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[PKMN OPEN] The Pokémon Trainer Academy (T) [Best Veteran 4Q '11]

Zavytar

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Alice Crenshaw

Alice gulped down when her teacher told her about one of the dangers of the swamp. She already knew it was not a safe place to go, but...a human-eating Ekans? ANd just as she was starting to forget about the soul stealing human.

Then, suddenly, a huge grin appeared on Alice's face when Hilda told her that she was allowed to return to her Dorm room to fetch the boots. She hugged Jello tight in her excitement and hopped. She seemed to have forgotten about the Ekans completely.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Alice said happily.

Then she ran towards the door of the classroom. But she stopped when she heard Mark's voice. "Hey Alice, by some chance, do you have a spare pair of boots? If your going back to pick them up could you check? It's better then nothing if that's alright..." Mark asked. Alice looked at him and nodded.

"Sure, no problem, Mark!" she said happily, before sprinting out of the classroom, with Jello in her arms.

She wasn't sure if there was another pair of boots for her so that she could lend to Mark. She was in fact lucky to know that she had one pair.
 

Kikpanther

Not a beginner that's for sure
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Austin watched the teacher as the class seemed to begin. Like he hadn't expected it started with a question. He thought she'd do that teacher thing and introduce herself and explain the course, starting off with "Okay, class!" or something of that nature. Now that she'd started off that way he thought this class would be like the ones in the movies. She'd ask a question then people would make an attempt to answer--incorrectly of course--and after she pointed out how stupid and wrong they all were (either with a nice euphemism or just with plain frankness) she would explain the object and then describe the course. He wondered if she was the nice, helpful teacher or the mean, strict teacher that turned out to have a deep lesson by the end of the movie. She didn't seem mean and her voice didn't make her sound strict. He supposed it was the senior. However, either or, that didn't solve the getting it wrong aspect of this lesson. The answer seemed obvious enough. She was holding a thing with dots on it, which she placed her hands, and there were nobs. He figured it was some kind of pokeball. It looked like some kind of pokeball. More or less.

However, that seemed like the obvious answer. He could imagine some confident kid raising their hand enthusiastically (or just shouting it out? They did seem to just shout out their answers sometimes in these movies) and then getting shot down by the teacher or having other people raise their hand with the same or similar answers, all to be shot down at once. Austin was almost positive the answer was "Old timey Pokeball". This was Ancient Johto History so that had to be an Ancient Johnto Pokeball. He could go for the middle ground and say it was a capsule or a "capturing capsule" because technically he couldn't be wrong. It was, after all, a capsule. Then he considered how stupid he would sound for saying capsule out loud.

Austin frowned as he thought for a moment, possibly putting too much effort in debating his answer. He shrugged finally, figuring he would just wing it. He raised his hand and then answered, "An ancient pokeball." He made sure to use the word ancient instead of old. This was Ancient Johto History not Old Johto History. He wondered if he was too vague, saying that. She, or anyone else, think that he meant ancient as in way back. That seemed a little silly, though, but highly possible. He smiled a little bit as his mind started showing him images of Aztecs throwing Pokeballs at rocks.
 

ShinyDiamond

[b]The Other Promise[/b]
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(Ooc: xD Well he's not gonna go bare foot, I tell you what!)

Kilik Chambers


Some of the students, Alice, asked if they had time to go get their boots. Kilik didn't bother asking if he could get his own. Reason, he had none of course. Hilda started explaining about the dangers of the swamp, mostly like Ekans. She is correct, however, that they should keep out their Pokemon for protection. That shouldn't be a problem. He's sure Mistress can handle this. Plus it would be good training for her. He wasn't gonna leave out Yaibe of course. The swamp would be a perfect place for Yaibe to understand more about surroundings. Only thing is, he could very well get poisoned out there. They better take precaution, even the whole class.

Did Kilik have any questions? He didn't get the joke Hilda gave just now. "One thing. Are we gonna be looking for something or what?" He was still wondering what the purpose of this adventure was for. It didn't matter much, as long as his Pokemon get some training done.
 
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Takumi Ryuuhiko

So that boy decided to follow him. Looks like he'll have to delve into the student's mind again. Why in the world did this boy wish to bother him?

Hmm? Aaaaah. So he wasn't one of those underachievers who hoped hanging around the smart kid would make it look like he's paying attention to class. A slight miscalculation on his part. He actually smirked upon learning this.

When Elizabeth asked about the object she pulled up, Takumi drew a small simple sketch of the object Elizabeth was holding, and then a simple sketch next to it of that same object and how she was holding it in her hand. Labeled the two sketches as "Figure 1". Come to think of it, if someone just peaked at his notebook, one would think it looked like one of those textbooks you see in school looking at the way he had arranged the notes on his page, even if it was all done in pencil and loose-leaf paper.

"I suggest writing down everything she says if you really do wish to pass this class," he whispered just low enough so that Austin would hear what he just said. Takumi's head though was looking in Elizabeth's direction the whole time or down to his notes to check his own writing and make sure he had everything written down he needed.

He had felt no need to respond to Elizabeth's question. The common assumption that would've probably gone through every student's head right now would've more than likely had been the "ancient pokeball" guess. Even he himself couldn't think of much else it could possibly have been, and he actually read a few ancient stories and poems and epics as well in his studies outside of the academy.

This class has become somewhat irritating to him, although he wouldn't let his face show it. He's already had to read another student's mind twice, and while most psychics you would assume would always be constantly reading other's minds, Takumi was not a big fan of it. Reading minds can get boring after a while, not to mention a rude invasion of privacy and personal space. It gets especially boring when it comes to the minds of "the common students." After all, he found their matters boring enough and immature enough as it is, why bother delving into the depths of their minds unless really needed?

Using that mind-reading power in a Pokemon Battle or any other competition, let alone a teacher's mind for all the answers to a test, also sorta counts as cheating. Nor would have given him much of a challenge, let alone would he improve simply by using those methods.

Only time he really looked into person's minds on a daily basis was his own pokemon, and that was just his telepathy when ordering his pokemon in a battle. It gives him a few different advantages not many people would notice just from watching himself and his pokemon in action.

Looks like he's about to play the hypocrite for a third time today in this class, though. His curiosity was slightly getting the best of him at this moment, and rather than simply look directly into Elizabeth's mind like he did with Austin, he figured he would just take one tiny peek. Just the present thoughts only, and to see if there was possibly a small clue he could get from Elizabeth's surface thoughts.

. . .

Nothing.

But it wasn't nothing. It wasn't that she wasn't thinking of nothing, it was that he couldn't see or hear anything in her mind. He couldn't read her mind. His eyes slightly widened in mild surprise at this, the dim glow that was in his eyes just a second ago slightly glowing only a small bit brighter.

He calmed down though, and quit the effort. It would attract too much attention to himself if he was to bring up such a matter now, and he hasn't exactly revealed to really anyone at the Academy present about his special gifts and powers. Not like most people could tell anyways, considering how much he kept it hidden in public.

Now is not the time to delve into such matters, he thought to himself. Class has started and is in session. I must keep my attention here and now where it should be.

But he wouldn't let the matter go like that. He felt pretty confident he will have to confront her about this topic sometime in the future.
 
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Lincoln West
Hauling himself out of the pool Linc pushed his hair out of his face before climbing to his feet and stretching. It had been a good swim, and Bixi had passed him over half a dozen times before he lost count. It had been a good training session, if he kept this pace up Bixi and Jackson would be ready for their first battles in no time. Turning back to the pool he could still see Bixi swimming around, enjoying the clean water and open space.

"Yo, Bixi! Time to wrap it up."
"Ouga tir..."

Bixi didn't seem completely happy that her time in the water was coming to an end, but she swam closer to the edge of the pool obediently nevertheless. Giving her an understanding smile, Lincoln retrieved her pokeball from where he had left it at the poolside.

"Hey, like, I get you. But we can't train all mornin' - I just wanted to break up the dullness of class and homework, y'know? It's back to the books for me."
"Tirtouga!"
"Oh, you reckon that's good, huh? You would, you braniac. Anyways, good session Bixi! We'll rock this island in no time."
"Touga!"

With that, Lincoln recalled Bixi to her pokeball and walked back towards the changing rooms to shower off and get dressed back into his normal clothes. After that he really ought to do his homework for Pokemon Mythology... that Prof was scary.
Nika Valentine
Much better.

Now that everything was arranged correctly and in its proper place Nika felt much more at ease with her new living quarters. She hadn't received any kind of communication saying that she should attend class on her first day of arrival, and there was nothing regarding it in her welcome pack either, so it seemed like a good opportunity to further familiarise herself with the island.

Deciding to change her clothes first after the long journey, Nika undressed and selected a new outfit for herself. Once attired in sensible black shoes, smart black trousers, a plain white shirt, a black waistcoat and a plain black flatcap, she put on her glasses and loaded a brown over the shoulder single strap satchel with everything she would need. Her three active pokeballs, as well as several empties, medicine, her pokedex, magnifying glass, rope and a variety of other handy items for the travelling pokemon trainer.

Slipping the strap over her head and resting it on her shoulder Nika set off, leaving the Suicine Dorm building and walking out of the academy, taking in a deep breath of the fresh air. She couldn't wait to see what pokemon there were to find on the island, the only pressing question being where to go first...​
 

Gold19

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Dante

Dante sat up in his chair when Byron asked him to answer the second question. When that happen, Dante began to to think about question.

"That would a helix fossil", Dante said back to Byron.

That made Dante's embarrassment of the previous statement a bit more forgettable. Hopefully, Dante can score big points with the teacher even though that he didn't have the textbook with him.
 
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N

By far this seemed to be getting interesting watching students try and figure all this out. He paced back and forth and watched the students try and figure out what all this meant. He approached Kiyoko, picking up the small fox-looking pokemon and held him in his arms rubbing his new friend's ears gently. After a few minutes, he walked back over to his desk and set Kiyoko down on his desk before he approached the board again.

He picked up a green marker and circled the number 1 and the number 2 before drawing a curved line on the left connecting the two circles. Next he picked up a blue marker and circled the number 3 and the number 5 before connecting the two with another curved line. Then a red marker and circled 4 and 6 and drawing another curved line to connect the two. Number 7 he left alone.

"It might be a little bit easier if you tried combining two of the questions at a time," he began.

He now wrote a new set of numbers on the board. 1 through 4.

"Here. Taking 1 and 2 from over there. . ." he began as he picked up the Green Marker. "We get the following question."

He then wrote the new question on the board in the new spot for Question 1. He picked back up the Black Marker and wrote the original Question 7 in the spot for Question 4.

"7 doesn't have a question it can be partnered with just yet, so let's leave it alone," he explained.

So now the original questions on the board looked like as followed:

(1) What is a pokemon?
(2) What makes a pokemon different from a human or an animal?
(3) How does one differentiate truth from ideals? What is Real and what is Thought? Fact and Opinion?
(4) If you have never seen something before, do you believe it does not exist? If not what makes you believe something is real that you have never seen before?
(5) What defines a Legend and a Myth?
(6) Do Fossil Pokemon from the Prehistoric Age still exist?
7) Is there such thing as a fake pokemon?

(OOC: Best I can do to show how the questions are connected for now. There's just so much you can do with a text on a keyboard without using some odd trick or another.)

And the new set of questions looked as followed:

1) What makes a Pokemon, a Pokemon?
2)
3)
4) Is there such thing as a fake pokemon?

"Now then," he began as he looked back to the class. "Anyone want to guess what these other two questions are?"
 

Dragonkat

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Kat shrugged. "Its okay. I'll see ya later. I guess." Kat walked to another girl about her age. Kat asked her if she would be her partner. The girl grinned and said "Sure! I'm Genie by the way. You're that newbie, Katherine right?" Kat nodded and followed the girl to the ocean. They started throwing punches and Kat saw that this girl wasn't too bad. They both aimed for the arm, stomach, and every once in a while, the face. Kat ended up with a few bruises all over from this girl. Genie however was not scratched at all. She could like, see into the future or something! She dodged every single attack. Genie ended up playing with Psy as Kat messed around with her Natu. It was cute!

Star on the other hand became impatient. She waited for an answer, and adding the trampling, she became mad. She growled, and bit N's leg. Nothing serious, no toxins, no bleeding, just to scratch the epidermis. Star rolled her eyes and noticed the Zoura. (Nothin too strange. Look at me for Arceus' sake!) Star thought. She growled at the green haired human and winked at the weirdly colored Zoura. (I'll hopefully meet you soon.) She ignored the evolved Zoura. He was not of her interest. She limped into the hall and found a patch of sun. She laid there and fell asleep.
 

pokepokemo

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"Good kid, you're right!" complimented Byron.
Gen smiled at Dante and said,"Good for you Dante." He the continued to observe the class. Byron then cleared his throat and said, "third question goes to Gen V. Esis. Last one's yours kid"

Gen nodded. He thought about it for a bit. "Let's see, Tirtouga is rock and Shelldon is rock. just about all the fossils are rock sooo.." thought Gen.
"Yep, I know all the fossils are the rock type! but also all of 'em are dual types!" he answered.
"..... right, looks like you three are good enough! Now lets get back to the textbooks and open the next page, page 21!" commanded Byron as he erased the board and opened his textbook.
Gen searched for page 21 on his textbook and found it. "Look, this part's all about mining, we'll get back to fossils later, but for now it's mining lessons." said Byron. "Now look here, in Sinnoh where I come from, Oreburgh is quite the mining place, my son gets quite a lot of stuff there. If you mine somewhere, you generally get ores or coal." said Byron.
"Now, questions anyone?"
Gen quieted down and read the page. He then asked something,"Mr. Byron, by any chance, would we be able to find a fossil or something rare if we mine somewhere?"
Byron took a deep breath and answered,"Fossils, if you're really really lucky, sure. Just pieces though not a whole entire fossil. As for the rare items, maybe if it's gold nuggets, yes but if it's potions and stuff like that, chances are you're gonna get an old empty bottle. Now, anymore questions?"
 

Mr. Mammoth

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Maxwell listened to how Byron complimented Dante on his answer. Yeah, that question wasn't too hard. Even though Byron didn't aknowledge Maxwell's request to be referred to by his real name, the brown-haired teen assumed that his teacher had gotten the point. Let's see... The next question was for the white-haired kid, just like Maxwell thought, who was apparently named Gen. He too had congratulated Dante for answering the question right, it almsot seemed like they knew eachother... did they?

Next on the agenda was to read page 21 in the textbook, Byron said that the three of them were "good enough". Good enough for what? Maybe good enough to deserve their own fossil-Pokémon? Naaaaahh, that was extremely unlikely. Maxwell did a mental facepalm, wow, sometimes he was really stupid. Anyway, page 21 had a lot of facts regarding the different ways of mining. There was drilling, using pickaxes and so on.

Gen then posed a question about if you would be able to find any fossils or rare items if you mined somwhere. Good question. Byron simply answered that this was all possible, if you were lucky that was. Byron then asked if there were any more questions, Maxwell promptly raised his hand,

"Yeah I have a question! What is the smallest measurements that a fossil-fragment can have for you to be able to revive it?" This was an honest question, Maxwell was actually interested in knowing the answer to it. This class had proven to be not quite the snooze-fest that he had first thought.
 

Fuyu

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(Sorry I had big exams these past few days. -_-)

Skye

Skye hesitated a little before bowing at his opponent. Volca had no accuracy lowering moves that he knew of. Volca could lower speed but that wasn't what Skye used it for exactly. Now that he thought about it... did any of his Pokemon lower accuracy? He didn't believe so... That would go against the team he focused on. Even if he couldn't hit, you needed to get used to the fact the opponent could and was dangerous with powerful moves. The only ones who really focused on dodging were Ellie and Rama and well, soon Rama wouldn't be thinking of that at all.

Blinking anxiously, he closed his eyes, thought for a moment, then whistled a bit. Volca charged forward in a Wild Charge attack, sparking with yellow. He wondered for a brief second what Skye was trying to do but he decided to wonder about it later and focus on the Scyther.

Ciel

Ciel thought for a while.He didn't peek into N's mind, quite frankly wasn't sure he wanted to. Brie looked at him and growled, confused by the quiet likely. Ciel hushed him, pondering it a bit more. Shyly he raised his hand. "How does perspective define existence?" he offered shyly. He wasn't particularly philosophical as a person. Ciel lowered his hand down a moment later, looking embarrassed. That was likely the most ridiculous thing he had ever said.

Ash

Well that one had power at least. It was easy to dodge though, but Ash suspected she had done that on purpose. Flippant almost. Heh, well that one might prove entertaining. She glanced around at the group at large. Most were making an attempt, some were hiding, but most were muttering derisively at the ground. Joke class huh? She could sympathize... not really.

"Oi!" she barked. "Those of you having trouble, ease your muscles before you hurt yourselves. This is a test of your ability to punch and a avoid a punch, not how long you can stand still." She took to wandering, examining each movement carefully. "Question:" she began quietly. "What is the difference between the wound of a Pokemon and the wound of a human when it comes to a battle?"
 

Jason Wolf

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(Jason just told everyone physical attacks only on Zariant. Blade is only non-dmg attacks, but I'll have that be a lesson that costs you.)

Blade shook his head, and leapt into the air. directly behind him was a large tree.

"Scy hy!" 'learn your moves!' Blade laughed floating above them.

Jason facepalmed again. did these kids honestly not know the three kinds of moves?

"Guys! Everybody stop now!" Jason shouted.

He was serious and starting to get annoyed. he had just covered this.

"Physical attacks with Zariant. Hiromu you go there. Effect moves with Blade. Skye you go there. Then you are here with me. If I have to lead you by the hand and show you every detail I will. These are basics that you should have already known. I will remind you of these moves again, but by then you will be taking notes not participating in the activity." Jason said his voice serious and commanding.
 

Sapphire Rose

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Ruby Destiny

Kat shrugged. "Its okay. I'll see ya later. I guess." Kat walked to another girl about her age.

Ruby felt guilty as she saw her walking away like that. but then walked over to the girl that avoided any attention (valorie ryder). 'hi there, i am Ruby Destiny, i see you have no partner, and i have no partner either, you mind if i become your partner?' Ruby asks the girl, more confident than that she normal is. Ruby is smiling as she waits for an answer. '(Ruby seems to be more confident when it comes to battles and helping others...)' Hikari is smiling herself as she looks up at Ruby.

"Those of you having trouble, ease your muscles before you hurt yourselves. This is a test of your ability to punch and a avoid a punch, not how long you can stand still." the teacher took to wandering, examining each movement carefully. "Question:" she began quietly. "What is the difference between the wound of a Pokemon and the wound of a human when it comes to a battle?"

Ruby heard her and was thinking. '(Rubs? you know the answer, why aren't you answering?)' Hikari asks her. 'i don't need attention for a simple question.' Ruby answers on her little Poochyena who she is holding.
 

Fuyu

The answer is at the top...
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(My fault. I was trying to do something but this is probably better.)

Skye

Skye looked at the teacher calmly. "I-hi duh-hon't hah-have hah-harmless eh-heffect moves wih-hith Volca, whuh-ho neh-needs trah-haning most of all." He understood he must seem foolish and quite frankly it didn't borh-hother him. "Buh-hut if yuh-you want meh-he to swit-switch I wih-hill." Volca glowered at him and Skye nodded calmly, returning him. He pulled out Rei and gave her a pensive look. Releasing her, he smiled a little at the teacher. "Eh-heffect could be a suh-hide eh-heffect. I-him suh-horry I mis ih-hinterpreted." He didn't want to explain the fact that he only used non-damaging moves in strategy if necessary. Skye didn't like the moves. They had a bigger possibility to leave the user vulnerable than an attack with the chance of giving the effect.
 

Zavytar

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Jimmy Vincent

Jimmy glanced at Rosalyn. He did not know what to answer, and maybe she would be able to help him. He needed the help, although he didn't want to admit it. He looked at his notebook before he looked at N. He saw that he was doing something to the questions. He paired some up and left one alone.

"Here. Taking 1 and 2 from over there. . ." Jimmy heard N say as the teacher picked up the Green Marker. "We get the following question."


He noticed there was a new set of questions. Four questions. It looked like this:


1) What makes a Pokemon, a Pokemon?
2)
3)
4) Is there such thing as a fake pokemon?

When N said if anyone wanted to guess what the other two questions were, Jimmy's curious side took over a bigger part of his mind. He wanted to get those questions, and later their answers. He had the feeling that something big was about to happen. He wrote down the new questions and their blank spots. He looked at Rosalyn after that.

"Humph. Any ideas?" he muttered.


Alice Crenshaw

Alice reached her dorm room in very little time. But all the running took a lot out of her. She was exhausted. And she definitely did not see that coming. She didn't expect to be this tired so soon. She looked all over her room for her backpack, and found her maroon boots. Stopping to let go of Jello to switch her sneakers with boots, and in the meantime catch her breath, she remembered about Mark. Still gasping, she looked for a spare pair of boots. Jello spotted another black pair, and hovered over it so Alice noticed it.

"Over here!" he said telepathically.

Alice spotted it and grabbed it. She thanked Jello and gave him a hug before she put her sneakers in her bag and grabbed the boots. Then she sprinted out of the room, followed by Jello. This time the Solosis would not be able to enjoy being carried. And Alice would not be able to run so fast because she was exhausted and she wasn't used to wearing boots. She tried to get back to the classroom as soon as she could.
 
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Lincoln West

Lincoln meandered through the school halls, back into his normal clothes now, in no great rush to get back to his room and do any homework. It needed to be done, but he was still getting used to the place. Where was the harm in taking his time to look around and see where things took him?​



Nika Valentine

Nika had managed to make her way across the fields and open plains surronding the Academy into one of the neighbouring forests, but now that she had managed to get into it her hopeless sense of direction meant without a large and visible landmark to use for reference she had no idea if she was heading deeper into the forest or making her way out. The treeline had become so thick she couldn't see far enough through them in any direction to make out the Academy, the coast or anything else she could use to navigate. And to make matters worse, she hadn't spotted a single pokemon of any kind! No bug types to catch or any other type to battle.​

With a heavy sigh she adjusted her cap and spun around, setting off in a new direction. She still had no idea whether she was going in the right direction to get out or go further into the forest, none of her attempts at navigation ever seemed to work, even when she used aids like a compass.​
 

Dawn

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Valorie Ryder


Valorie heard the teacher ask a question. It honestly sounded like a trick question to her. Wounds? Difference? There were different kinds of a wound depending on whether it was a person or pokemon? It sounded tricky anyway. She would've liked to answer, but the fact of the matter was there was no actual way for her to make an intelligent one. Regardless, her attention was grabbed when another girl approached her. It seemed she was being asked to be partners. Her avoidance skills had failed, not that she'd tried that hard. She hadn't been willing to make a scene or leave or anything like that. Her gaze turned to acknowledge Ruby with an expression of mild anxiety on her face. For a brief moment she was unsure how to respond, but she quickly forced herself to act, rather than look like a fool.

"Alright..."

Glancing down at her hand, she made a fist in a testy manner before looking up at Ruby again. She supposed she was probably not going to like this, but if she went out of her way to avoid it she might not sit well with the teacher.

Olivia Wolf


Meanwhile, Olivia ... totes finished with class. Olivia made her way outside of the school, stoping to stretch and marvel at the prospect of an entire island to explore all on her own at her own leisure laid out before her. There was only one thing missing...

...

a gang of charismatic buddies to go adventuring with!

Elizabeth


Elizabeth observed the class as they responded. Several students made some variation of an 'old pokeball' comment whilst some more vaguely responded that it was a pokeball. A couple still made the guess that it was some sort of recreation of an artifact, implying that it wasn't real. One student attempted to read her mind, and was greeted with a disturbing lack of a mind to read, it would seem. Though neither Elizabeth nor Takumi could properly identify such a thing, a temporal distortion was interfering with Takumi's ability to reach out to her psychically. A distant look appeared in Elizabeth's eyes. They'd all referred to the ball as ancient. She had always found that term frustrating. She briefly remembered some words of advise from another teacher: 'Think of it as ancient compared to /us/!'

"...Y-Yes, that is correct. This is a pokeball; it was made in... Johto!"

A brief flashback occurred behind Elizabeth's eyes of the first time she'd ever had to use the pokeball in question. It had been the first time she'd ever been faced with the prospect of needing a pokemon, namely for survival. Moving her hand to twist the knob on the ball it generated a sort of electric charge not unlike a car ignition to give the ball a spark of power. She did this several times before moving her hand back over the ball, placing her fingers on the three buttons and pressing down. The ball did not open, but a white light erratic light shot out from it taking form to reveal a meowth.

"Um... Compared to...your pokeballs... it's very good at... catching pokemon..."

As usual, she spoke in a somewhat delayed fashion, as if speech was honestly /hard/ for her. This time it was increasingly apparent, as if what she'd just said was especially difficult for her to formulate. Looking to the meowth, whom was beginning to stroll outwards towards the class, Elizabeth spoke up again.

"Now--you be kind, Meowth!"

Meowth looked up and Elizabeth paused. He knew exactly what she was talking about. It wasn't his fault he had a thing for the shinies! Hopefully nothing would... tempt him. It may or may not be noteworthy that Elizabeth's meowth definitely walked on all fours, seemingly out of preference. After a brief moment Elizabeth continued.

"W-we used to...make these ourselves...--in Johto."

The way she'd phrased that had been odd to say the least. She honestly wasn't really trying to hide her strangeness. She more didn't completely understand it herself.

Hilda


Hilda had a couple of students pop up with questions regarding what exactly they were doing in the swamps. It was a good question, but a few students had left the room to grab boots.

"That's a good question, but I'd rather have everyone here before we get to that."

She casually moved to produce a single pokeball.

"Now, if some of you don't have boots and you're having difficulty finding a ride, you can still come along. I can spare some of my Pokemon."

She then proceeded to activate the pokeball she was holding, releasing a Darmanitan that promptly bounced on it's fists in an energetic manner multiple times, promptly flashing the a cheshire grin at nearby students with it's comically large, sharp carnivorous teeth. It was certainly a pokemon that discouraged attackers. and sleep

Meanwhile, several students had other personal questions for Hilda to answer, which she did until Alice managed to make it back to the classroom. Doing a mental headcount, she determined that she was pretty sure everyone she'd seen that had left had come back.

"Alright..! Now. Some of you asked what our goal is for today. First? Yes you will be training to adapt to dangerous or stressful environments. We will also be searching for a missing student..."

Her tone had rapidly faded into that of an all-too-serious tone... before immediately lightening up.

"...who volunteered to get 'lost' for us."

A groan came from a good portion of the class.

"Now I know what you're thinking! Yeah it's kind of lame, but the truth is that /actually/ getting lost in the swamps is..."

She hesitated to say the truth, her expression becoming momentarily troubled. It was kind of harsh.

"By the time anyone went searching for real, a day or two-- Sleeping in the swamplands is-- Everyone of us and our pokemon all look extremely... tempting to the wild pokemon. The chances of us recovering someone who was actually lost for over a day would be... very slim."

The emphasis was clear. This was not a place fit for human life. The water was far from edible and provided cover for known predators to sneak up on humans. It was a breeding ground for disease, which could quickly turn even scratches into death sentences if not treated properly. It was chock full of venemous pokemon, a good portion of them predators to humans. The only reason they were going was because of the nature of the class and because they were going prepared, supervised by a powerful and responsible adult who was trained to deal with all the problems the swamp could present. Overall, this actually lowered the risk of an actual fatality down pretty low, but the risk of someone getting hurt was still fairly high. On the other hand? People got hurt all the time. People tripped. People bumped into things. It wasn't really a big deal as long as no permanent damage was done.

"That being said... who's ready to /learn/?"

A big grin had materialized on Hilda's face. She had deliberately referred to their hard core class in a rather nerdy way.
 

Zavytar

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Alice Crenshaw

Alice stood at the door, trying to catch her breath again. She would have spoken to Mark about the spare boots that she was holding in her hands, but her lungs were too busy at the moment to enable her to talk. With the little energy she had left, she walked over to Mark, and extended her arm, the one which held the boots, to him.

"H-Here...Here...I found...an extra pair..." she said, her voice muffled because of the mask she had over her mouth, "Give...them...back...later...k?"

She dropped the boots next to him. She didn't think she could take much more. And if the swamp was as dangerous as Hilda said...well...that would only mean trouble to the red-haired girl. She walked over to her desk and sat down there very quickly, as if she was fainting. As she continued to gasp, she heard Hilda's words, saying they were going to 'rescue' someone in the swamps, and said more about how dangerous the place was. Although exhausted and a bit scared of the swamp, she nodded and raised her hand when Hilda asked who was ready to learn. It did sound nerdy, but it was the last thing on Alice's mind.

"I...I'm in..." she said.
 

Jason Wolf

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"Well um… that was shorter then expected" said Isaac as he headed out the door.

Raizer trotted along beside him as they headed outside. As they headed down the hallways they noticed a lot of other classes still in session.

'Guess we got lucky with that class then.' Isaac thought.

The duo headed back to the dorm where Isaac grabbed his general equipment before heading back out. They'd gone to the woods yesterday, and picked up a new pokemon, so today they'd be training, training hard. The open plains would give them plenty of space to work. Isaac headed back down out of the dorm, and was going through the halls when he happened upon another boy just wandering around. Apparently breeding wasn't the only one that let out early.

"Hey you. Got your pokemon on you? Cause I challenge you to a battle." Isaac said heading over to the boy.

Training against wild pokemon would have to wait.
 

Sir Bastian

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Daniel Sabrak

Daniel listened closely to the teacher, waiting for the others to get back while fiddling with the mask in his hands, turning it around slowly. He glanced at the others who were still here briefly before looking back down. He always felt pretty awkward around others and this was no exception.

As the others had returned however, he livened a little up, happy at the sight of them finally moving out. He did however, go a little wide-eyed with worry at one of the students having gone 'missing', but quickly relaxed and let a breath of relief out as Hilda pulled through with her joke.

The small jest had made him a little more at ease with trudging through a swamp of all places, lifting a hand to scratch the back of his head awkwardly as she called out to them all, not knowing what to say.

"That being said… who's read to /learn/?"

Her enthusiasm was nice, and he felt she was the kind of teacher he could go to if he had problems of any kind. Kind of like your mom, or your mom's sister who tries to be a little too cool. It brought a smile on his face though. "I'm ready!"
 
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