05-05-2018, 07:39 AM
(This post was last modified: 05-05-2018, 03:19 PM by PhantomUnderYourDesk.
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Guess that this was farewell for now - 'goodbye, wonderful and mystic cavern of ice and grass, may you remain so beautiful as long as Dialga keeps time running. Goodbye, Central Fern' - Shiva will remember you. 'And thank you for letting me be your guest, thanks a lot for that gift you gave, I'll keep it as a treasure'. Everytime Shiva does look at the jar now, she's drawn into that circle of the jar darkening and lighting again, though she can only theorize over the meaning and purpose of this so far.
Onward they all went then, Furret is recalled by now for some rest, means the only Pokemon she has out at the moment are Dizzy (walking a few steps in front of her, as he is asked to stick close to her), Raphael (if there's enough room in the tunnel, he casually flies over her) and Cottonee (who returned to her favorite spot [on her beloved Master's head]). The latter is still full of seeds of Oddish, how a Dittoddish is running around at the moment spreading EVEN MORE seeds is not helping at all. Shiva's hair and cloak certainly caught some of these spores as well, but luckily she's not allergic to them - in fact, she doesn't mind too much, at best she only rejoices over being able to contribute to the spreading of seeds of a Grass Type.
Her hair and cloak are also featuring some specks of snow, it'll probably melt away slowly due to the coldness down here. Speaking of coldness, she doesn't mind that either - she's warm, her Ranger's Cloak does keep her warm even on the snow top of Mount Sentry and down in it's icy and dark heart. There's always a fresh breeze from the sea in Castiia City regardless of how many yards away from the coastline you live, heat is way more an issue for her - it tends to get to her head, during hot summer days, it quickly gets stuffy and sticky in the streets, eek. Then, Shiva usually either remained at home or deliberately took a few Ice Types for walks to the Central Park.
Frankly, she's also missing Ventus even more now that he's even physically absent - it pains. IT PAINS, IT HURTS, MAKE IT STOP! The thought of something happening to him, this was something that was giving her anxious chills over her whole body.
Nonsense, my dear. He's tough, you know that.
And if he gets lost? Takes a wrong turn?!
He's not so dumb to risk that, even in his eager to find that Shedninja.
...I do hope you're correct.
Have I ever lied to you simply to ease you...?
You haven't.
See? You'll see him again. Look, you have his child with you... And you and Ven made a promise to keep yourselves safe.
Indeed, Shiva gave Raphael above her a thankful smile that only he'd notice - the archangel gave her hope. Hope was worth more than the food she carried, when things were dire she had still her Pokemon with her to provide some figurative light. They're with one - somewhat intuitive, Shiva reached up to stroke over her Cottonee's soft fluff, not minding that some spores will stick to her hand then. The state of peaceful trance has not yet faded completely, and now that Shiva has 'returned' again, she can feel the aftermaths - they were not harmful. She felt okay, she'll tune down as the way continues, her senses slowly will get back to the natural alertness, all while she was humming the sound of the wonderland to her and her Pokemon.
When petting the fluff of her Cottonee, she can feel the love this Pokemon harbours for her to a greater degree due to her subconscious mind still being more awake - how touching. It's mutual friendshippy love, these two will slay dragons until even a furious Hydreigon will think twice before approaching them.
Onward they all went then, Furret is recalled by now for some rest, means the only Pokemon she has out at the moment are Dizzy (walking a few steps in front of her, as he is asked to stick close to her), Raphael (if there's enough room in the tunnel, he casually flies over her) and Cottonee (who returned to her favorite spot [on her beloved Master's head]). The latter is still full of seeds of Oddish, how a Dittoddish is running around at the moment spreading EVEN MORE seeds is not helping at all. Shiva's hair and cloak certainly caught some of these spores as well, but luckily she's not allergic to them - in fact, she doesn't mind too much, at best she only rejoices over being able to contribute to the spreading of seeds of a Grass Type.
Her hair and cloak are also featuring some specks of snow, it'll probably melt away slowly due to the coldness down here. Speaking of coldness, she doesn't mind that either - she's warm, her Ranger's Cloak does keep her warm even on the snow top of Mount Sentry and down in it's icy and dark heart. There's always a fresh breeze from the sea in Castiia City regardless of how many yards away from the coastline you live, heat is way more an issue for her - it tends to get to her head, during hot summer days, it quickly gets stuffy and sticky in the streets, eek. Then, Shiva usually either remained at home or deliberately took a few Ice Types for walks to the Central Park.
Frankly, she's also missing Ventus even more now that he's even physically absent - it pains. IT PAINS, IT HURTS, MAKE IT STOP! The thought of something happening to him, this was something that was giving her anxious chills over her whole body.
Nonsense, my dear. He's tough, you know that.
And if he gets lost? Takes a wrong turn?!
He's not so dumb to risk that, even in his eager to find that Shedninja.
...I do hope you're correct.
Have I ever lied to you simply to ease you...?
You haven't.
See? You'll see him again. Look, you have his child with you... And you and Ven made a promise to keep yourselves safe.
Indeed, Shiva gave Raphael above her a thankful smile that only he'd notice - the archangel gave her hope. Hope was worth more than the food she carried, when things were dire she had still her Pokemon with her to provide some figurative light. They're with one - somewhat intuitive, Shiva reached up to stroke over her Cottonee's soft fluff, not minding that some spores will stick to her hand then. The state of peaceful trance has not yet faded completely, and now that Shiva has 'returned' again, she can feel the aftermaths - they were not harmful. She felt okay, she'll tune down as the way continues, her senses slowly will get back to the natural alertness, all while she was humming the sound of the wonderland to her and her Pokemon.
When petting the fluff of her Cottonee, she can feel the love this Pokemon harbours for her to a greater degree due to her subconscious mind still being more awake - how touching. It's mutual friendshippy love, these two will slay dragons until even a furious Hydreigon will think twice before approaching them.
"Anything can be art. Anything can be self-expression. Now take your weapon and run with it" [Gerard Way]
--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`
--Windos is my OTP ❤---
`❤★`°・:*:・。
。・:*:・゚’★❤`


