Granted, the abilities he had outside of battle were something that Vinnie never fully explored back in his Ivysaur days. And even as a Venusaur, he still didn't have total control. It was usually just a subconscious act, save for certain times of the year when these powers for magnified.
Vinnie had no idea how sensitive Bulba was to the forces they wielded. After all, he was still an Ivysaur, and raised by humans and labs instead of a forest (something that Vinnie rather pitied him for). But at the same time, between the two of them, Bulba was, admittedly, much less abrasive and thick-headed and dumb.
If there was a chance that Bulba could help, then why not ask him? At some point, Vinnie had to put his pride away. He just. Wasn't ready to do it right at this moment.
Re: Morning, Sunday the 19th
All of my CR is yours, beautiful ladyGranted, the abilities he had outside of battle were something that Vinnie never fully explored back in his Ivysaur days. And even as a Venusaur, he still didn't have total control. It was usually just a subconscious act, save for certain times of the year when these powers for magnified.
Vinnie had no idea how sensitive Bulba was to the forces they wielded. After all, he was still an Ivysaur, and raised by humans and labs instead of a forest (something that Vinnie rather pitied him for). But at the same time, between the two of them, Bulba was, admittedly, much less abrasive and thick-headed and dumb.
If there was a chance that Bulba could help, then why not ask him? At some point, Vinnie had to put his pride away. He just. Wasn't ready to do it right at this moment.
"May... be. I guess I should ask him. Later."