|The Under|Time Unknown|
"Now that you know what we are Ryth, I should find out who this new pokemon is." That was true. The new pokemon, a shiny Furfrou was currently listening to what Cosmic was saying. An orange form moved closer to her, and soon after the warmth of the Charizard's flaming tail reached her white fur. The warmth left the Absol feeling drowsy as she struggled to listen to what Mathias was saying. "We found some water bottles along with the potions down a bit further. It wouldn't hurt to take them with us as well if we decide to leave this hotel." Nodding, Glass lifted up her head and looked up at the fire lizard. "That's good. That way we can keep hydrated. I will want to test the water first though. I can't risk us getting infected here." She said, dropping her head back onto her paws.
"Any idea who this stranger is Glass?" With an Absol's equivalent to a shrug, Glass sighed. "No clue. Cos' seems to know them, though, so they must be alright." She said with a sigh, tilting her head when she heard Ryth begin to talk.
"What are you going to do now? Rest? Look through this den more? Where are you going? Do you know why the dead are like this? What is Orre and why is it underground? Is it near the White Forest? Is there even still a White Forest?" With a laugh, Glass lifted herself up into a sitting position and waved a paw in a 'calm down' gesture at Ryth.
"One at a time, buddy. Okay in order, Now, we are going to rest and get our strength up. We will look through this building more once we've rested. The dead are like this because of some virus shit. Orre is a region in the world. It's not all underground, just this part. No it's not near the White Forest - that is, if we're thinking of the forest in Unova - and as far as I know, I believe the Forest still exists. I wouldn't know." She said, exhaling after her quick explanation to the Liepard.
"Why does your fur shimmer like that and why is your fur black like mine?" God, it was like they were playing 20 Questions! "Cos's fur is like that because he's a special kind of pokemon known as a shiny. And even more so because he's a different kind of shiny pokemon, like you. The Furfrou's fur is the same. They're a shiny, so they look different." Finally over answering the questions, Glass lay back down and faced her back to the Liepard, placing her head on her paws and watching Cosmic with a critical eye as he continued to talk with the other shiny.
"What?" Cosmic winced at the loud tone and frowned at the Furfrou. At some time in the past, the Umbreon might have found amusement in the shiny's horror, but now he just felt pity for the poor dog. "But that can't be true!" Cos' sighed as the Furfrou scoffed at him, probably thinking that he was lying. If this was the same Furfrou he met years ago, then they should know that he wasn't one to joke about this sort of thing. "I was in Kalos not even an hour ago, there is no fuckin' way I'm on the other side of the planet! I just--... I--..." The starry Umbreon sighed as the Furfrou's shoulders slumped when the situation finally dawned on them.
Turning back to face them, Cosmic sucked in a breath as deep as he could without gasping from pain and let it out with a long, drawn out hiss as the shiny dog began to growl. "You want me to join you? Introduce myself? You expect me to just make new friends while my real friends get torn apart on the other side of the planet!? My people need me!" Shutting his eyes tight, Cosmic flattened his ears and raised his bloodied hackles.
"Look, Blackie." He hissed lowly, coming up with a nickname on the spot since he didn't know their actual name. "Think about your group. Think who's in it. Do you really want to get to them this badly? Making enemies of the only group of Pokemon you might see is not a good idea." He growled, opening his eyes ans narrowing them at the canine.
"I-- I have to get back to them! They can't defend themselves, they need me, she--... I have to get back to them! Please, you-- You have to help me!" With a sigh, Cosmic rolled his eyes. "Then calm down, and get out to my group. Face it, blackie. Unless you somehow get another thing to Teleport you back to Laverre, you will have to make friend with this group to help you get home. If you are so worried about getting to your group, answer me this - is there someone there who can readily protect them in your absence?" He let the question hang in the air for a moment, before continuing. "If yes, then calm down. Stressing out and getting into a panic is not going to help you get to them faster. If no, well... I'll try and help any way I can, but trying to get across the world? That's a hard task." He said, before jerking his head over to the group. "So calm down, and come say hi. We can't do much at the moment, but after we've rested, we should be ready to get up and go. Alright?"