[Game Thread] Pokerole Mystery Dungeon: Primal Shadows

[Lord Windos]

Spoiler

These words from the fierly demon unfortunately don't diminish Ziggy Kee's concern or sadness... In fact his expression suggests that they increase it instead. The gaze he gives her is one that channels anxiety, compassion, care and a strong sense of gloomy melancholy. "My my, Pyra, dear.... o(TヘTo)" Kee edges closer without saying more (to a degree where he's almost 'cuddled up to her'), positions himself so that his back supports her broken arm, and even dares to all faintly yet honestly gently lick over her cheek. "Now, listen... Ya may feel 'n think ya're fine, but... But!... Ya CAN'T be tot'lly sound 'n well if ya just j... jump'd down that cliff just to see what happens, dontcha lie or play tha strong one t'me ( ._.) Yes ya CAN still walk, run, bite, fight if ya want, but yar 'minor' injury will only get worse if not treated quickly, 'n foes may see ya as easy target of attacks upon noticin' that ya're injured. Ya see?"

He beginns to sniffle, his voice staggers. "B'sides, YOU may say ya're fine... But seein' ya fall 'n hit tha ground like that, it... *light sob*...It's causin' ME sorrow 'n distress, it pains mah heart in some way; I dunno why, but it DID 'n still DOES." He quickly rubs over his deep-red eyes as they fill with tears. "Please try not t'do somethin' dangerous like that again, will ya...?" He whispers that as he leans in just a little more.

And then he shakes his head to semi-hide the fact that he's at the verge of crying. "No Oran Berry? Well, then not, very well." He packs it away. "Lemme try somethin' different t'least though...":

A Stabilize Check. Can Ziggy Kee use leaves, twigs and bark from the tree/s to impromptu-splint Pyra's broken arm? The actual roll would be 2 Dext + 0 Knowledge + 0 Medicine - 3 Inaccuracy, but if Logic adds to that it'll be exactly 1d6; if the Single Action/the fact that Pyra'a not struggling or bleeding = Kee can concentrate on this tast counts in, it's even 3d6.

Regardless whether ot whether not this works or succeeds, Kee kinda prefers to call it a day and return to the Guild to receive the rewards and report successfully accomplishes missions to Floette.

With Kee becoming emotional over her injury on top of everyone else' concerns despite her repeated attempts to alleviate them, Pyra was finally starting to become uncomfortable about it, her smile dimming to almost non-existence as she started shuffling under the crittercoon's intense and worried scrutiny. Not the pain it was causing, no (It hardly registered with her now), but with how vividly and dramatically her friends were reacting over such a minor thing. She said she was okay and there was no need to fret over it or her, but they seem to believe her for reasons that completely elude her comprehension. This whole fuss over her was baffling and not a little disconcerting for the lil' fiendess, and at this point she didn't quite know what to do to clear it up.

So she sorta stood awkwardly and quietly stared as the furry punkstar almost tearfully chided, caressed, comforted, cared, and confided for her , only occasionally flicking her gaze over to the others to observe their reactions and to the side when he got really torn up about her actions and condition. Once he was finished and pressed himself close to herself did Pyra choose to act after a good few second, tentatively reaching out with her good claw over Kee's head, hesitating briefly, before she lowered it and began ranking it softly through his hair.

"I.....okay. Okay. I don't understand fully or completely, no, but.....okay. If this has you so overwrought with fright, my broken arm is an all consuming worry to you and the others , we will leave the dungeon and get it taken care of with speedy haste. I'm fine now, and I will be better later and soon enough. So be calm, Kee. Be calm. Fret not, and....shed no tears over me. There is no need for that. All is well, and I'm fine. "

Pyra says all that with halting, slow, and concerned gentle murmur, trying her salvationdest to consul and soothe her fellow being of Darkness before he got more emotional or, inferno forbid, had a true breakdown over her condition. Despite everything he said, she was still almost entirely unconcerned about it herself, nor quite understood why her injury was bothering everyone and especially him and Karen so much. That hadn't changed in the slightest. But if it would make them feel better and return to their original and wonderful selves......she'll start treating it more seriously and get it taken care of ASAP. This whole....thing about her was just as mystifying as ever, but that didn't stop her from heading their wish, vocal and unspoken, or for caring about them with all her heart and soul.

His plea, though......well, she already gave her answer to it with Dax. That would have to be enough for him and everyone for now. 

All that said, Pyra would let Kee try to Stablize her broken arm, and then promptly 'port her Team back to Sahra to report their quests success, collect their due rewards, get her arm checked and treated (if need be), and then head for their current home with Marcus.  That is (hopefully) all, 'cause I don't think the fiery demoness could take anymore drama.