The Battle Tower [7th Floor] || Afternoon
Cinder 205 || Faux 167
"Of course. It is far easier to transport the willing, however if I get my claws on her, I can take the other wherever, willing or not." Xiao spoke with complete confidence, like a master of a practiced art. The fox had seen the act before, but was now assured it was not simply a moral quandary. "Good. Then if we-" She starts, attempting to formulating aloud when a shrill yelp cut her off. "Faux, you're asking a death mission of him!" The hound stood firm, planting a paw into the ground as he stared her down. The fox did not flinch, and even straightened her back to raise her head higher. Shocked more by the outburst than the statement Cinder cringed slightly, and shot a surprised glance, but did not speak over Faux who motioned to continue.
"Xiao can handle himself." She attests, unshaken as she gives the floor back to the Togeren. "I am not new to putting my life in danger for the safety of others. I have no concerns about my own safety, as long as whomever I am protecting stays safe." There was a deep resolve to his words, like a Pokemon who lived to serve and protect rather than act for himself. The Vulpix realized that despite her confidence in their new companion she knew very little about him, and while his past did not concern them it made her curious to the hardships he had faced. That, and he did not necessarily say it would or could be a safe process for him, or that he was okay with it and not just accepting the request as needed.
Cinder's brow furrowed, head tipping with thought. It was the best idea they had come up with, morally and practically, but it still came with its fair share of roadblocks. How they would get that close to her being one of them, or prevent her from attacking or breaking away from Xiao. She tried to imagine some sort of trap, but the logistics with her, their time limit, and the location made any thought weak at best. "What if we tire her out? It'll make it easier for us to teleport her out and without putting Xiao in danger of being attacked directly." Bastet suggested, perking both fire type's ears. A glow came to Cinder's face as another chance to beat the shit out of the bitch was mentioned. It was enough to make her paws itch, legends she wanted to teach her a lesson, but they had talked their way away from that path of action. "It would certainly help, prevent further struggle and deepen the effect of being dropped off somewhere."
Faux was less enthusiastic, the manic hound's motions still burned into her memory. Her callous actions, her own inability to intervene, her quick work against her kin.. What if that was another of her wards, her friends? Numbers were on their side this time, planning, resolve, no surprises, but not all the cards were in their favor. It would still be putting them in harms way, literally in the line of fire, and back on their radar. "Absolutely not. Putting yourselves in danger for the sake of trying to make this easier is more likely to cause friendly fire. These halls are too small for a proper fight, and my speed means I can cross a distance fast enough to grab her and go, without putting others at risk." The Togeren was quick to dismiss the idea, but with further shuffling the fox found her thoughts at an empasse. But its the best chance for success.
"I am more than willing to put my life on the line, if it comes to that. I am no stranger to fights, I know my way around avoiding most mortal wounds." Curling her claws into the floor the fox took in a rattling breath. "Speed or otherwise you are not being sent into that mob alone, let alone without an exit plan and a clear shot." Angling her nose to the floor the fox flicks her head as she tried to think quickly. "She's fast, unpredictable, and regardless of the relation she has to those other Pokemon they can't be much better."
Getting to her paws the fox stands with her tails high. "If you insist on moving in alone I won't stop you, but before the moment comes we should move as a group. Well, two for those remaining behind."