[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Calam glares at Heart.  That wasn't helping matters any.  At all.  

And notably, the disaster pokemon is standing now, looking ready to bolt at a moment's notice.

Something was going to happen soon, but he doesn't know what...

Kirlia and Nathan do notice that, though. And when they look to see who the heck Shiva's waving at...

Oh dear...not again...Heart was watching yet another battle he hadn't been invited to...yet another battle that has a lot of personal meaning for Nathan...

Nathan, apathetic as he is, doesn't really visibly react and just turns back to oversee his side of the battle.

Kirlia, however, gives Heart a very, very nasty glare before he refocuses on the task at hand.

He wasn't going to disappoint Nathan. No way. He was going to put everything he had into trying to win this battle despite the odds. And they'd deal with that nosy stranger later.

Ventus turned towards where Heart was cheering jubulately, and was briefly surprised that the punster had managed to sneak up on the gathering, before he gave them a polite smile and a nod of acknowledgement for their support. Unlike Nathan, who, despite his currently, was minutely (but stil vividly) ticked off at the unexpected onlooker, or Shiva, who was nervous and embarrassed by the now revealed attention/scruitiny (He squeezed their hand once more, to remind her of his presence), the researcher didn't mind him acting as a spectator for their match. 'My friends might not be so fond of Heart's cheerleading, but I find no quarrel with it myself personally, so long it doesn't escalate to the point of distraction and he keeps it polite/well meaning for both sides. If anything, he's helping unthaw the frigid tension between us and contributing a small but vital amount of levity to this now grim occasion , so I hope he continues with his fevorous cheering- wait.' he though, his amicable thought being suddenly derailed by two MORE unexpected sources of negative/wary emotions came finally made themselves known to him: Absol and Kirlia.

The former looked and felt acutely alert, tense, and stress/forboading , like a night patrol officer that heard something suspicious, while Kirlia appeared plain furious with the collector's praise/mere presence , and seemed to be plotting nothing pleasant for them. "Oh dear. Misfortune appears to have graced this would-be friendly fight between us, if Callam stance and agitation/ominous emotional response is to be judged. Additionally, Kirlia and Nathan are most likely going to chew Heart out at a later date for whatever reason they have to object to him to viewing/supporting their match, which could potentially spoil a friendship between them before it can fully take root. Two more unfortunate events, all connect to this one. ......I am beginning to think that this battle is a severe mistake, if its generating so much abhorrent, stifling displeasure among everyone now, but its too late to back out now, lest I be the spark that ignite their (Nathan's) oil spill of an emotional mess into a raging Inferno....' the sociologist thought, his smile now appearing a tad less viberant now that he's aware of the growing severity of the situation. For now, he turns his attention back onto the battle at hand, but he too is ready to react is things take a turn for the precarious. Well, more so, really; things were delicate enough as is, if he were being honest to himself. They are still just a serene/calm as before, mind you, but their was a hard edge to it, as Ventus was waiting for the other shoe to drop and to begin ruin everyone's minor enjoyment.

How lovely. The poor researcher can't seem to catch a break, even in an Encounter that was ostensibly for the benefit of everyone involved...