Gladys
"That your weaponry is a crutch for your lack of capability? Yeah. I absolutely am." *The Charizard glared at the Typhlosion as he took that step forward. She wasn't being smug or cocky, there didn't seem to be any arrogance in her voice - she was just being dead serious. There wasn't anything that needed to be said afterwards, really. She simply sat there, waiting it out-*
*What would the Typhlosion do? Would he get mad and throw the first punch? Would he simply sit there and let her insult him and his culture more-? Really, it didn't matter to her. All that mattered was that he would either get on outta here, or she would just keep peppering him with insults.*

"Whether you like to hear it, **Or not.**"
Felicia
*Oh, she did NOT just fucking say that.* That was it, this stupid lizard was going *DOW-*
Landon
🧭 *<<HEY! I'm still HERE, you know! __Chill the hell out!__>>*

🔥 *<<HELL no! This bitch is __not__ gonna just stand here an->>*

🧭 *<<Just. Let. It. __Go__. We **Just** Got here, and you are NOT gonna get us in trouble already.>>*
...After saying that, Scout realized that nothing he could say would actually help the situation alone. As much as HE would rather that they just didn't fight, all that anger the Charizard was building up in his companion had to go *Somewhere,* And it was probably best that it not be directed towards some innocent bystander... But then again, it'd *Also* Best done be somewhere more appropriate for the occasion.
*<<...Okay, look, fine. But just... Move over, I'm at LEAST getting you two somewhere where you won't attract authorities or something.>>*

🔥 *<<Then just... Do it fucking QUICK!>>*
Linnea
After a stare that was a fair bit longer than Cyndi probably expected — and actually became rather vacant after a few seconds — the Typhlosion finally responded. Did he sound just a tad different, though? His tone was a bit more even than it had been a moment prior...

"Wahl if ya 'at sure, t'en why don' we find us a place for ya to *Prove* It?" He suggested, crossing his arms. "Ya shouldn't be 'avin' any problems at *ALL,* If ya telling t'e trut'."
Gladys
"I won't. My money is where my mouth is." *She. Was sure of this. She wasn't exuding this confidence for no reason- She knew of her strength. The certainty was unparalleled, it was likely that she knew what she was signing herself up for the moment that this ordeal was gonna go down-*

*The suddenness of this challenge, from the following insults to the Typhlosion's ideologies and who he was? It wasn't likely that she was talking all of this shit without being able to back it up. There was an air around her- A feeling like no other. She was going to exert this victory, even if it meant getting brutal or going too far— But, the Typhlosion wasn't new to such a thing, was he-? A veteran, a warrior, as was she- But, they had two very different upbringings into their expertise. Very different lifestyles that led them into being the way they were-*
"You pick the location."