[Game thread] Skull Ruins Pokerole

[Dragonstrike]

"The year is 1925, why do you ask?"
"Just a moment let me prepare it." He removes his rucksack (Which looks similar to the kind used by mountain climbers) and takes off his coat and holds it out. The sleeves seemingly cross themselves and he lets go of the coat where it continues to float, and Noire's face appears in the collar hole. He then proceeds to pull out pots and ingredients from his bag that don't look like they would have fit there in the first place "Hida, I know you are still hurting from that battle  but you can still help as usual, right?"
*A few moments later*

here it is

"Might not look like much, but looks are often deceiving. By the way do you happen to know just what that Pokemon was that I just caught?"

"...uh, no particular reason.  Just...lose track of time easily, that's all."  That's Nathan's response to Spira's question.

Nathan then mumbles to himself, "...1925, huh...I had a feeling it was around that time, based on what I was seeing..."

He pulls out his journal and flips through it.  What would Nathan know about what happened in 1925, @Iron?

Nathan is literally in his element right now, his specialty field.

And his journal is now probably one of the most dangerous things in his inventory.

Of course, he's entirely aware of that.  If Spira even tries to peek at his journal, Nathan will shut it almost as fast as the eye can blink and repeatedly insist that the contents of the incredibly thick book are incredibly private.

He also tries to ignore how...queasy that soup is making him feel just by looking at it.

Gallade's sitting cross legged and focusing on meditating with his Pearl. He needs a breather for sure. However, every so often, he can't help but cautiously glance at that soup...it certainly doesn't look very restorative, that's for sure...