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Don't lose your temper, don't lose your temper, don't... Too late. She hadn't been on the island ten minutes and already Blaire was raring to get into a fight with this pretentious little bitch. Somewhere in the back of her head the voice of reason was screaming how getting into a fight would get her in trouble, perhaps even expelled before classes even started, but her hands had now clenched into fists and she was very nearly breathing fire in her anger. "My father would never work for a man who would raise such a bitch for a daughter. He has standards, after all."

Unfortunately, that last comment got a blush to rise on the poor girl's face, realizing exactly what she was implying. What a nasty little mind that awful girl had! Blaire's cheeks flushed red as she clenched her fists so hard her nails left imprints in her palms. "I got into this school with my intelligence, though they must've lowered the bar for you. Maybe you're trying to hide something, huh? Perhaps your father had to pimp out his little girl to get her into a school beyond her means. Is that it?" She had passed anger now, her words growing more and more vitriolic as she stepped forward until the two girls were face to face, assumedly making their surrounding patrons feel rather awkward. "Listen you little harlot. Do not mess with me, or I will burn you so bad you'll wish you could fly away on your filthy bird and fall right back into your daddy's arms. I'm not afraid to knock little girls right on their pretentious asses." Someone's voice was cutting through the crowd, warning them of something, but she was in too deep to pay it any mind.

The atmosphere was growing very emotionally charged, and Shiloh could feel the heat and intensity of the two girls' anger, so much so that even he was feeling rather uncomfortable. Of course he would still defend his trainer, but he could tell that this was getting out of hand really fast. He couldn't read the expression he saw on that other trainer's Honchkrow though, so he didn't know whether to assume or not that it would try to restrain its wayward trainer. Looking down, he gave a nervous bark and gently rubbed his cheek against Blaire's hoping that he could calm her down before things got too out of hand - or paw, as it were.

The aging Honchkrow seemed to laugh now with its rokrokrokrokrok, and Dakota thought she might snicker too. This girl really was an idiot, cursing so loudly. She didn't flinch as the bitch got into her face, only staring at her with amusement and feigned disinterest. Her eyes flicked to the nearby girl with the Froslass, contempt flaring inside of her at her words. Of course she knew there were a hundred eyes on them, and that was perfect. The stupid slut with the fiery temper and raised voice would be the center of attention, not her. If you're not looking to pick fights, then you best keep your mouth shut. she thought silently, but didn't dare voice it aloud. It wouldn't do her much good to anger some other girl as well, with the principal right there.

So close up, Dakota could see that she was at least a good three inches taller than the girl. Hmph, 'little girls.' Who was the little one, now? "I'm not afraid of you or your unevolved puppy, honey. I think I can handle whatever little embers your mutt coughs up." she retorted in a composed but challenging tone. "I think you'll find I got here through skill, and that I am more than capable of burying your Growlithe should you cross me."

Dakota straightened up then and gave a small polite smile despite her dark words, before turning away to look back up at the principal and the stage. Maybe that would get through her thick skull, though it would be a slight disappointment. She would love to see her try to win a battle with that pitiful small dog. Her 'intelligence' won't carry her far. And when her grades drop, it won't be long until she's back to giving out little favors to each of her teachers.

The sound of arguing reached Orion's ears. He glanced around at the group that he was in. No one was looking at him. Good. Orion slipped away from the group, silently beckoning for Dragonair to follow. It complied, and slithered behind him as he trotted towards the source of the argument. Hearing that it was most likely from the front, he knew that he was going to have trouble getting there. Brushing past a girl with a Frostlass, he gave her a quick 'Sorry!' And continued on his way.

So it turns out that the argument had been over by the time he got there. Now feeling like a dope, he laughed quietly to himself. Dragonair had arrived shortly after Orion, received a pat on the head, and a berry for her troubles. The Dragonair followed his trainer's gaze to the stage. Where it appeared that a middle aged man was getting ready for a speech. Humming quietly to himself, he fed Dragonair another berry.

Ivory glanced at the boy had brushed past her, and she nodded as if she understood. It was so crowded, and the young girl hatedcrowds. Starting to feel warm, she shed her hoodie, and her long, blue hair dropped down to her knees, even though it was braided neatly. Eatig another Cherri berry, she noticed that the boy had a shiny dragonair, and her eyes lit up. "Sorry to bother you, rbut I really like your Dragonair! Does she like Watmel berries?" Ivory asked, because she torally knew the names of all berries, as she kept them all stashed in her bag, the spicy ones being personal favorites. Tossing yet another berry to her companion, she held one out to the dragonair, wondering if she would take it or not.

"Heh, once again, sorry. I'm Ivory, and uh... I don't really care about getting bumped into." She said.

Orion looked up from the stage, he had been watching the crew prepare for what ever speech that man was going to give. He glanced at the girl he had bumped into before, he smiled politely and nodded. "Uh, thanks. Yeah, She'll eat any berry." And for emphasis, the Dragonair sniffed the berry that was held out to her. Dragonair gently took it out of the other trainer's hand, and backed away so she was next to Orion. She then promptly ate the berry.

Orion smiled down at his Pokemon, then turned his red gaze back up to the other Pokemon trainer. "Oh, yeah." He scratched the back of his head sheepishly. "Sorry about that. I'm Orion, Orion Townes." He glanced around at the crowd. "There are tons of trainers here." He made a gestureing  motion to where the number of trainers was the most. Which as around the center of the courtyard. "Go over there, you'd get trampled."

The argument had reached the ears of Mister Nolin as well, as he was simultaneously adjusting his tie while keeping the dressing team from doing it for him. He located the source of the quarreling: two young student girls. The president sighed, snapping at the two girls.
"Silence, the both of you! You remind me of my adoring fans back in college." the last part came out as a murmur, followed by a sly smile. "If you would like to argue, you may do so on a boat back to Castelia City. I am sure the captain of that ship will get you to your destination before he drives himself into a boulder."
He winked at the students and put a finger to his mouth as to signal 'Be quiet', while a few stagehands stood incredulously, and a man behind one of the cameras said, "We're on in 5..." rather quietly.

Ivory nodded to Orion, before turning to the stage. Oh, wow. Good job. She muttered to herself, before looking at the principal. With her hair getting in her eyes half the time, Ivory noted she would have to re-do her braid. Throwig back on he hoodie, she returned her bag upon her shoulders. Chewing the Cherri berries she kept in her hand, she wondered why people hadreally never been able to eat them without having a water bottle, with her as an exceptin, since she loved them. But, this wasn't about her obsession with the spicy berry, but it was instead about what the principal now had to say.

Orion turned to the stage, it seemed like the man's speech was starting soon. Not wanting to stand the whole time, Orion settled on the ground of the courtyard, his head resting on his elbow. And his elbow resting on his knee. Dragonair rested her head on his other knee, as her trainer watched the happenings on the stage. Once the man was finished scolding the two who were fighting, Orion couldn't help but laugh quietly. If they were fighting already, after what was like five or ten minutes after they got off the boat, he knew it was going to be a long year for them.

OOC: Could at least wait could you? cx

IC: Feeling the Deino come over, obviously begging for food, Anceril was actually a bit startled because she wasn't sure who it was. Nearly dropping some of the Pokemon food - and tripping over the Deino - the girl almost fell over. "Ah, no... It's fine. I don't mind - I have plenty..." As she went back to get some food, the poor girl nearly tripped over Kurone's Pokeball, who was released in a few after a red beam shot out. A slight smile on her face when Becca commented on the Deino. Well, that Espeon was a handful at a young age, wasn't he? When she noticed Orion's soft wave, Anceril blushed slightly before giving a small wave back.

Ceylon, after guiding Becca and Orion over, went over to Kanna who was still by the tree. She had a blank expression and was just staring up at the clouds. Letting out a grunt, the girl quickly snapped out of her trance and looked over. "Oh, it's you."

"Thinking of your mom again? Don't blame Anceril for her appearance," Ceylon replied, being a bit soft for once - probably going to be the only time he's going to feel like this. He never really cared about anything but protecting Kanna. That was his task.

Letting out a sigh, Kanna just muttered, "It doesn't help, though... I still don't know what happened to mother - I really miss her..." She had become wistful again. Although it would be great to finally get away from her step-mother Calypso, the girl never wanted anything horrible to happen. Her mother's death was a mystery to her.

The Lucario flinched a bit. He had to do with Kanna and Anceril's mother and how she died, but he vowed never to tell them on behalf of her. Looking up to the sky, he just replied, "I can tell you that she's still watching you out there." Turning his glance over to Kanna, the girl had become more soothed and had fallen asleep. A rare smile on his face, he just stood up and stayed there, guarding her.

Anceril then noticed a girl brush past Orion before handing his Dragonair a berry. Feeling disheartened by the fact that someone else had fed the Dragonair and the fact that she usually took care of the goods for Pokemon had just caused her to get a bit depressed. Her Glaceon, who was rummaging through the luggage full of berries had picked out Vanillite Marshmallow Cones, the bag in her mouth dropped out by her. Beckoning Anceril to take one, Kurone just sat there, waiting.

While Kanna was asleep, Anceril quietly took out a notepad for notes so her sister could remember what was happening. Sighing, she was just hoping that this new girl that bumped into Orion wouldn't be staying around too long.

Marina was caught off guard as the president spoke so casually to the two students. This man was surely outspoken, and the girl wondered if he was known for this or not. She heard of him before from her family's many Pokémon League debates and rants back in the day, but she never looked into him.
Marina glanced around at the faces. She had already spotted the redheaded girl who already appeared to be somewhat of a bully, and the person she was going toe to toe with. There were two other redheads, looking closely related, as well as a girl who seemed to be conversing with the male of the possible siblings. Would she get acquainted to all these people?

"We're on in 10 seconds!"
The five minutes went by rather fast. The countdown was sounded, and when he reached 1, the sound of a band could be heard. Trumpets, drums, and other instruments meshed together in a medley as to open up the ceremony, and people began to cheer as a lady walked on stage; a lady by the name of Fiona Parks. She was a famous news reporter to everyone around the world, being a part of a show that aired on Jubilife TV from eight to noon every morning, known internationally as Pokéday. They clapped and cheered as she put a microphone to her lips.
"Gooooooood morning Academy Island!" she shouted to the crowd, which they did not take without screams of adoration. Once the crowd was silenced, she began to speak.
"Welcome to both students entering the campus, as well as you viewers at home. Today we will be cutting the red ribbon to officially open the Pokémon Battle Academy, here 50 miles off the coast of the Unova Region in the beautiful Dacaer Archipelago!"
More applause sounded.
"I will now give the microphone over the founder and president of PBA, Mister Jasper Nolin!"
Louder applause. Fiona passed the microphone like a baton to the man in the suit, and he smiled warmly at her, lipping Thank You.
"Good morning, students. My name, as you have heard, is Mister Nolin. You may develop nicknames for me in the future, for I don't mind. Today, I will finally be able to open my envision for you all: to create a great learning environment where aspiring Pokémon Trainers can live out their dreams. Over the next few years, depending on how long you decide to stay, we will grow together as more than just a bunch of students in a few classrooms, but as a family. Hopefully this will become a home you will cherish long after you graduate, and if not, no refunds."
Chuckles from the crowd.
"Now, as to welcome you to Pokémon Battle Academy, I will assign all the students here a little challenge."
The crowd hushed, confused as to what it was going to be.

If it wasn't for another interruption, there was a very good chance that Blaire would have lost it right then and there and just clocked that aggravating whore right across the jaw. It wouldn't have been the first time she had solved one of her problems with her fists, and pure hatred was seething and roiling through her entire body. Her clear blue eyes hardened as she stared up at the girl, but just being dismissed and having her turn right back towards the stage nearly sent Blaire into an apocalyptic fit. There was nothing worse than being unable to get a rise out of an aggressor... well, almost nothing. She was about to retort, perhaps even resort to a more physical form of violence, but then there was that second interruption.

Blaire's eyes widened once more as she heard a voice coming from the stage, addressing her and this other girl. Whirling around, she found the eyes of the important man on stage staring directly at them. Her face flushed in embarrassment as she cast her eyes down in a facial state of apology, though this didn't completely control her anger. Sure, the rage had been mostly quelled due to this mortifying notice of attitude, but still her fists were clenched, and she could barely feel her Growlithe's comforting nuzzles against her face. It wasn't long then that the stage was alight with activity, so she casted her gaze up and took in what was happening.

The ceremony, as it were, began with some woman walking up on stage to thunderous applause. She seemed... familiar, but Blaire couldn't quite put her finger on it. Maybe her mother had told her before, she wasn't sure. It wasn't the lady that was important though, but the man she introduced, the same man who had scolded her and the girl next to her: Jasper Nolin. Now this man Blaire knew. Well, at least she had some knowledge of him: he had been very important in the Pokémon League, and her father had spoke very highly of him for a time. This was probably not the best person to have gotten into an argument in front of. While she listened to what he had to say, she set her bags down at her feet and let Shiloh hop into her arms, holding him close to her chest as Mister Nolin revealed that he had some form of challenge for the students. Her eyes lit up in excitement at that prospect. A challenge was right up her alley! Maybe this year wouldn't have a completely disastrous start.

"Really? I was right on the deck. Say, have you seen Aria anywh-" Sunny's question was cut off as yelling was heard. She turned to see two girls deep in conflict, face-to-face. "How quaint. It looks like people are already making friends here." She watched as the bearded man spoke a word to them, then got on stage and began his speech. A challenge? I can handle this.

Meanwhile, Ninetales was issuing a loud and playful challenge to Bocain when her attention was snapped towards the arguing girls. She instinctively stepped closer to Sunny, who gave her a reassuring pat on the head. "Not our problem, girl. Not yet." the trainer whispered.

Aria smiled softly as she glanced at the Espeon on Nuric's shoulder, before glancing at Bahamut and gently pulled her sleeve from his mouth. "Oh yes, Bahamut can be a handful. Deinos in general happen to eat or charge at anything that is unknown to them due to the fact that they are blind," Aria said as she motioned her hand toward Bahamut's face, which was mostly covered in black fur other than for his nose and mouth, as Bahamut attempted to latch onto her sleeve once again, clearly not happy about it being taken from him. "Of course, Bahamut being a baby, he will bite anything even if he knows what it is so I've lost a few books to him..." she started to trail off, mostly because of the large booming voice that took over the crowd. She turned her head to look at the speaker. A Challenge? "A Challenge?" she whispered, echoing her own thought. Well, this was going to be fun, wouldn't it?

Lamya let out a huff as she watched her trainer talk about Bahamut and his species' blindness, before her attention suddenly being grabbed by the two speakers, listening quietly. At the sound of the challenge, she let out a small smile.

Suddenly, one of Aria's balls started to shake and suddenly a beam of red light came from one. The light disappeared quickly and in the place where it had stuck the ground stood a Luxray, who shook her head with a small growl. Her eyes glimmered as she opened them and glanced around the group with a small hiss, ask if begging anyone to come and challange her, and knowing her, she was really hoping that somebody was. It had seemed that the Luxray had escaped from her Pokeball just because of the fact that there was going to be a 'challenge' of some sort.

"Taima, how did you...?" Aria said with a small frown as she saw her Luxray, glancing at the Pokeball that she had escaped from. However, she let out a sigh as she shook her head. "If half is out, the rest of you guys might as well." One by one she picked up her final three balls and clicked the button on them, letting each of the Pokemon that it held inside out. The first was Blossom her Vileplume, and then her Swampert Troy, and then finally Uri the Litwick.

Orion lifted his head off of his hand, his red eyes sparkling in curiosity. What kind of challenge? He traded a confused and interested gaze with Dragonair. The Pokemon turned back to the man speaking, its head lifting up to get a better view, as if it would help it hear.

Becca narrowed her eyes. Didn't she know that guy? Wanting to be in the league, the trainer had kept up on any news regarding them. Wasn't he famous or something? 'Ugh! Why can I remember?' Becca rubbed her left eye in frustration, a weird habit she picked up from her elder brother. However, all attempts of trying to remember were thrown out of the non-existent window when she heard about a challenge. 'Ohhhh~' Becca thought, a smile replacing her frustrated frown from before.

Lev suddenly felt a bit self-conscious in the crowd. She didn't know anyone near her and already most people were finding their spots in the courtyard. The girl let herself be pushed to the edge of one side, where there were certainly less people."Well this is good I guess, at least I can see. What about you, Low? Got a good view up there?" she muttered, directing half of her ramblings the the swellow perched on her head. "Swell!" the pokemon responded, before letting out a little growl. "What is-" Lev was answered as she heard an argument break out, and the president settling it. Wow, already? she thought. Sighing, she waited for the ceremony to start. "Now, as to welcome you to Pokémon Battle Academy, I will assign all the students here a little challenge.". Lev heard the words through a foggy tuned-out mind after the first bit had rather bored her. She blinked, wondering what the challenge was.
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Kel followed the crowd at a meandering pace, not knowing anyone and not really in a hurry. It wasn't like they'd all miss the ceremony if they walked at a normal pace, right? Of course, he soon realized why it was that everyone wanted to get there fast. At the back of a crowd, no one can see anything. "Well, this sucks," he muttered. Oh well, he guessed he'd just have to listen rather than see. After all, he could hear from back here just fine.

Brendan shrugged, sighing lightly.
"Mmm, still missed you. Also, no."
He replied, not minding she'd cut off her sentence to face the arguing girls.
Swinging his head to stare at the pair of arguing girls-- who had been thusly silenced by whomever was on the stage --Bocan narrowed his eyes. Light yellow flames hissed around the edges of his mouth and he curled his lip back in a fire-y snarl mixed with a hiss and a whistle. Turning his head, red hair falling almost over his eyes, Brendan rested a hand on the massive Pokemon's shoulder.

Occ: Haha, totally forgot to post as Daniel...

Ic:Daniel looked up from his spot as the sound of the sound of the Fiona Parks speaking, whom Daniel quickly recognized from her many appearances on TV. He was even sure she had been a reporter on a few of the contests that happened around the world, which Daniel almost always watched. He listened with interest as he watched Mister Nolan take the stage and talk about the academy. At the speak of a challenge, Daniel narrowed his eyes. What kind of challenge would it be?

"Lar!" A small Larvitar spoke up from his spot next to Daniel; having been let out of his Pokeball by Daniel once they had come to a stop, his eyes gleaming at the sound of a challenge. Levi raised his fist into the air as he let out another cry, ready to take on this challenge. "Larv!"

"Challenge! Challenge!" Habiki happily chirped from his spot on Daniel's shoulder, flapping his wings. He was quickly shushed by Daniel, and the bird Pokemon lowered his head, growing quite as the small group of Daniel and his Pokemon waited to hear what the challenge was.

Dakota only gave a sullen glare in response to the Principal's half-mocking commands to cease talking. Or maybe I'll put you packing on a boat, old man. She had already stopped speaking, and hadn't been the one swearing in a voice two times too loud. The bitch had stopped her shrieking finally, thank heavens, but she was briefly forgotten as she focused her anger on Nolin. She was vaguely familiar with the man, but not much besides his name and occupation... or former occupation, anyways. She mindlessly began to twirl a lock of red hair around her finger as she looked him over.

A challenge? Dakota mused over what it could possibly be in her head. A battle challenge, maybe? Her confident smirk began to return already. If it was, she was as good as victorious already. If the others were anything like the peasant whore she'd already had the immense displeasure of meeting, they were just bugs ready to be crushed. The Honchkrow at her legs squawked noisily, at the girl or Principal, she couldn't tell, before ducking its head to preen its feathers. She heard some excited whispers of 'challenge' somewhere behind her and the awful mechanical parroting of some ghastly Chatot, but it only made her more excited. People too stupid to keep their thoughts in their own heads and some four pound novelty bird, what could be the issue? A Growlithe trained by some insufferable idiot, a Gorebyss wrapped around some bint's neck like a scarf, and a willowy girl with some damned ice wraith. She could taste her win already.

Mister Nolin took a clicker, and a large screen dropped down from a secluded point over the stage. The screen came to life when Nolin pressed a power button on the clicker, and a video began to play. It was obvious that the video was amateur, filmed with no tripod or stillness of hand. A few voices, those of men, where heard telling the cameraman to "get the shot." And so, when the cameraman brought the screen upwards, Nolin paused. Among the screen as the video grew still was a yellow fish of some sort, plunging itself into the water.
"This, my students, is a Magikarp. Not just any Magikarp, however." Nolin began, aiming the clicker at the large screen. The clicker seemed to double as a pointer, for a beam that was red in color emitted from the very top of the device. He circled the blurry image of the fish on the screen.
"A Golden Magikarp. Shiny. This is of unbelievable rarity; a fish with a zygosity incapable of being transferred to its next kin without a chance of over one in eight thousand. This fish, she's a beauty."
The president clicked the clicker, and the screen faded to black. He turned back to the students, depositing the small device in the inside pocket of his suit jacket. "I want you to find her. She has been seen all over the archipelago, so I assume she hasn't left. Bring her to me, and I'll reward you with a legendary item."
And with this, he bowed. "Thank you, and I hope you enjoy your time here."
A clapping ensued, and Fiona retook the microphone. "Hooow about that, ladies and gentlemen!?" she asked the crowd rhetorically. "Now we will cut the ribbon and let you to your dorms!"

Oh! Marina was so caught up in curiosity and wonder surrounding the item, that she forgot about the slip of paper she was given in the mail regarding dorms. She patted the pockets of her skirt, and found the folded up slip. Room 101... she read the paper in her head. Wow, she was in the first room on the ground floor!

Disbelief was etched onto Sunny Leland's face. A fish? A fucking fish? Some fantastic item for a fish that was probably painted gold for a video. And here she was, hoping the challenge would be... well, challenging. Sunny was filled with irritation and a little bit of fury. "A fish, Brennie. A fish for a legendary item." An amateur video, an amateur challenge. An amateur school. Fish were her thing; she was a swimmer. Though she had no water-type Pokemon, she was sure the  most she have to do was dive into the water and hold her arms out; that moronic Magikarp would probably swim right into her arms.

But still, this talk of a "legendary item" brought interest. Okay, she thought. I'll bite. That shiny is as good as mine. Her own bad joke brought a little smirk to her face.

Orion stared at the screen, and lifted his head off of the palm of his hand. Shiny Magikarp? 'I am not even sure if those are actually real! They are very elusive and aren't easily found.' A frown appeared on his face. Wouldn't it be better to leave it alone? What was the legendary item? Orion scratched his cheek in an absent minded fashion. Why didn't he just keep the Magikarp to himself if he found it? "Meh, I'll figure it out later." Rising to his feet, he pulled out his paper, specifying his dorm room. '201'. He nodded to himself and reached for his bags. Ready to go when they cut the ribbon.

Becca narrowed her eyes at the screen. A...Golden...Magikarp...Legendary item? 'Well, I know what I am doing on my free time~' The ginger haired trainer mused to herself. She picked up Nuric from his conversation. Then, pulled out her slip of paper. "Room 101." She mumbled to herself. Juggling her bag, Nuric and the slip of paper, she glanced over to Rika and asked, "What did you get for your dorm?" After closer inspection, she noticed that her best friend was asleep. Giving out a long sigh, she turned to Nuric. "She had to have fallen asleep right now?"

Ivory looked at her challenge, then a sly grin appeared. I have a ditto, maybe I could cheat it. She thought, but then shook her head. Nah, be fair, Ivory. Slipping out her piece of paper with her dorm, she grinned. Room 102, the second dorm on the first floor. Epic, and awesome. Returning her Froslass to her Pokeball, she ate another Cherri berry before starting to depart in the direction of the dorms ao she could get to her room quickly.

Anceril quietly listened before writing down, and picking up a Vanillite Marshmallow cone, taking a nibble out of it. Probably, most likely, Kanna would be interested in something like this, but the part about getting the shiny Magikarp? She'll have no problem if Ceylon winds up tracing it around with his aura. Besides, it's been something easier for her with all the luck she seems to have, but water was something she couldn't really stand. She hated water - mainly because she couldn't swim. The most likely thing she saw Kanna doing was to get on Dasani and have her protector go ahead and fish it out for her.

Looking up to the screen, she scarcely heard that the ribbon was to be cut currently. Packing up all her luggage and supplies, Anceril grabbed everything, with the help of her Pokemon, and looked back towards the stage. As much as the shiny Magikarp sounded, the girl wasn't quite interested in something like a legendary item. Moreso, she'd be helping out her friends with it and let them have it in the end. Unlike most people, she was the kind who had little interest in something that was rare and preferred to help others fill in their ambitions.

Afterwards, she had gone over to Kanna and Ceylon, noticing that Becca was there, muttering about something. Shaking her sister softly, Anceril whispered, "Wake up Kanna... We're heading to our dorms now." As her younger sister started to stir, she gave a small nod to Ceylon, telling him that it would be fine now. Of course he was going to be difficult with this and hesitant, and in the end, didn't wind up listening to her anyway.

"Whimsi~ Whimsicott!" called Cheryl, who was carrying a backpack about twice her weight. Kurone had followed, carrying something a bit lighter. Anceril felt a little headed, but quite amused, the emotions shimmered in her emerald eyes.

As soon as Kanna had gotten up, Anceril had left a note on the tree with what she had missed and that her sister had already gone ahead. Seeing that Ceylon and Reto were waiting for her already - and for quite awhile - the girl shot up immediately. "Oh... Hello Reto and Nuric. Sorry that I fell asleep," Kanna said before taking the note tacked to the tree. Reading it, she made sure not to miss a word.

Imoto,

I decided to go ahead since I wasn't really needed around, and Becca and Ceylon were with you. I returned all your other Pokemon to their Pokeballs, except Ceylon, Aryuna, and Velia. Aryuna had gone ahead with me to take your belongings to your dorm, which would be Room 101. Sadly, we don't share a dorm, but my dorm isn't too far - it's 103. Becca should be in your dorm, but Orin is upstairs. If you ever need me to help you with the challenge, just tell me. I don't mind.

Love,

Neesan

After finishing the last bit, Kanna picked up all her stuff and beckoned to Reto, "Come on, I can't keep Oneesan waiting. Who knows what will happen when she's wandering off alone?" Picking up the few belongings that were still left, probably because her sister had managed as much as possible before giving up on the last ones. When Ceylon had grabbed whatever Kanna couldn't carry, she started setting off, Velia's ribbons wrapped around her right hand as the blue Sylveon carried a few bags of snacks.

Becca only nodded, and gathered her bags theatergoer, placing the bag without wheels on top of one that does, then tied the straps around the handle. All the while hanging on to Nuric like was a stuffed plush toy. Once she was all ready, the girl hurried after her friend, waving to her brother as she passed him. Hearing his friend's footsteps stop, she quickly spun around, and stopped. As a result, narrowly avoiding a collision with Rika.

Lev blinked. A shiny magikarp? How in the world would she be able to find that? Her only water-type was Duc, and she couldn't possibly be able to swim around long enough to spot the rare pokemon. And lev certainly never planned on fishing, so she had no rod to real it in. "Swel..swellow" The pokemon cooed comfortingly, sensing her trainer's disappointment. " Oh, don't worry Low, we don't need that rare item anyway. Let's see what room we're going to," the trainer said, pulling out the slip with her assignment. Room 104, wonder if they'll be nice. she though.
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Kel broke into a smile. A rare magikarp indeed! and he had just the right guy to undertake the project. Mizu wont let me down He thought, thinking of his powerful Swampert. That item's as good as mine. Turning his attention back to the stage, he was reminded of his dorm assignment. 202 he thought, I hope there's a good bit of room in there.