The Battle Tower [2nd Floor] || Midday"Has anyone been on a train before?"
Etincelle 167 || Melanie 167
Arry asked as the machine once again started to whir. Etin did not have to think on his answer, replying simply, "Nope, I sure haven't."
He didn't know what that was let alone if he had been on one, and while he could have inquired further he felt no pressing need to. Instead, his attention was once again on the window, and as they moved the group could catch more of the outside world. They had risen above the treeline, letting the small hound see much further past the horizon as they climbed. He felt his jaw clench, his body going stiff as he a section of trees that had been blackened and burned. Was that
where his friends had gone?! Backing away from the outer edge he made no comment on the sight, instead pressing himself against Mel as he tried to put the scene and the unease out of mind."So um, do you guys think if we can find some lemonade? I know its a bit sudden but I kinda like lemonade and was hoping to share some." "Cinder and Arry found those other bottles. Theres gotta be more in here."
Etincelle cheered, having assumed lemonade was a food or drink stuff off the name alone. Mel shuffled beside him, shifting her body toward Bastet's voice. A gentle nostalgic sigh sneaking out of her muzzle as she spoke. "If we don't, we used to make it back at home. We could probably do that here, too."
It had been a while sure, and there would be difficulties thanks to.. her circumstances, but the fox wouldn't mind having the yellow drink once again as well. The Electrike nodded in agreement. "Can you really? That's amazing!"
He cooed, genuinely impressed by all the things he didn't know about the fox.
Yet, despite the lightheartedness he felt the mood took a stark shift. "Anyways Cinder, Faux, what happened to the Battle Arcade? We noticed it was burned down but did something happen inside?"
A cold sweat coated both Pokemon. It wasn't an invalid question, legends with all the fire types here one could assume they were at fault, but bringing it up was like rubbing salt in their visible wounds. The leads reflected their own feelings, refusing to make eye contact and speaking in subdued tones. "I broke my leg in there."
The Ninetales admitted, speaking of her injury for the first time since announcing it originally. Pressing her muzzle against her throat Etin encouraged her to relax, and did not add to the conversation.
Then, like a godsend the elevator dinged, and the doors rolled open. The glass doors offered them plenty of opportunity to see, albeit somewhat obstructed, but Etincelle was feeling hot under his fur and could not take a moment to observe. "We'll, lets see what this floor has to off- erraahh!"
With hurried steps out of the elevator the Electrike rushed forward without seeing the massive hole that stretch before him. Twisting and flipping he managed to catch the edge of the solid ground and dig his pads into it. "Etin!"
Melanie barked, her concern fluctuating with the unknwon danger. With a heave and a hard oof he managed to pull himself back up, but the crumbling floor threatened to give way further and he bolted back into the elevator without another thought. "I'm fine, I'm fine."
He wheezed, making sure the fox did not fret.
This time, the electric type took the chance to look
out before them, and the entire floor seemed to be in a sorry, dangerous state with unstable flooring. "Maybe.. we should skip this one."
He suggested, tilting his head toward the Charizard to send them upward once more.