[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

Seeing that Nathan accept his request, Ventus somehow smiled even more radiantly, and follow Nathan out. Before that, though, he turned towards his companions and told them, "We'll be back soon, so don't worry about us! If my Pokémon are healed before I get back, though, make sure to let Raphael out of his Pokeball. They need to socialize with others if they are going to grow up right!"Walking slightly behind Nathan, he was silent as he took in the sight of Trillum. While it had nothing on Castlia or Nimbasa City in terms of flair and activity, it had that quant rural charm that always soothed him.

Just think about Unova was making him homesick, so he banished the thought from his mind, and turned towards Nathan with his first inquiry. "Nathan, as you know, I have captured an Ekans from my recent foray into the tall grasses. It was certainly a fine specimen, seeing as it almost totally disable both me and Larry. Had it not be for Vincent and Officer Wakes, things could have gone far worse. I'm still worried, though, on what to exactly do with the Ekans. While I am certain that I can rear it into a well adjusted fighter, I'm afraid that it resent me and prove to be a problem,"

Ventus smile went away as he grew pensive about the snake in his care. "What concerns me most is the possibility of it lashing out violently, and possibly severely injury or doing worse to our Pokémon and friends. I know what a Poison types toxins are capable of... and I sorely wish I was not," he said, grimacing from his own words. 'Not the most pleasant memories to remind myself of,' Ventus though, before he turned to face Nathan, looking pensive. "I ask you, what should I do? Should I keep it and attempt to take care of it, navigating its treacherous attitude, or should I forsake it for the wellbeing of myself and the group? I could certainly decide for myself, but I'd like to hear your thought on the matter."

Well, that question came out of nowhere.  Well, maybe not, but Nathan hadn't been expected to be asked THAT of all things.  Well, he might as well answer honestly with what he'd always thought about catching pokemon..."If there's one thing I don't like about just catching wild pokemon, it's that we're forcibly removing them from the homes they've known all their lives if they don't willingly go with the trainer.  If it were me, I'd either find a way to take care of it properly or release it back into its home.  I don't think the second one is an option in this case.  As for the first one...well, if you don't feel up to the task, find someone else who is.  Assuming what you said is true, you at least know how to raise a poison type, yes?  It should also help that we have a member of its nest as well.  I can't make the decision for you, but that's what I think of the matter.  Now, before we continue..."

Nahan turns around to face Ventus.  "We're here.  Welcome to the hiking trails at the base of Mt. Molten.  I trust you're not too uncomfortable?"  The temperature had risen a few degrees, and they were only at the base of the mountain still.  Nathan was unfazed, despite his attire.  "Don't worry, there's no wild pokemon here.  At least, not until you get higher up on the mountain.  No guarantees there.  I know these trails well enough, so we shouldn't have to worry about that."

(Some ambient music for the destination: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rRW3R1TFUTY)

The trail they're standing at the start of winds into the trees at the base of the mountain. There's no telling how long it is or how many times it splits before it loops back around to the start if you don't know it. Nathan's been down this particular trail many times, and knows the portions of it that stick to the base of the mountain very well. Staring down it now, though, he wonders why he brought Ventus to THIS trail in particular...this was where...well, no time for that now. He'd cross that bridge when they got there.