just one, unlike you I'm not used to hard drinks."

Once he let her (or not, for whatever reasons he may have to deny), she continued where she stopped. Or not, because Ventus leaning in closer and already foreshadowing things were things she...may have not expected him to actually do, and least of all acting upon it. Pretty swiftly, she adapted to this turn of events and actually oozed some charm to join in this game by giving him a very faint peck on the tip of the nose before she softly and playfully mischievous® placed one finger on his lips as a sign to speak no more. "Partly, yes. I won't allow you to touch me however, so behave yourself, okay dear?~  Partly, because I wanted to gift you something. I made it from my Cottonee's shed fluff a while ago... I'm well, not quite sure whether you're into it actually, but I thought with your....liking for dragons...and Opelucid origin....you maybe...would like it." Enough hiding it in between all her other stuff in backpack, eventually Shiva brought that Reshirma plush out. It's wrapped in foil that can be reused for further carrying of it without risking to disturb the noble white color of it. Actually, the whole thing emitted a noblesse of some kind and no seam Shiva made looked like it was done carelessly. (After all, the Crafting Roll was a huge success.)

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Shiva keeps it on her lap at first, her arms softly wrapped around it. For a few seconds, she looks down at it enjoying the white color and how skilled she got at plushie-making thanks to her Starter, before she raised her gaze to actually face Ventus for a moment, then looking back to Reshiram. It seems like she's unable to look at Ven when she made her intentions clear. "So..... well... Ven, if you.... want to be my friend and my boyfriend - both somewhat please, because I...wouldn't enjoy our friendship to simply...end - and accept me as yours, then please accept this...creation from me."

There, she said it. She said something, asked something she would have never honestly expected her to ask or do, but the journey through this region has certainly suprised her many times already, and caused her to step out of her comfort zone a few times already. This was another act of jumping over one's shadow.


(I'll head to bed now, so you have aaaaall the time to reply to this, Windos!)