[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Lord Windos]

Kirlia Teleports in front of the door to stop Ventus from leaving the room immediately (if Nathan wasn't allowed to just leave the area immediately right before the Running, Ventus can't do it now either).

"So you're going to ignore what I just said entirely?  Here I am trying to open a conversation about this, trying to apologize, trying to explain why you're the only one I'm arguing with...and you decide to run off?  Fine, have it your way.  Continue to be angry.  Continue to give up on yourself.  I have no reason to talk to you about this if you're not going to hear what I'm saying.  Come talk to me when you've decided you're going to hear me out.  Genesect's not going to be able to save itself, you know."  There's still no anger in Nathan's tone and emotions, though.

Kirlia moves out of the way.  Nathan was done with trying to talk with Ventus if he wasn't even going to acknowledge the attempt to try and start moving forward.

It took every ounce of his self control and all the years of his finely hone, meticulously constructed, strongly forged iron grip on his emption, and the full knowledge of the ramification of such an action, for Ventus to not pivot on his heels, march up to Nathan, and punch him straight into his bloody face (or soon to be bloody, anyway). The empath was trembling in rage at the pure impudence of his words, him lording over and utlizing his connection with Silverfish to strike at his core. With his back still turned to the boy, they said, in an errie, almost serene tone of voice filled to the bring with malcontent:

"Such a silver tongue you posses, Nathan Warren. Its a wonder why you hardly have any friends, with such eloquence and grace that underline so many of your actions. You say you are not a king, but I do honestly believe that Sarimanok would find a worthy successor in you, my friend."

Ventus then exited the room, and if Kirlia tried to bare his path again, they would soon be on the receiving end of a well aimed kick to the side, as if he stay in the young trainer's presence for a second longer.....

'Enough. Tomorrow will be a hetic and frazzling one if I do not reign in my rage/indignation towards Nathan and re-establish my calm serenity to brace for the coming challenges today. He will not hurt me or unrattle me any more from hence forth, unless he truly wishes to start a feud with me. Now, I need to appear happy and peaceful when I enter my abode with Shiva, as their is no need to worry her insessently about that which is beyond her control, and despite how much I HATE that boy right now, I don't wish to deprive him of his sole friend in the world. No yet, at any rate....' he though to himself, slowly wandering to the room his blessed friend to give him enough time to regain juuuuust enough of his calm to appear normal to her. He'll say that he just wish to meditate for the time being in silence, and that he'll slip into bed with them the moment he was finished in his mental care exercise. Simply made, simply done.