[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Even through the thick, doughy layer of numbness and emptiness, Ventus could still pickup two 'emotional' response within in the boy as they were contemplating their earlier, however muted and ephemeral they were. 'So my friend is still operating on some level of feeling...he's just actively suppressing it while another part of their mind is helping function 'normally' while in this dead state of his, though they don't seem to be getting along from what I can tell. And from what I faintly, barely detect within him, past that yawning void he created...its a nervous, angry, and disfunctional catastrophe. Its a wonder that he hasn't suffered from a nervous breakdown yet, even with his 'control mechanism' in place,' he thought, pondering just what the Kyurem's frosty hell was so important to the boy that he was putting himself through at least 3 different varieties of intense emotional distress just to witness it, let alone participate...

Nathan next statement only further solid his brief hypothesis on his friend self induced apathy, and nodded in understanding, his own expression now completely neutral in of itself, almost mirroring their face were it not for the concern still shining in his eyes. "You don't have the same level of absolute mastery over your emotions that I do, and are unable to make any type of decision without them controlling you or forcing you into inactivity. Even at my worst I can still be reasoned with, I can react to others beings without my own emotions clouding/affecting my own judgment, if I so choose, and contain/cycle through all my feelings as I please. You, unfortunately, can't, and have to resort to this dreadful state to accomplish whatever goal brought you to challenge us in the first place. I still don't agree with you being like this, mind you....but I understand why you have to do this. If this task of yours is that important....then I will abide by your present state for now."

Pokeballs where tossed out by the young trainer, summoning Grid and Starmie, and with a nod of his head, Ventus flicked his wrist out, sending his own spirling into the battlefield, summoning Michael in fine form! The kick boxing champion, quick to pick up on the distinct lack of FIGHTING SPIRIT! emanating from his master's, gave them an uncharacteristically concerned look before turning towards their master with the much of the very same expression. "I know Nate is rather....unenthusiastic right now, but this is what he needs to be right now for him to face your stunning power. Still, I request that you don't use Spore or knock out any of his Pokémon, as this is supposed to be a friendly fight, despite how frigid things currently are. You understand me, my brother?" Ven asked him, receiving a firm nod and a fist pump from them, before they hopped out to the battlefield. The kid might not be feeling alright now, but a few Rounds seeing his furiously fierce fighting finesse should light the fires of PASSION in them! ORAH!

"I do have one request of to ask Kirlia, before we start the battle: watch my emotional state carefully. Nathan might not have the same empathy or lifetime of experience with emotions as we do, but that doesn't mean you can't teach them to him. See how I managed and control my own emotions and maintain a state of calm throughout the battle, so that you can later grant him the same ability I posses. It will not work right away, I imagine, but I believe its the first step in the right direction."

"Now then, let's begin, shall we?"