[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Normally, Ventus needs some kind of sign - anything, really - before his intuition can pick up on the presence of a Pokemon or an emotion. A rustle of plants, a hint of body language, a sound that isn't quite normal. Usually he isn't even sure what it is he picked up on (or he may believe he didn't pick up on anything!) because his subconscious mind does all the work. But this time he is more sure than usual that he didn't actually spot the Pokemon or anything to betray its presence. Something actually drew him to its location.

Soon Shiva can see it too - the wayward Wobbuffet, ambling in a zigzag pattern to wherever it thinks a Pokemon nest might be. The upper part of its body sways comically and its simple face is twisted into a scowl. It's a younger Wobbuffet, not fully developed. Probably didn't have the benefit of maturing as a Wynaut; instead it must have hatched as a Wobbuffet.

The Wobbuffet reaches a Pidgey nest on the ground. Two Pidgeotto poke their heads out before Wobbuffet even arrives. They shake their heads at him, and he wobbles on.

Shiva and Ventus both get the distinct, sharp impression that Wobbuffet seeks help. A very very brief, fuzzy image of two mature Wobbuffet disappearing in a flash of Pokeball light appears in their heads.

Ventus' Initiative: (4) + lots
Shiva's initiative: (4) + some
Wobbuffet's Initiative: (1) + 1 Dex + 0 Survival

The smile on Ventus' face vanished as he got the telepathatic message that Wobbuffet was broadcasting, intentionally or not. He instantly grew disquieted, and a certain air surrounded him that told everyone that not all was right with the normally jovial researcher. Seeing the fire fox ready to set up for an offensive assault, he quietly out a hand to Braixen, telling the not so subtly to 'Stop' , and closed his eyes and tried to get a feel on the blue psychic. 'Helplessness, loneliness, uncertainty....and the strong urge to be reunited with someone. Or someones , if that psychic vision is being sent out by them. Its very rare that the species exercise their latent mental abilities, rather than perfectly counter someone with either Mirror Coat or Counter. Something is wrong. Something is very wrong,' the empath thought to himself, a worried and serious expression plastered in place of his usual gentle grin

A few minutes later, the researcher came up with a plan of action, and did something that, in any other situation and with any almost other Pokémon, would be a terrible idea: he slowly approached the Wobbuffet, making his presence know to it both psychically  and mentally, before they stopped a meter or two away from them, and simply asked: "Little one, what is the matter? Are you looking for your parents, or perhaps seeking a new nest to call home. You can tell me, I won't doing anything you don't want me to do. I'm here to help, Wobbuffet."

Order: Try to get Shiva Braixen to hold off on blattently setting up on the blue demon and startling it/putting it on the defensive, and have Ventus attempt to figure out rather personally what the heck is wrong with them. He is not one to ignore a cry for help, no matter the type of message or source, and he has a more than excellent idea to what happened....