[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[PhantomUnderYourDesk]

This was even greater! If she'd knew how stressful this morning would have become by now, she'd either remained up in her dorm or go downstairs and follow her own business. Why have things gone wrong now? By all means, she wasn't getting this at all. This is becoming more and more tiring, and she's dwelling here for too long already. Something draws her to the outside, back to the bonfire and on the search for a cottonwood tree where problems and worries felt less heavy. A place of piece. Just yesterday evening she was so happyn, this morning she was too thanks to a familiar and dear oddball of researcher, but now...

She just observed Nathan, her expression and posture downcasted, annoyed and dishearted, but she kept her arms crossed. It seems he didn't even had a plan. Neat.

Her voice was a very strange mixture of compassion and impatience. For several moments, she didn't say anything, she was considering what to say actually. He wasn't doing good, he was breaking, but seeing how he threw away her ideas without even giving them a thought while not having one on his own in store was...pathetic. Shiva's adult mind kept on telling and assuring her that she has not done anything wrong, that this was not her fault. She does not have to be sorry when she's not to blame, doesn't she? She had her pride, it was hidden somewhere deep and covered by cloaks of other emotions, but it was unmistakeably there.

"...Nathan, just stop with that. Please. This feels wrong. Quite honestly, LISTEN TO ME. The whole time, you've given me the image that you know what you are doing. You've been asking questions to Tandal, noting down what he told. Now, when you cannot take it anymore, you're coming crawling to us opening up that you have no idea what you can actually do? How you're stuck, feeling powerless and there's nothing you can do? You could have done so earlier, way earlier, you could have spoken to us and we'd listen and discuss together what we can do. Now, it's too late. Yesterday, once we arrived at the village, you straight away ran to the Pokemon Center, not telling a word to us and likely not caring what we'll do. You've been trying to solve everything on your own, and now realizing how you can't does hurt - I can understand that. But at the same time, I DO NOT understand AT ALL why by all means you're outright throwing away the idea I brought up when 1. I feel it can progress us and 2. we seem to have no other possibility. Unless you want to spend time searching for another solution? You can, you are all free to do so."

"This whole thing is not a one-man-show either, Nathan, it never was. The prohecy may talk about you and your Pokemon, by does this mean you have to do everything alone? By all means, NO. If that'd be the case, I wouldn't have come here but would instead travel west in direction Elanor. If you are thinking you must solve and fulfill everything on your own, now you learn where this might lead to. We others are there to help you if needed, but we cannot do so if you are not accepting this help and aren't learning from failures and former problems."... "I don't need your approval to look into things on my own either. The lyrics of the native swampsongs have been gifted to me, I'm carrying them for a while now and you just spectacularly proofed yourself not only not capable to conduct such a ritual, but also impossible to let others have their piece on the matter and help you when they clearly can."

Whoahw, Shiva actually didn't want to speak so many words nor air her thoughts so clearly here. The words just came, and now that they where dwelling in the heavy air of the room, she moved her gaze away from Nathan and down to the overyl interesting pattern of the floor. A few seconds later, she looked up to Ventus, awaiting whether he has something to add here while simply hoping that at least HE is not loosing hope in her. She was also silently asking him whether they can finally leave here and let Nathan rethink about things if he feels like doing so. Besides, he's doing better in the hands of a Nurse Joy now anyway.