[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

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At first, Shiva's indeed leaving the pace and any 'starting' of things to her dear, but from...the look of it this won't progress things, causing her to eventually sigh and slightly turn to face Ven from the side. Staying like that for a little, she eventually accumulates her courage and speaks up to him a careful and soft voice. "Ven.... From the look of it, something is aling you. You....know how I'm there for you. That hasn't changed. So, are you...fine with...I mean, would like to share what it is? If it's something about me that causes you headache, then please don't be shy to enlighten me, be honest. Only this way we may...find to each other again."

She turned silent after this, a bit tense even. But she'll listen to this oddball of researcher if he decides to open up, and will not pry if he doesn't.... Not until it'll cause direct problems, at least.

Those words of his most blessed girlfriend caused the often erratic researcher to tense up badly , causing him to turn away from her soft, inquisitive stare as he ruefully grimenced to himself as he tried to hide the full extent of how much a innocent and caring questions made him uncomfortable. Yeap, something was definitely eating him up, like a Snorlax at an all you can eat buffet. Ventus stayed like this for several minutes in silence, avoiding eye contact and schooling his own emotions, seemingly looking poised to just get up and walked away and avoid Shiva's questions altogether. He didn't once budge from his fae fancy's side though, showing either a remarkable resolve hidden beneath all that anxiety and reserved wariness....or he feels like he's trapped, and their is no escape now. Maybe even a little of both.

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'.....I'm sorry, Shiva. I'm so, so sorry.....For being so.....fearful......so guarded, wary, and distrustful. For...…..for being terrified of you,  and ready to have Apsis lash out at you out of....out of a felt need to defend myself from you .  For treating you.....everyone.....like they are some pariahs, or like they were retrobates not worthy of my time. Most of all......I'm sorry for ignoring you, for pushing away and shutting you out  like I have, when all you've done to me is being understanding, patience, and FORGIVING …."

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"......I will not lie…...I'm am still scared of you. Of Everyone that has come into contact with That Gauntlet , of you becoming.....becoming something beyond human , and making such a.......transformation so willing.  Its....its all so horrible for me to see and know their was NOTHING I could do and stop it, to convince you otherwise , and just had to....had to let it happen. I'm....I'm afraid you....Nathan....Heart.....I'm afraid that by so willingly.....transform into such a THING, you'll become twisted by that POWER, that you'll all end go the same way of my, my, m-my...…"

".....my mother. Or rather, what little is left of her in THAT.....THING. "

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"...…...It doesn't fully excuse how badly I've treated you. You are a Fae Woman, interest in all sorts of occult and arcane things that I consider taboo and dangerous, and yet somehow still learned to accept that fact and still become your friend, let alone your BOYfriend. Yet I still treat you like less than an lowly Bug type, unworthy of my attention. ……I'm....I'm so scared, so apprenhensive, so wary of EVERYONE, but I have to keep that bottled up, keep everyone away and deal with it myself, as NOBODY else seemed to CARE about my FEARS, but-but I could have come to YOU earlier, told you about it, save you a day of worry and silent concern and...and DESPAIR...…

"......But I refused. I shunned you too, like everyone else...…
"......I am still shunning you now, aren't I."

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"...…I'm so sorry"

The researcher hangs low, so low that it looks like he'll tip over and out of the hammock and bruise his head, after say all of.....THAT.

…Coping with everything alone...
……simply because you are too afraid to share your woes with everyone else...
………yet knowing someone cares and could helped you, and you could have helped them too, if you only reached out earlier.....

……..Its not a nice feeling.