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Tundra watched the newcomer, "Yyng", apparently, comforting the young girl. She wanted to help, too, but she wasn't sure whether or not her assistance would do much good. When the kid who seemed to have Luxray characteristics slipped off, her eyes followed him to... a door? As he returned, she herself left Yyng and Amber, starting back towards where the kid had come from, muttering quietly, "Come with me," as she passed him and the one she was determined to call Fire Dude, not wanting to interrupt the other two. She assumed Yyng and Amber would join them when they were finished with their conversation.

As she approached the door, she studied it. One look told her that simply ramming giant rocks into it likely wouldn't get them very far. The metal looked very different from that of the cell doors, and there were no visible hinges. Come to think of it, the walls along this hallway also seemed different. They must be getting closer to something, be it the outside or some special project. The former was the most likely, in her opinion. There did seem to be a scanner pad of sorts where a handle normally would be, the type that might read a card or finger print. Maybe it could be shorted out...

"Hey, er, you, sorry. Could you try and zap this here?" she addressed the younger boy. She'd seen before that she had an electric attack at her disposal, likely Thunderbolt, but she didn't trust herself to use the correct move; with her track record so far, she'd likely accidentally freeze the panel instead.

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Sebastian followed her, his legs still wobbly and yet he tried his best to keep her pace, not wanting to be lost in the sheer endless maze of hallways, all seeming the same. He shuddered at the cold air that seemed to now fill the halls, it started to get through to him, the steam had made his fur... well fluff like coat lay heavy on his shoulders and his heat was taking time to dry it off again. yet he too stared at the door "Electricity would be the best use against this.."

Luke, hearing what one of the others had said, the colder one, went too the door. When she asked him if he could use his electricity to short out the door, he said, “I guess I can try to.” He whispered to himself, “You can do this.” and then he ran towards the door. This is the only move that he knew had stuff to do with electricity, besides his discharge, which would hurt everyone else. He charged into the door, hopefully either knocking it down with force or making it short-circuit and having it open for them.

Tundra's eyes widened. "No, no, wait! I meant the panel!" She winced. She probably should have explained what she'd observed about the door. The kid's attack hadn't made a dent. "Here, try... er, energizing your hand. With the electricity. Like use that attack, but keep it concentrated on just your hand. I think." Granted, she was giving advice for something about which she knew nothing, but it seemed like a concept that might work. In theory, at least. That was what she'd always been; a student of theory, rarely one of practice. She and her Pokemon hadn't battled formally for years. She did miss them...

Perhaps if the kid couldn't manage it, she could give it a go. Not that she thought she'd be able to do much better, mind you, but it couldn't hurt to have a back-up plan.

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Marina was not far from the crowd, now having slightly adapted to the poison and walking semi-stable on two legs, as she still felt like having eaten expired Malasadas. Which was before she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her chest. The nearby Electric move from Luke reached to Marina's electrical chest organ, resonating and within a few seconds, she unleashed an Overdrive across the halls, briefly charging every electric device in her path, overloading some lightbulbs before she coughs uncontrollably and goes down on all fours, puking again. "What... in the everloving... was that..." She muttered, in-between coughs and vomits.

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She heard the other one that started to puke, eyes wide and she turned, running over to her. "Are you alright!?" Amber looked frightened, crouching down next to her. She looked at all the overiden lightbulbs, wonder now on her face. "How......in the everloving Necrozma......did you do that....." She sounded awestruck, then remembered how the Luxray-looking person rammed into that door. The electricity waves......her electric chest things........the reinforced doors and walls that require electricity......it's all coming together! She thought of how she did that, her face lighting up with the solution.

Marina looks up, tears running down her face from the pain and slowly whispering. "I... can't tell..." She muttered, her electric organs still flapping a little and giving Marina's bitter and dry voice an electric bass as undertone. The lab coat she had worn prior had disintegrated in her fluid barrage of bodily malfunctions.

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The azure, innocuously clear ocean rocked the boat back and forth, the waves reflected the light shone on them by the large and dazzling full moon. There were many small islands that surrounded Melemele, so they had to constantly be on the lookout for a wide, omniscient facility on an evidently uncharted islet. Escaped test subjects, eh? This was...definately a first! This was obviously going to be a lot harder, with the elemental power that Pokemon hold & the intelligence and mental capacity that humans could hold, these lab rats surely posed a threat. That scientist who escaped would not stop rambling about how these testees jeopardized Lusamine's "grand scheme"...whatever that meant. The scientist's rambling was soon halted as the boat anchored itself to shore. The reinforcements had arrived.

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Concern for the new arrival flickered across Tundra's face, but a growing sense of urgency pushed her to instead hurry to push open the door, which had slammed open and closed a couple times at a high speed before stopping with just a small opening between it and the wall after the electrical surge produced by the purple haired woman. Amber seemed to have that situation under control, somewhat, and, while the young woman did feel guilty for not being particularly supportive to the others in the moment, she told herself she could fulfill that role later, if need be.

Attempting at first to pull the door open like simply a normal sliding door, Tundra quickly realized it wouldn't be that easy. She was grateful for being rather petite, at least in that one instance, as she was able to slip her shoulder into the gap. Straining her back and using one foot planted on the wall to push backwards, she slowly pried open the heavy metal panel, gaining ingress to a more narrow intersection that turned quickly to the right. Immediately after the turn was another door. In annoyance, she shot out a hand at the control panel, a Thunderbolt arching from her fingers. The new door slid open more easily than the first, and she couldn't help but feel a bit proud.

She turned around, glancing back at the others, restraining herself from verbally prompting them to hurry. They didn't answer to her, she knew, and they had their own things they were dealing with, but she really did want to leave this place as quickly as possible. Something about it just didn't feel right.

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My head is pounding... and why is it so hot in this place? Cierra opened her eyes, taking a moment to adjust to the sterile brightness of the lights reflecting off the steel bars of her cell and the dim surroundings everywhere else. Where am I...? She placed a hand on her forehead, trying to clear her headache and make sense of her new surroundings. As she sat up, her hand then almost reflexively went to her side, to where the pokeballs containing her trusted partners... weren't.

"What happened to my Pokemon?" This realization made Cierra spring into action. She jumped up off the metal table where she had been reclined, pulling apart the cuffs that held her in place a little too easily. There was something about this place that was very unsettling, combined with the fact that she had no idea how she got here. "And why is it so hot here?!"

A quick search of her surroundings revealed nothing else out of the ordinary besides some mist and the acrid smell of electricity. The woman stood against the bars of her cell, scratching what felt like an unbearable itch on the side of her neck. She was surprised to find small vents on her neck... as well as what felt like fuzzy ears on the top of her head.

"Wh-what is this?!!" In her panic, flames erupted from around her neck, completely out of her control. To her surprise, she didn't feel burned... in fact the hot feeling burning inside felt calmed for now. The flames had melted the bars she had been leaning against, enough that Cierra was able to push them out of the way. Heart pounding, she tore through the corridor, no idea where she was going, no thought on her mind except escape from wherever this place was. The weird ears and flames could be figured out later.

After what felt like a few minutes of sprinting down unknown hallways, she thought she heard a commotion in the next room, where the smell of electricity was stronger. Cierra forced her legs to move faster. Gasping for breath, she called out to the group near the now-open doorway at the other end of the room, hoping they weren't her enemies. "Hey! Is that the way out of here?"

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Luke jumped at the shout from Cierra, getting a bit scared from the sudden arrival from a new person, or whatever he and the others were. “Uh, I think? I don’t really know. We’re all trying to escape this place. Some scientist person was keeping us here, and I’m pretty sure by now that he has contacted help.” Luke was also a bit upset to himself that he did the wrong move to the door, but he hadn’t really used the moves much, so he wasn’t that upset. He saw Tundra break down the doors and said, “Guys, I think we should get going. He ran through the doors, and said, “Thanks.” to Tundra.

"H-Hold on..." Marina stuttered out, taking heavy and laboured breaths mid-sentence. "We should... do some intel on here first. So far as we know, they've taken us and tested on us... who's to say that we are the only... test subjects?" The sick Toxtricity slowly got up on her own, as she pulls rummages through the lab coat, in hopes of clues.

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