[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Nathan's tired.  Really tired.  He's literally just woken up, found out he blacked out, and has no recollection of anything that happened last night.  His head drops into his hands as he tries again to remember something...anything about what happened...

Nothing.

Everything between when he reached the battlefield and now is a blank slate.

Rather groggily and reluctantly, he tries to respond to Ventus's question..."Ugh...what...happened?"

Despite how much of a negatively loaded question that was for Ventus, given the ordel that battle turned out for both him and Shiva, he still was kindly smiling at the somewhat invalid boy as he pulled up a chair and sat down beside his bed.

"I wish I had some aspirin for that headache of yours, but sadly I haven't thought to buy any in recent times, since its seldom that I have one to begin with. Now, what happened to you yesterday is...complicated, but I'll do my utmost to concisely explain it to you, as I believe you would rather get on with your morning before it drifts away. To put it thus, to cope with the sudden stress of facing both me and Shiva in battle, on top of accomplishing whatever you had planned in regards to it, you forced yourself into uneasy apathy. It seems willingly subjecting yourself to that state caused your mind to go at war with itself, as I noticed two distinct streams of emotion 'arguing' within you, on top of the swirling, chaotic storm of deleterious feelings that formed where you suppressed them."

"To put it succiently, the end result was that you were not yourself during battle and that your were constantly suffering from one form or another of emotional backlash. You were rather....tough/cold to us in your apathetic state of mind, to the point that Shiva was starting to become unbalanced herself as the fight dragged on, and it I had to keep up a air of jollity to lighten how tense things have become. In the end, after a particularly difficult round that ended....very poorly for us, Shiva was on the verge of breakdown, and I was fed up with the conflict's turn towards the dire, so I forfeited the match. I said some heated words that should not have been spoken with how fragile your mind was at the time, and you subsequently blacked out from severe emotional and physical stress a short while later. Heart, who had been spectating the fight, and I rushed over to escort your to the Pokémon Center's clinic, and the rest, as you say, is history."

Their was a brief moment of silence as the sociologist finished his abridged re-counting of events, as he let the boy process everything that has come to his attention, before asking them: "Well, does that help any, Nate? If you want, I can go out and get you breakfast and some aspirin, and go over the fine details of my explaination, or leave you be while you fully recover and prepare for the day. Whatever suits you, my friend, and I'll do my best to fulfill your desires....within reason of course. I can't promise you the world and all its riches, but I'll do what is within my power."