[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Raphael swift and humiliating dispatch by the lips of Kirlia, coupled with Shiva almost furious and most definitely wounded outlash against Nathan brutally smoothering any hopes of a happy resolution to this engagement (And the pleading look/emotions he was receiving from them), put Ventus at the very limits of his happy tolerance. The boy's detached, cold pleasure at utterly crushing both their Pokémon, and the fact that he would most definitely subject Michael and Plusle to his literally uncaring machimations was the proverbial straw broke it to pieces. His expression, once serene and filled with pleasent kindness, was replaced with stoic displeasure, and with great haste he recalled his archangel to their Pokeball, before sweeping his arm out in a motion of sharp dismissal.

"Enough." the researcher declared, his tone of voice that brooked no arguement as he stared down the apathetic trainer with a look a pure disappointment. "Neither myself nor Shiva wish to continue fighting against you as the way you are, since it appears that you are intent to achieve victory at the expense of our emotional wellbeing, and are completely unwilling to engage us positively despite my best, determined efforts to alter that. When I accepted your offer for battle, I expected it would be a enjoyable experience for us all and a chance for us to unwind and mend our frayed bonds of trust, but that dream has been thoroughly dispelled by what I witnessed thus far. If anything, this battle has does more harm than any potential good it had in the first place, and that is dramatic irony that I believe no one appreciates. I don't have a good idea why you thought this was the best way to accomplish you goal in this battle, nor what it was in the first place, but I sincerely hope it was worth the discord it caused, Nathan."

Ven then averted his gaze from the boy, thoroughly done with interacting with him for the time being, and set his sights instead on the upset, worried eyes of his blessed friend. He grip would have left a lesser man in throbbing pain, but the empath was both physically and mentally capable of suppressing those negative sensations if he could continue to provide the comfort she so desperately needed. "My dear, let us depart to the Pokémon Center. I think we both had enough 'excitement for one day, so a little peace and serentity is what we need. *In a quieter voice than Nathan couldn't hear* If you want, you can stay with me tonight. Reshirim knows this whole battle has been most strenuous ordeal on your mood and stability, so I'm here for you if you have need..."

When Shiva rather forcibly decline his escort offer and requested to be left to her own devices to regain their calm, the sociologist quickly disentangled his hand from her and gave a small nod of his head. He so greatly desired to be there for them and soothe their wounded spirit, but he understood more than most that, sometimes, the best treatment you give someone is none at all; more so when they don't desire it in the first place, as he repeatidly learned. Ventus also gladly accepted Azuril in his care, as the blue mouse Fairy nature didn't bother him overly now that he got to know it, and his stern expression thawed a bit at her belated remark. The researcher gave them tired yet quite sincere smile, before he made his way back to the Center, wanting nothing more than to get their Pokémon treated and seeking the privacy of his room to meditate away the stressful, heavy tension within himself.

....Well, that was the his intent, but Kirlia's shrill whistle jarred him out of his inner revene, causing his head to automatically snap towards the direction the dancer and gaze upon the prone form of Nathan. It took only a few second for Ven to comprehend the scene and the boy's condition, before a look of abject horror swept away and replaced his stoicisim, and a couple more seconds later he was there, right by Nathan's side. "Oh dear Reshirim, Zerkom, and Kyurem, what happened?! Was the stress of his self induced apathy and inner conflict too great for him bear any longer, or did my words caused that much distress that he had to pass out?! No, no time to deliberate what caused this, we have to get Nate to the Pokémon Center for treatment! Kirlia, Callam, Heart, assist me in carrying him, please!"



Order: Ventus is heading to the Pokémon Center to heal his Pokémon and call it a day, hopefully with Shiva too. Time for all of us to move on from this, and see if my character's sentiment on the Encounter are true or not...

EDIT: Now taking Shiva's Pokémon to the center AND unconcious Nathan to the Center as well, if his Pokémon permit him in doing so. If not, he'll just hover around them until their condition has been verified stable, before heading off to bed to brood about that for the rest of the night while meditating. When you think you were finish, BAM!, more stuff happens!