[Game] Lord Windos' PokeRole Adventure: Celadon City Vandel

[Lord Windos]

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Arial was left with nothing to say towards his girfriend. He understand the situation she is suffering right now. He also have done so many bad things in the past, and have took lifes too with the think of survive. Some he feel guilty, and other not so much. But the situation of Riza was very much different from his...to be forced to hunt, kill and drink blood just to survive another day...he feel stupid to bring such topic towars her.

He aproach Riza and give her confort hug, since its all he can do. "...I sorry. I shouldnt have say that to you...I indeed a terrible boyfriend." He grab both Riza hands and make she look to him. "Listen Riz: You are not a monster. A monster would not feel guilty or bad to do the things you did. Even with you appearance, deep inside you, you have a human soul. As much you cant change the past, you can choose another path now in the present." Arial then look with eyes of someone who also done bad things.


 


"...I have also done bad things too Riza. Like you I also have killed to survive. Alone with a cold city where only the strong survive. Like you, I have lived and fight to survive and sure the lifes of my "hive": My cat Gaspar, my Wise Meteor Baltazar and my Saber Cat Metalynx. I not better than anyone, and I could never judge you." Arial then aproach Riza and hold her face. "Because, despite everything I have done and suffer, I could still learn to like the world. I may hate humanity, but I learn to love this world...And I also learn to love you too..."

Arial then smile to her. With honest words. "...yeah. Its true what I mean. I felt this...conection between us. In the begining I feel sympatethic towards you, but...when time go have foward, with the more interactions we have having, I could feel myself more and more fall in love with you. I dont care about the appearance of your body, but the beauty of your soul."

Arial then kneel and grab her hand. "Thats why I have a important question to you." Arial then hold the Nuclear Ball of Geingeroach, like some sort of ring of wedding and look deep in Riza eyes. "Riza Bete, would you accept me, Arial CopyCat Swhrodinger as your boyfriend? And you would accept be my girlfriend?"

(3)(1)(1)(4)(2)(2)
Arial's Evasion Roll: DEX (3) + Fight (3) + Evasion (1) - Unexpectedness (2) = 4D6 Dice
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Riza nearly slammed you into the ground when you barely touched her, the unexpectedness of your gesture coupling with her intense distress promptly hear to instinctively lash with a quick jab from one of her concealed extra arms! However, you react quickly in time to dodge under the blow by leaning far back, before you like a Wobbuffet you bounced can clamped your arms around the reformed bloodsucker with great earnest as you apologized and forced her to listen as you told her the truth.

...

Normally, the Bug Metahuman would have easily wrenched herself free from your grasp and either start flailing about in blind panic, and/or dart away from parts unknown once she recovered from her minor breakdown and suddenly realizing she Struck at Arial. The only person that truly cared about her, the one person that not only believed in her, but would defend and stand up for her, despite being so so very undeserving. The one person that made her feel special yet normal, and not the HORRIBLE MONSTER that she was. And she nearly harmed him with her careless, stupid stupid stupidness!  

To treat him anything less than total subservience , respect, and compassion was already tantamount to Very Bad, Don't Do Ever!!!' , but to actually try to inflict Damage on him, even unknowingly? [u]Terrible TERRIBLE!!! Do Not Deserve Him! Not Deserve!! Flee! Flee Into Darkness. Let Consume Her, Until Weak. Empty. Gone. She Deserved That. For Trying Harm Arial. Her Saver. Her Warmth.

However......she couldn't. 

She was unable to.

Because you were holding her. Holding tight. Holding her steady and firm. Holding her close.

Telling her she was not Bad Monster. Telling her that she was still Human. Telling her that she could be Good.

He shared his own pain as well. His struggle with own Hive of Pokemon. With Tiny Cat, Rock Wizard, and Big Cat. Told her he was nobody, and not see her as Monster, Never Could.

Out of everything Arial said to her,though, it was the very last things that caught her attention, seized her out of the mire of Grief Panic Shame Guilt Shock , and pierced straight into her Heart Mind.

He said that he loved her.

Not happy with.

Not care for.

Love.

It was such a simple word. It held the meaning of something so vast, grand, nebulous, shift, yet so easily understood, sought after, and found in everyone. 

Really, it was.

For every living, barely sentient thing on this world knew what is was, in some form or another. 

Some knew it as a Mother and Father to their Child, and Child to Mama and Daddy. 

Others knew it as the Bonds of Friendship, of Companions, of Seniority and Wisdom, some forged through Happiness, Sadness, even Anger, and other through Life, Age, and Hardship. 

Many knew it as passionate, as the fiercest Blaze, some warm and mellow, as that of a campfire, and some saw it as cooling, cold, yet still sparking, like lingering embers of a Fire of yor. 

Few knew it as unfair, or cruel, like the roasting summer rays, or tough, harsh, and unyielding, as the stiffest winter's breeze. 

Fewer still saw it as a Tool to many ends, or Currency to horde, invest, and spend, or a Toy to play with and break as they please.

Virtually everyone knew it through Mentor-ship and Support at one point, while thankfully scant only knew it only as Themselves.

Love is such a simple word that can mean anything.

So what does it mean to Riza Bette?

Companionship. Solidarity. Acceptance. Mutual Defense. Kindness. Caring. Warmth.

Warmth.

Arial gave her all these. Unconditionally, and without asking for anything.

Arial made her feel those things. For herself.....and for him.

Him.

That was it.

All this time, all these strange, yet familiar feelings.

It was Love.

She Loved Him, and He Loved Her.





Riza almost didn't notice the Nuclear Ball he present to her, and the offer he made, so wrapped up by the Truth he told her, the Truth she now realized and knew. She was still, so still that a Rock type would mistake her for a rock. Yet still, she listened. 

She had no real concept of this 'girlfriend' or 'boyfriend' he was speaking of, or if she did, they were long since forgotten by now, lost in her own stunted, twisted, regressed, and warped little mind. She hardly understood why he was giving her a Bug Pokemon, another to include in her Hive, one whom she could feel its agony, hatred, and despair, and understand so well. 

She did, however, completely understand one thing. The most important thing of the all.

She wanted to be with Arial, be his Mate......and so too did he want her.

Automatically, the woman rest her hand on the Nuclear Ball, and with a barest flicker of her Will Mind, she hushed its inhabitant, soothe its broken spirit the best she could, and lulled it to slumber, like she had with some many others of her Hive and Bug Friends of Past. All with ease born of experience and familiarity. You could feel it all, hear it all, as if it were you she was speaking deeply.

There there, Lead Bug. Rest, Be Well. New Days Will Be Better.

Riza grasped the ball, and took it from you with delicate hesitation, bring it to her belt beneath her cloak and clipping it there with the rest of her Hive, all without her hooded gaze deviating from Arial's.

Then, slowly, ever so slowly with her other hand, she reached for her hood, and folded it back to let you see her.

Her appearance was still as unique and bizarre as ever, and the lighting of the warehouse was hardly doing it anymore justice either.....but I imagine neither she nor you cared all that much about that.

Very carefully, Riza reached forward for you with one pair of arms, then another that slowly slide out of their cover- almost fearfully, too as if she shatter you or the Love between them - , and gently returned your hug, closing her eyes and pressing her forehead against yours.

It was the closest thing to a kiss she had, as he mouth was not fit for such a task. At least, not yet.

No words were spoken by her.

You understood her perfectly well.