The Battle Tower [Foyer] || Midday
Etincelle 161 || Melanie 161
"We don't even know if it'll work yet. Better to find out now than if we need it later." Cinder's argument was sound, and it as enough to make the Electrike feel bad for trying to talk his way out of it. His paws still worked the floor, uneasy, as this device was a completely foreign object to him and a starting point was hard for him to pick. "Come on! Do it for Arry; you know he'll love the experience." He would.. and, he had to admit to himself, he wanted to know what it was like too. Heat came flush to his face, shame washing over him again as he acknowledged attempting to miss out of such an experience because of his own shortcomings.
”I think I can get this open. The knob moves but the door is sealed by rust.” Mathias spoke of a sturdy steel door just to the side. What was behind it? Etincelle could only picture the room he had traveled to in the Battle Arcade, with wires, cameras, electronics, and that large generator that the Luxray had brought to life. Was that what he had to look forward to? Was that what he had to charge for this thing? With a rough swallow he prayed he had enough power within him, but Faux stamped his worries with a sharp, "Leave it." Relief was quick to wash over him, as misguided as it was, and he tried his best not to show his apprehension. "We need to get to the battery, or at least some wiring. The fastest route would be on the ceiling panel of the car itself."
Melanie stepped forward. Let it be an innate sense or a subtle cue but she could feel Etin's nerves and moved in to offer support. Sniffing about the the small space they had filed into she could smell the old, dank blood and grime Cinder had mentioned on the stairway. It was not overpowering or fresh, leading her to believe the fire type was simply being dramatic, but it was still worth noting. Even the heavy steel door gave off a scent of rust. Would the inside be any better? Her curiosity would remain, as after a quick nuzzle Etincelle stepped away from her to approach the elevator door.
"Inside huh?" He said awkwardly, his eyes widening at his own reflection in the intimidating heavy glass walls. His experiences with glass were limited and traumatizing, to say the least. His pink gaze shifted to Mel, the scrapes and scratches along her face and chest were a searing reminder of that day. What if he caused another explosion..? There was no using Dig to get out of this one. Placing a paw against the doors surface he pressed, wondering if the others expected him to open it. "Mathias, could you slide these open?" He asked awkwardly, shuffling back to allow the larger Pokemon more room.