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

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

OG Post

Zephy.....ignoring her Master, Partner and Wielder is rude, but he can see where it's coming from so it is somewhat accepted for now, somewhat grateful for he even happens to be. We'll let her take her time to unwind and sulk if that's what she wants to do, and hope that the smol Mythic won't hold its grudge for too long. Not the first time something like this has happened though, so Bernhard is confident things will be fine soon enough. Hopefully. Probably. If anything, he knows how to get back into good terms with her, one way or the other.

And now... The fateful time has eventually come, Bernhard did BOTH anticipate and fear that moment, the pressure of being like 'the last hope' weighted heavily on his shoulder (he did not display that however, no). For a bit, he would just be there at Saph's side in complete silence, burning + smoking incense sticks of Sage, the Saphire Pendant held softly yet confidently in his Gauntet'ed hand, Zephy perking on his shoulder to keep watch, Myra and Nirix being invited to come to his side to provide silent company and quiet reassurance. In such meaningful moments, Bernhard did highly value his chosen Pokemon's company, as much as he vows prefering to be left alone and by himself. How the Saphire Pendant flared up upon contact, how these feelings of 'anticipation' , 'relief' , and 'urgency' are reaching hi- no, are reaching out to him - is answered with a gentle look and quiet words of "Do not be fearful. I am here, at last and eventually..." *gently tightening grip on it, closing eyes, and lowering voice to nothing but a mere whisper* "Please, stay with me. Help me, aid me, like you did yesterday. Please... do make this work. Please... do awake dear Saph. I wish for her to... be conscious for this."

To help with awaking her to consciousness, can we please cast a gentle Aromatherapy from Spritzee over her via Evocation?

Considering you thought that being playful with Morgana in the house of a complete strange was a-okay and that you somewhat humiliated her in front of one of the people she likes least in the world....ignoring you was a pretty tame reaciton, all things considered. Be grateful she didn't deign to dye your hair sherbert green and poka-dotted orange for this (again) and take what victories you can about this ongoing spat!

The incense smoke behaved strangely, with the trails visibly writhing and twisting towards and around young Saph, as if guided by some unseen force. The Sapphire Pendant now glowed brightly as a Blue LED Lamp as your Intent and Commitment to Helping Saph poured out from you like a facaut on full blast, with Myra starring at it with no small amount of awe (and confusion?) while Nirix simply bowed his head. Your prayer, simple as it was, provoked a reaction - the feeling of something drapping across your shoulders, supporting you.

Yes. I will. Wake up, precious gem....

Aromatherapy
Automatic Success

Fragrant and almost spicy mist poured out from your gauntlet, filling the air for a moment before the haze settled down over the lil' girl like a aetherial blanket. She took several deep breaths of it, her nose cutely twitching....

....Before her eyes slowly, slowly opened. 

It was then you noticed the last odd thing about young Saph - her eyes were not normal. No pupil, no iris - just solid purple that faded the farther from the center of the eye, like ripples from a stone drop in a murky puddle. From what pictures of the girl you looked at, this was not her natural, original eye color - solid, bright blue, if you are curious - and something in your gut told you this change happened as a result of her condition.

For the first few seconds Saph's eyes were unclear, unfocused. Then the Pendant seemed to pulse in your grasp, and immediately after the girl's eyes became more and more aware. Little out a tired, weak yawn, she looked over to you and smile.

"Mr. Mage...."

Her voice was like tattered silk - soft, whispy, but so very worn out.

"*Looks Around* Mr. Uni, Ms. Fox...."

She coughs at this point, looking about ready to pass out from only that much effort, but she steadies as she looks back to you again, her eyes full of warmth and an odd sense of...familiarity? 

"They....they told me about you.... How....you....were here to help. Papa, Da Da, and Ma ma. *Look sharpens* Ma ma...."

Sweet little gemstone...I'm here. Always.

She smiles again, then gives you a curious look, so honest and pure you felt as if you were in front of a Holy Relic.

"Can....you help....Mr. Mage? If....you can't...."

She smiles, this one full of understanding. 

Acceptance.

"I....won't.....blame you. Never...ever....ever...."

Save her. Please.

An unseen force 'guiding 'the incense smoke to writh and twist around dear little Saph, the bright blue glow of the Saphire Pendant worn around her neck and held in the gauntlet'ed hand and the feels of something drapping across his shoulders - no, Bernhard wasn't afraid anymore. The weight of being 'the last hope' for the Gleams felt like it lifted, even if it was by just a little bit, upon that presence making itself known, upon the realization that it was there to support him. That is was there with him, that is has never left a single time since yesterday evening.

Yes. I will. Wake up, precious gem....

"...Thank you." Simple words perhaps, but Bernhard feels like there is no need to say anything more or anythingelse. His words, even if they were no more than a mere whisper spoken to something unseen, ringed and echoed back in his mind and in the dead-silence of the room where it was just him, his Pokemon-partners, Saph, and... eventually, Bernhard feels like he understands.

He returned Saph's gaze as she eventually and slowly woke up. He did not flinch away or reacted to the unpleasant sight of the state of her eyes, that unhealthy solid purple color they had - if anything, he took painful note of it, took it as an indication of how much the Curse has taken over the poor little girl, and how dire the situation was. Bernhard feels grateful that he has managed to come for help in Mr. Gleam's name, having been approached by him just a day or mere hours later might have been too late already - he does not want to think of such a possibility.

Her weak, soft and so very worn out words of greeting to him were met with subtle and (in Bernhard's terms) incrediby gentle smile and look. He felt like just one spoken word could tear dear Saph apart, break her, so weak and whispy she was laying there, being awake now at last... He carefully placed his natural hand on hers - ignoring how icy-cold the touch was - while his hand with the Gauntlet never lost a gentle grip around the Saphire Pendant of her. "...I know. I am here to help you, just like your dear mother has come to rescue me yesterday as I was concocting the medicine for you... If it weren't for her, I would not...be able to potentially cure you of the vile curse infesting your system, hope for you to see the world again would I have much less indeed, confidence that I can make a difference would I have a whole lot less..."

She smiles again, then gives you a curious look, so honest and pure you felt as if you were in front of a Holy Relic.
"Can....you help....Mr. Mage? If....you can't...."
She smiles, this one full of understanding.
Acceptance.
"I....won't.....blame you. Never...ever....ever...."

*looking beat, yet there's a confident undertone all subtly in between the lines* "Least I can do is try. ...Though it is not me you shall thank, nor my magical unicorn... It is her. She who has always been with you, and who is still with you now when you are at your weakest... Least I can do is repaying her, by doing what I - " *motions to Nirix, Myra and Zephy* " - what we can do to help you."

"Please, do not be afraid. Do not loose hope, for it never left in the first place. Please, trust in me. Trust in... her."

Save her. Please.

"I shall and I will."



Course of Action: 
Do not respond here just yet, Windos. I'd like to discuss the course of action and the scene with you via PM at first. (incoming) sent