[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Iron]

Ventus' mental defenses cannot block out the hatred rolling forth from Braixen, whose fists and jaw are clenched.

The researcher, who had been silently enjoying his dearest friend's company while trying to clear his mind from the recent surge of odd/out of place emotion and enjoying the Bonefire with her, was unpleasantly surprised when her fire fox decided to take all its hatred and focus it squarely on him. Quickly a stoic look of marked displeasure took the place of the smile that so often adorned the empath face, and Apsis Pokeball was already in hand as he turned to face Braixen, his countenance and body language entirely unamused. "Dear Braixen, I do not know why you harbor such resentment towards myself, but I do know that acting upon it in any way will have..... most unfortunate consequences for the both of us. Do you understand? Neither of us want to cause Shiva untold harm or discomfort, now do we?"

The fox turns its gaze directly on Ventus. That was a straight up lie - Ventus knows exactly what he did.