[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

"If it has to be this way, Vince, then it is so. What I did... I was acting for the safety of you and Nathan. You'll doubt my word, and mistrust my every action for now on, but I will always strive to help you and the other, and act in all of our best intensions," Ventus mournfully said to Vince, as he turned away from him. A sad but determined look adored the researcher's, watching as Vincent began to walk away.

What heard said next, though, carried an solemn, serious tone. "Do not mistake my sorrow, however. While I feel terrible for the trouble I caused you and Nathan, and the for the level of miscommunication I facilitated with my actions, I don't regret what I did. Not. One. Bit." Ventus said, the last of his words carrying a sharp bite to them. He was still smiling, but there was nothing happy about it at this point. "If you had the experiences I had, no doubt you would act in a similar manner. Perhaps you would have acted even worse than I; even though you hide it well, I distinctly feel many patterns of emotion coming from you. Almost as if there was more than one person in your head, or you having a fractured mind."

A brief period of silence, so short but seemly stretching to infinity, before he spoke once more, sounding bone tired this time. "We are both unstable, or so it appears to me. I guess we have to more careful in the future, lest we explode and harm everyone around us. Preparations will be impossible, though, if we never communicate, but we have managed this far alone, so who's to say we can't handle. It is my greatest wish, though, that we can stand together in the future, and support each other in troubled time. Maybe not now, or ever, but still, a fool can wish," With that, Ventus ceased conversation with Vincent, and walk towards the RV as well. He looked sorrowfully, yet so very, very unapproachable.