The Battle Castle || Midday
Cinder 166 || Faux 127
Faux clenched her jaw, ready to play damage control on whatever Cinder said or did, but as she snapped at the other Pokemon the fox found her own paws rooted on the spot. The weasel's words lacked any sensitivity but Faux understood where they came from; they both wanted to protect those close to them. Perhaps it was the tension hanging around them, or her sudden outburst, but even Arry was distressed by the events as he whined for them to stop. It was an earnest plea, and not a bad idea by any account, but the horrors they had been through could not be forgotten so quickly. There was merit to his words; they shouldn't judge these Pokemon based on the actions of another, but that didn't apply if said actions were causation. Faux couldn't put her paw on how but the possibility of controlling or leading that insane beast on an undead killing rampage seemed plausible. "Don't talk back, Arry. You don't know what happened."
Cinder growled firmly, her eyes not leaving the dragon for even a second. What was their goal, their plan? Did they want to steal food or shelter? What if they were going to make a meal of the others and they came back just in the nick of time?! With her breath quickening Cinder could feel her inner flame growing, the intensity of the heat reaching deep into her muscles as smoke fettered from her maw. If they lay even a single claw on someone I'll kill them.
At the first sign she would leap, no questions asked, and while the look in the lizard's eye said its on a voice came first. "What's going on?!"
In a bid of self defense the dual type poorly explained, "All I wanted to know was what my brother looked like and she kind of flipped out. I can't apologize for my brother's behavior but Gabriel has his own reasons to be hostile. He's always been like that since childhood. He craves power and he'll likely do anything for said power."
Faux slowly let out a breath she had been holding, her mind processing all the collected information carefully. "Don't play coy; you're asking if he has the disease."
In this world one should assume long lost family and friends are gone, victims of plague and not worth the sleepless nights, but Faux was not about to say such a thing in front of Arry and Miyu.
Whether he knew already or not the fox would answer, her goal to move the conversation away from the moot point. "It's as you would expect for early stage infection."
She finally breathed, expanding her previous answer with a bit more context. "Don't play his game, Faux."
Cinder barked back, her heightened state having never come down. "He already knows that. He's playing us!"
Thrusting her head toward the fox and hound she spoke callously, her gaze flicking back to her accused constantly as she spoke. "What happened was the brother of this Charizard attacked Miyu and Rebel out in the woods. They'd both be dead if we hadn't gotten there in time, but he still beat us all senseless and didn't stop until he got his blood. Hell, it didn't even eat after, it just wanted to kill!"
Panting in her own exasperation the smoke from her maw kept darkening in hue. "Damn thing wouldn't shut it's mouth either. Said a lot of weird shit but oh, he just couldn't help but mention his lovely brother Mathias by name!"
Bastet attempted to diffuse things with additional information, though the stress was clearly effecting her as well. "I may only be Mathias' little sister but I'm not really related to him. I'm an adopted Pokemon. I think Mathias is the same. Our trainer died in the desert of Orre and we have nowhere to go."
Between the two the Espeon was clearly the brains, but that didn't make her smart. Faux's brown gaze stared with scrutiny as she saw a flash of psychic power. After a moment it was gone, but she was not about to miss the sly, untrustworthy types actions.
Once again Faux stepped in front of Cinder, forcibly body blocking her as she sat squarely and curled her many tails around her petite paws. Allowing herself the chance to speak Faux didn't take her gaze off the conniving psychic as she spoke. "Association is not based on blood, nor is the family we choose. However, Mathias refereed to the infected as brother when I said nothing of whom or what we saw. It was Mathias who assumed something had happened, and that it was his brother's doing, and while correct it shows you know of his risks. Even if our misfortune was not directly your doing the fact that he's out there, and you're still clearly on his damaged mind, puts my Pokemon at risk."
With a rumbling, inward sigh the fox continued along her train of thought, her information pool having grown. "It is unfortunate to hear about your trainer, but strong Pokemon like yourself would make light work of the roads around here. The skies would also be a playground with your typing."
Though Faux didn't wholly agree with Cinder she felt the timing was wrong to reprimand her outburst. More so, as she collected her thoughts on the situation it as said them aloud she could no longer standby her prior judgements. Sitting up even straighter her ever calm voice was thoughtful and firm as she resumed. "However, the sins of one should not be punishment of another."
Boring her gaze into the starter Pokemon the fox prevailed, preventing another screaming match. "The infected left, and we lingered for some time in those woods without it returning. While there is always a chance of it coming back.. I want to believe it will not change course, and that this meeting is simply a correlation.""Faux, you can't be serious. How can you--"
the starter huffed, but with a flick of one tail against her snout the Quilava was silenced. "These two said they were teleported from Under. Even if they were all together, if it left the area it likely doesn't know where they are anymore. Assuming they are not allied with the undead,"
she said a stern pause, "even they would not want an old associate to return."
Seeing family in such a state wouldn't be pleasant let alone happy, and with 'no place to go' they weren't likely to want their shelter destroyed. "It struck us without reason before, so even with one the point becomes moot. Can we not agree that even if it targets these Pokemon specifically it is likely to come after us either way? I don't love the idea either so soon after that incident, but out of all of us wouldn't you say Arry has the right of it? That we should judge them for their own merits."
((I'm sorry about the length of this post lmao but I didn't want to drag this conversation out for excess cycles.))]