The Battle Castle | Midday
Etincelle 145 | Melanie 145
Though Etin's question was legitimately curious it was also meant to be a sort of icebreaker, an ease in to get a conversation going that wasn't tensely directed at their newcomers. It failed. "We ran into a little trouble, that's all." Faux said dismissively, her focus clearly on the present rather than past. “That’s a hell of a story, my friend. I’ll fill ya in later,” Rebel said cheekily, his response much kinder though very much the same. Either way, it just made him all the more curious as to what had occurred while they were away. The new pair introduced themselves politely, their amiability clear from his perspective and accepted by the eevee party, but the crazy gaze Cinder gave him said otherwise. Her voice was cold, uncharacteristically unwelcoming as she uttered a single sentence of, "What brings you two here?"
He didn't want to answer for them, it was just seem like an excuse coming from them and the pair were perfectly capable of explaining themselves, but Etincelle found it difficult to sit back quietly. They had done nothing wrong, and were exceedingly friendly, so why was Cinder so bent out of shape? No, he couldn't idly let them be lambasted and thus volunteered himself to prompt the conversation. "They're looking for some lost friends and hoped we'd seen them." He explained, casually nodding his head to the pair for further explanation. It wasn't until that moment that he realized he didn't even know the species of said friends, not that they'd seem many Pokemon regardless, but it was important information that was missing.
Melanie was not blind to the tension coming from one side of the room, but she remained quiet as she struggled not to fall into sensory overload. The new sounds of Pokemon entering the room painted a bustling picture of busy paws, though the number did not match the voices that accompanied them. The tense, frozen steps of those farther away spoke of the obvious tension she was already feeling. Hell, it seemed to radiate from the fire type pair as they [assumedly] stared down their new acquaintances. Cinder's crackling flames and fiery fur gave off its signature ashen scent but Melanie was put off by just how strong it was. The entire room almost seemed to smell of soot and ash, speaking of a fire greater than the starters two little flames.
Yet beneath it all was the faint scent of fruit. Regardless of the smoke it wasn't too strong, leading the fox to believe there was either not much out there, they hadn't brought it in with them, or the type of berry was a firm one than didn't give off much of a scent. "What kind of berries did you guys find?" She asked, ignoring the disconcerted pair as her muzzle pointed toward the sound of the eeveelutions. Whatever they were the fox greedily wanted more to eat, her hollow stomach unsatisfied from her prior meal.