[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Crafting something easy and safe, like fluff, while watching your Pokemon, is OK. Anything involving a knife or fire, not so much.

Gloom spots your angel feather, and points to that.

Sounds resonable and comprehensible, will follow that.


Now to Shiva and Gloom:

???????????????????????????!!!!!!!!!!! Smol Gloom hinting that the precious angelic feather's the reason why their wounds are healed so neatly catches the empathic fae woman rather off-guard, but not at all in a negative way: Her quizzical and curious expression slowly develops into a guessing 'Got you!~'-smile for the grassy 'mon; before her inner eye a variety of the wildest and most colorful throughts starts to flash by. She cannot know for sure whether her guess is correct or not, but she thinks to see things a little clearer now.

Now, she also got MUCH more interested in this particular Gloom. What a nice twist~

"That feather....? O.... Oh, that's mine, nope, miiiiine! MY treasure, you hear? >o<" She protectively clings to the feather (just firm enough to not damage it), holds it a bit away from Gloom but is still sporting that smile. She can be lucky that this species of Pokemon is also a partial Grass Type as she'd be pretty innocent about how to properly allure and tame a pure Poison Type - it'd go much against her attitude that the Pokemon in question would very likely even notice it's not meant honest and therefor not bother to agree to an offer. Gloom however... Gathering her courage and calming her nerves by a deep breath, Shiva continues: No fear is visible in her eyes behind the glasses. "But listen, dear one... Would you be interested in coming with me maybe? You can surely hold that feather a bit if you like then. If you behave, you can even have it. My various other Grass Types would rejoice to meet you, and I would rejoice as you'd be something special - have I fled from your infamous bad smell so far? Would I?..." She shakes her head. "Nope, I would not. Because I know the drool being the source of that smell is valuable, plants I'd grow will thank being fertilized with it. I will thank if you'd be to show me your luckychanting when the moon has risen high, A wonderful technique, isn't it? ....More berries, by the way?" Rummaging a bit in her stuff, Shiva places one Safari Ball in front of her and offers more food to Gloom in her cupped hand, they aren't trembling.