Furia cleared her throat quietly before trying to whisper, "I can't understand anything... What's he saying about the Seal?"
It was times like these lately that she wished she had some knowledge of the Draconic language, at least enough to know the basics and possibly discern what it was they were saying. But no, unfortunately it was all mumbo jumbo to her and she had no idea what was being said whatsoever.
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Sceptile glanced at the Metagross effectively blocking the door before shaking his head with a chuckle and turning his attention back to Cobalt, "No, I don't suppose you can. How you feelin' anyway? Healing ok?" He tilted his head to look at the bit of skin he could see, "When do you think you'll be alright to get back in the game? Honestly, Chara seems kind of lost without you by her side during battle."
Furia huffed as they turned to leave. She waited until they were out of sight of the other Dragon to pop up from her hiding spot, leaning over to try and get a better look at his face as she asked, "Well? What was that all about? What did that Dragon say?"
"Not to mention the threat of Team Plasma and Team Rocket working together to try and kidnap you." Sceptile added to the list of their Trainer's worries, "We'll try to do everything we can to win the Tournament, but if she gets distracted and ends up making the wrong calls... There's not much we can do."
Sceptile wasn't sure of his Trainer's current mental state, he knew she must be nervous, but how nervous would she let herself become? Would she take tomorrow's match as she had all other matches before, or would she let Cobalt's absence hinder her?
Furia's ears perked up at his words. So, they would be returning? What was it he'd hid? "Hey, Necroa, what was it you were looking for in that library, anyways? And what was it that you hid?" She asked curiously.
If they were going back, she wanted to know what it was they would be going to get from there, and what may still be hidden within that Necroa hadn't found the first time.
Sceptile let out a small chuckle, "I suppose you're right about that... She did raise us after all, and to be independent as well. I'll talk to the others, we'll come up with a plan to help Chara should she end up freezing or getting too nervous. We can't straight up disobey her out there, though. If she makes the wrong call, we gotta go with it. If any of us disobey a command in front of that kind of an audience, if won't look good for her as a Trainer, everyone will question her on her control of us. But, we'll make it work, somehow."
Giving a chuckle, Fuira waved off his concern, "No worries, I'll take care of anyone and everyone that gets in our way while there. So, hey, does that mean we're not opening the Seal until after we retrieve that information?"
She was admittedly curious about that object now, and wanted to find out what lay hidden inside.
Placing a hand on Cobalt's shoulder, gently pushing him back down to the bed, eyes never leaving the door, "Relax, this is why Chara left the two of us here. Do you have anything you can use to contact her or her friends? Some kind of communications device or whatever? I can't exactly fight them while Metagross is blocking them out, and we can't risk them getting in. That means someone out there will have to drive them off."
"Umm you realize you have a Demon right here, right?" She pointed out, "If it responds to my energy, I can open it while you observe from afar. This may come as a shock, but us Demons aren't nearly as concerned about taking some risks as you Dragons seem to be." Though true, Furia didn't mention that was also why a lot of Demon tended to find themselves in tricky situations, some of which would lead to their deaths. But that was just the way of life, in her eyes. There was no fun without risk in her opinion.
Sceptile glanced at the window before returning his attention to the door. He clenched his teeth, hesitating, "I really shouldn't leave you here alone like this... But... I'm not seeing any other options at the moment..."
Decided, the Grass Type threw open the window, looking back at Cobalt, "Don't let them take you. Metagross, don't let them in!" With that, he jumped out the window to go and find Chara.
Furia scoffed, "How rude! Don't forget that this 'headache' saved your scales earlier today." She reminded him, turning her head. Though she figured he was only joking, a part of her did wonder if perhaps she really might be a bit troublesome for him, like before in the library. She did try to prove useful, however, like saving him on occasion. She wondered if she would find her own path soon, or if she would stick with him, and for how long. She knew she would at least stick around to find out what lay within the Seal, she was too curious not to find out.
Metagross gave a look Cobalt a stern look as he remained planted in front of the door, "Don't you dare get out of that bed! You will be in big trouble if you injure yourself further."
Sceptile hadn't counted on the bedroom window being on the second floor. The fall was farther down than he'd expected, but he landed alright and started running as soon as he regained his balance.
Thankfully, it didn't take him long to find his Trainer, who was on the walkway leaving a restaurant with a bag of food. Reaching her, he tugged on her arm as her brows furrowed at the sight of her Pokemon.
"Woah, Scpetile, easy, is something wrong? Why aren't you with Cobalt...?" Glancing between his frantic gesturing and tugging to the direction of the Pokemon Center, her heart sank and she took off in a run to get to her partner.
"You were just supposed to drop my off!" She defended, "But noooo you had to go and find some Draconic artifact and get attacked!" She gave a laugh at his remark about being called incapable and shook her head, "Says the Dragon who tried to take on an Infrit Demon by himself, even plunging head first into a pair of Demons fighting. You're plenty capable, my friend, you just need a bit more training is all."
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Chara and Sceptile made a mad dash back towards the Pokemon Center where trouble was undoubtedly brewing.
Rushing through the entrance to the Stadium building, they flew through the halls to get to the healing center within, wasting no time with any pleasantries other nearby Trainers might have had. As soon as they made their way to the main lobby of the center, Chara pulled out two Pokeballs, ready for whatever they may face as they entered the hall that led to Cobalt's room.
Upon seeing all of her new opponents in the hall, trying to break into her Lucario's room, the Trainer released Milotic and Tyranitar, calling out, "I'm here Cobalt! Metagross, keep that door closed!" Lowering her voice to a menacing tone while glaring, she said, "You chose the wrong Pokemon to mess with. Show no mercy guys!"
At once, both Sceptile and Tyranitar leapt into action, attacking without mercy as they'd been commanded while Milotic attacked from afar, keeping Chara safe.
Furia scooted her hips a bit until she was properly in place and comfy before leaning forward to lay against the back of Necroa's neck, "Plenty comfy!" She announced before giving a cough. Taking a deep breath, she found she was unable to get in a full breath of air. Coming up short, she coughed again before clearing her throat, "Ehm, we're... We're uh, at a high altitude, aren't we?"
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Chara wasted no time rushing to the door, pushing at it even though Metagross hadn't yet fully moved away from it. As soon as it was open enough for her to squeeze through, she was beside Cobalt, checking him over to make sure he was alright, "Are you ok? They didn't get to you guys at all, did they?" She glanced at Metagross for confirmation before looking back at Cobalt, her hands trailing over him as if searching for any other injuries, "We ran right back as soon as Sceptile found me. I'm glad we got here just in time..."
Furia gave a chuckle as she tried to even out her breathing to better get used to the difference up this high, "Yeah, we tend to vary. Too bad I'm not the type to have wings, would probably make some things easier."
She thought back to a few Demons she'd met who had wings, and was actually happy with what she had. Though flying was indeed enjoyable, those with wings usually preferred solitude, soaring through the air on their own. Whereas she always had her pack with her, and she definitely preferred them over being alone.
Chara rolled her eyes but gave a small smile and withdrew her hands, "Fine, fine. I just wanted to make sure you were ok... Even if they didn't get in, knowing you, you were ready for a fight. You could have tore at your wounds if you moved around too much. Your recovery is the most important thing right now." With worried eyes, she bent down so that she was eye-to-eye with the Lucario, "Are you ok? Really?"
"What?!" She squeaked before ducking completely between his shoulders-her usual hiding spot. She lay flat against him, not daring to move. She didn't want to risk any other Dragons seeing her on Necroa's back, the last thing they needed was to get in a scuffle this high in the sky, with her luck, she would fall off and the ground below would end up being her final resting place.
