[Game Thread] Lord Windos’ PokeRole Adventure 2: The Wild Lands

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

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(That's totally fine, please do rest up properly, my dear!)


Progress indeed on getting our beloved magic back! Not...much progress, and it's unpleasant as heck for Bernhard to not have full access to it, but he's certain he'll get to it eventually - hopefully so - as that's perhaps not the first time he has overdone it with using magic. Looking at you, freshman years as a Scimitar under Acrowl's training, and getting to unleash magic in its full potential for the first times.

We'll let Mr. Gleam continue to sleep and snooze for now - because Bernhard feels like he DESPERATELY NEEDS the rest, if him sleeping off more than half a day by now was any indication. If he doesn't wake up in time, we can still make him, he likely want to be present when we'll dose his daughter with our brewed up Panacea? And speaking of her, whyyy is that Saphire Pendant around her neck again, Bernhard was absolutely certain it isn't his doing, he'd definitely remember if he'd put it there. Or was he just imagining and halluzinating how it got dropped into the alchemistic creation yesterday night? ... (・_・; ) No no, Bernhard was absolutely sure that he did NOT, aka that is has been real. That faint glowing of it was proof enough. But... How and why... Eew, he's not in the mood to overthink this right now, least he'd risk more exhaustion and headache. 


However Bernhard involutarily flinches a tad bit from that 'reaching' feeling, as if to say 'not yet, the time is not right yet' - and directs his attention to his two Pokemon-partners; most importantly Nirix, whose morning-greeting is reciprocated with a few gentle pets of his neck. He's also asked whether he wants to retreat to his Luxury Ball for rest, or whether he wants to stay here to keep watch over Saph while Myra is napping. "No doubt has yesterday been...eventful for you, and I do not expect today to be any less so. You have done great and I am utterly proud of you, Nirix. The choice is yours... I'd prefer for you to continue keeping watch over dear Saph, but please do speak up if you need a break now, I will accomodate. ...For me, I have certainly needed the rest, I'll be good soon enough."

Onwards to Zephy!~ But oh boi, she doesn't sound very well, which causes Bern to be on very high guard immediately. His mythic artistic partner usually isn't in a foul mood without there being a reason for it, especially so since yesterday night has been all bonding and reconciling! Bernhard does NOT enter the kitchen just YET, but says outside of it. "How lovely of you, having wanted to make breakfast in bed for dear old me, Zephy. It's much appreciated indeed. Well... Don't mind if I do." NOW Bernhard slowly does enter - inside, can we pick up on any hints that have caused her grumpy mood? Not going to directly ask, nope - perhaps an Insight Check first, or do we could pick up anything via our bond to her?

The Pendant glowed a bit brighter before that feeling rescinded, leaving only a faint note of 'apology' and 'caring-patience' from it. Yeah....

Nirix elects to stay with Saph for the moment, very much in agreement with keeping continued watch over the poor Cursed girl. He gives you a faint smile and butts his head against you again, pleased and feeling fulfilled that he upheld your expectations and did his solemn duty well. His ancestors would be proud, helping such a pure maiden!

You only got some more grumbling and a LOUD, heavy *SIGH* , followed by her simply saying "Hurry up and let's get this over with..." No signs nor clue of anything that could be responsible for your artist heartest's foul mood, not even looking at your Bond with her. Which, in of itself, is a big red flag - Zephy doesn't usually shield herself from you THAT much, so this is either a most unusual situation indeed or you somehow got yourself in the Poochy house without conscious awareness last Night. 

Once you enter the breakfast nook, you froze in place, as you immediately realized why she was so pissy.

For sitting at the table, casual as can be, was Morgana, a plate with some sort of whipped cream and fruity desert right in front of her, and a cup of tea close at hand.

Right besides her, relatively speaking, was Zephy, one paw on her face with a scowl as she glared daggers at the Fae Lady, her own breakfast - a plate full of syrupy fried Orans - barely picked at. 

A spot at the table with your usual breakfast fair was prepared, right smack dab in the middle of the two women.

Morgana finished a bite of her meal with, took a sip of her tea, and then daintily whipped away some whip cream on her before finally turn to face you, a warm yet coy smile already teasing her lips.

"Saluations and good mornings, oh brightest days from darkest nights, my dear. *Pats the side of the table* Come here, come hence, and break your fast properly at last, hmm hmm hmm .... ~"

Quiiiite the big red flag it is indeed, if Zephy was shielding herself from her Master's, Partner's and Wielder's insight that heavily! Dear heavens, Bernhard hasn't even started on the day yet and already feels like returning to bed, completely bury himself beneath the covers, and pretend that he's not there and not available. But that wasn't an option given how much there is on the mental to-do-list for this day, eew.

Can't say that Bernhard wasn't tempted to go for that option anyway though, very so, given who was waiting there for him at the table. He should have know... Say no more, that SUFFICIENTLY explains his artistic partner's foul mood, causing him to mentally facepalm. "Mor...gana, my dear......." Their gaze rested on her for a few seconds in sheer suprise, before Bernhard immediately janked his head away to look in the opposite direction. Or out of a near window. Or at the wall, which was suprisingly interesting all of a sudden. Heat combined with flustered coyness and embarassment raised up in him, and caused quite the meek blush appear on their face - their stoic fascade crumbled into pieces and dust, right here, right now and within mere seconds. Bernhard's mind immediately started to scream 'Don't look, don't you dare..., while a small but not insignificant voice also came up like 'Why not?! There's nothing you haven't seen yet...'

One bashful *cough* later, they take their assigned place - right in the middle of the two women, mind you! - and trying hard to play it cool as they poured a copious amount of cream into the blackest tea there can be. Their gaze switches between Zephy and Morgana back and forth, obviously feeling quite and utterly torn. The mythic maestro receives a genuinely apologetic look of "I'm so sorry I'm putting you through this...", while Morgana... receives a tender smile and a gentle stroke of her cheek with the back of Bernhard's natural hand (the blush is still apparent). "What a, uhm... pleasant suprise to see you this early... *looking away again, posture strenghtens* But, why are you here? Morgana, sweetheart, love, honey~♡... I am BUSY and OCCUPIED with important business, and f...frankly not in the mood..."

Bern's tone of voice of voice wasn't scolding or rebuking, no. Just...honestly wondering. Bit of a stupid question also, since Bernhard's got the feeling he knows why she's here.