[Game Thread] Pokerole: Mount Coronet Mystery

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

Hooray for more happiness of the smol kitsune, Kee's heart threathens to melt into a gooey puddle as Stella noms the Ranc Berry straight from his hand. He just HAS to pet, hug and cuddle her heartily after that late-night snack, almost SO heartily that it'd make Octavia jealous if she wouldn't know already that she's his No.1. "You like these Berries, right?~ Then ya shall have MORE, maybe one per day as a special snack!~~ Yesyes, that sounds good, so be it then!~ I'll buy more tomorrow."

Hooray also for Juhani being willing to stay with him. For now. "Good choice, good choice, I'll make sure you won't regret that!" He's bold enough to pet her head at this point, would even forgive her if she'd bite his hand now. He doesn't speak it out aloud, but he'll probably still end up keeping track of her growth via a written report, putting a spotlight on any oddities and differences from a normal Grotle.

Towards Prof.Rowan, Kee'd give him a rather wary and sceptical look that Octavia playfully mimics just because. (￢ ￢) "Few better places to look for answers... The Lake Guardians themselves suggested that place and if we are asked to play that flute-thingie up there, we're likely heading there anyway, right. What a NICE~ coincidence that it's so assoziated with Dialga and Palkia even." That's meant sarcastically.

HAH, one part of his is incredibly relieved that Roxie WON'T bite his head off as soon as he gets into a 100m-radius around the Gym for having gone on vaccation without a word, another one - and that's the bigger one - is even more confused than before, holding his head and staring at the desk isn't helping progressing this. "So, professor - this bascially means I lost that job, right? That's great, VERY great, this day can HARDLY get better." That's meant sarcastically as well. "That makes me a freelance now. Okay then... I guess any trace of me has been wiped away well, that small cozy flat I've got in Virbank, Trainer Lisence authorized by the League, PC Boxes - this kinda feels like I have died in that dimension, or never existed there. Ugh...." Music cue: MCR - Dead!

He feels like talking with Prof.Rowan has brought more questions than answers, increasing his desire to just head to bed now and see what the next day will bring. He doesn't hold this against the prof. himself though, he gives himself still kind. "Very well then. Yes, I'd...appreciate if you'd contact Prof.Fennel AND Burnet and ask them for insight about this mess. Come on, Octavia... We deserve some rest after such an eventful day, doesn't matter that I'm usually still up at this time of the day. Ran, if you still want me to program that AI, I'll do that t'morrow, unless you are okay with it featuring a lot of careless mistakes and me being twice as grumpy in the morning. We'll likely see one another again then, here in the Lobby probably, before we'll leave this town I wanted to stock up on supplies and find something neat for that icy slash I caught. Not today though anymore, definitely not.... Goodnight for now to y'all."

And off he is, Octavia trotting beside him. (From my side the next day can start then, don't have anything to add anymore.)