Chapter 0 - The Game

The summoning orbs with eyes catch Shossk's attention.  Were they a variation of mimic?  Shossk had never encountered the traditional chest-mimicking mimics, but such creatures were nonetheless infamous to adventurers, Lianna had noted.

He pokes the image.

"Alright, they reset everything," Iris tossed back, unfazed, "In that case, where are Turk and Amy if they aren't with me? If everything was reset, why do I still remember? Why am I here and not on the plane?". <Slow down, Iris. Slow down,> the curious oracle had to remind herself after asking everything she wanted, <What will I even do with the answer to the last two? Remember to focus your questions.>. However, there was still one thing Iris wanted to ask right now, "And... you are sure that this starter you gave me is just a Pokemon? Nothing special with no previous relation to me? Maybe... did you happen to create these starters yourself?".

Yoko
The Remoraid swims around for a short while before turning back to Yoko, looking at her expectantly.

Shossk
The hot spring room is a medium sized with a large steaming hot spring in the center. Directly in front of the door, there is a set of stairs leading down into the slightly moving water. Even though the room itself is filled with steam none seems to escape into the main hall.

That subtle pre-combat tension works its way into Shossk's being.  He draws his bow, something which the dartrix takes notice of and flutters over to join Shossk.

"Thiss door was shut when it wasnn't before.  I am enterring," Shossk announces loudly to Iris so at least someone in the party knows where he is, as is standard operating procedure in adventuring parties.

 He then enters the room, quickly checking behind the door, the corners of the room, the ceiling, and the room in general for anything that may have gone wrong.  The dartrix's Keen Eyes peer through the steam as well.

Iris
The image of AL shifted so the new one's eyes followed the direction Iris was pointing. "Oh. That. What do you want it to be? It's there if someone needs a space for something specific. Just feel free to make the request and I'll tell you what you need to do to access that room." The image shifts to one of AL looking at her with a scowl. "What do you want with that specific room anyway? It's boring, you already saw what was in it."

Shossk
Shossk finds steam, water in the basin and little else in the room.

Yoko
As she concentrates on the word she hears it echo in her head for a moment. In her minds eye a series of numbers, statistics, and other strange concepts pop up. Its type is apparently "Water" despite it being a living fish. When she thinks of "Gender" the portion of the values enlarges itself show that the fish is "Male". "Abilities" Highlights two sections, in turn, one marked "Movelist" which shows several different names with "Types" after them and a series of seemingly gibberish numbers and then the name "Hustle" which states that it deals more damage at the cost of missing more often. "Strengths" shows a list of types that the "Water" type is strong against and "Weaknesses" shows the "Types" a water type is weak against. When she thinks on the question of surviving out of water she sees a montage of herself carrying the fish around for several minutes without it seeming inconvenienced.

Shossk blinks, then lowers his weapon.  Perhaps nothing had gone awry at all?  Perhaps one of the others had left this door closed for a reason?  At the very least, Shossk had now checked the room for himself, discovering that it was, in fact, a hot spring room.

He and the dartrix leave, closing the door behind them.  If the door had been shut for a reason then Shossk would leave it so.

"Therre was nothing," Shossk flatly states, coming up beside and dwarfing Iris.  He doesn't do much else besides watch what she's doing.  Having checked four of the rooms and failed to ascertain the use of two of the pedestals, he believes the others should have the rest handled.