Ivrant Lehort and Desmond Allen- Cafeteria

Ivrant figured making path toward his class would be a good way to start off at the least. Maybe taking a few detours along the way and training his Pokemon along the way. They could benefit from a small walk at least. Dynamo and Knox were moving along with Ivrant though Knox naturally wasn't really the kinda mon to move around freely considering it was mostly made entirely of sand and dirt wasn't a very good substitute for it. Buster meanwhile was zooming around with Aqua Jet nearly tripping Ivrant a few times. "Careful Buster! Remember! Restraint! We aren't in battle we can't have you running around so reckless!" Ivrant called out. Buster was getting sort of better the past couple of days at least but it seemed nothing was going to change his hyperactive nature. At least he wasn't ramming Ivrant in the chest anymore so that was some progress. Ivrant's team was walking by the Cafeteria. He was half considering grabbing a snack to hang onto for after class but figured it'd be better to save that kind of money for lunch instead. Buster Meanwhile seemed to be more then excited to see more people hanging around this part of the academy as he was zooming by the different tables.

Desmond and his team were silently enjoying their quick breakfast as they made their way towards the academic buildings. Leo in particular was really enjoying his toast with Oran Berry jam. Desmond half-smiled to himself. Though he was a doofus at times, Desmond really did enjoy having the Heracross around. Desmond looked around as they walked, taking in the sights. There were a lot more students around than the past few days. It was kinda nice seeing everyone out and about, all happy about starting their first day at the Academy. Just then Desmond noticed a blue blur out of the corner of his eye. Turning to see what it was, he realized it was some kind of Pokemon barrelling towards him and his Pokemon. Instinctively, he jumped backwards, shouting for his Pokemon to do the same.

"Quick! Get out of the way!" Hecate and Ares had no trouble evading the oncoming Pokemon but Leo was a different story. Apparently, the toast had all of his attention and he didn't hear Desmond's command. The blue blur of a Pokemon sped by the Heracross, completely surprising the hungry Bug type causing him to drop his toast in the dirt. Tears began welling up in Leo's eyes as he looked down at his delicious breakfast. Desmond put his hand on his partner's back.

"It's alright Leo, no use crying over dropped toast." Desmond looked back towards where the blue blur had gone. It seemed it had also been surprised by Leo and had veered off into some bushes. Popping its head out, Desmond recognized the Pokemon as a Marill. "Good grief. So much destruction power for such a little guy. Where the hell is this Pokemon's trainer?" Desmond thought to himself, visibly annoyed.

"Buster!" Ivrant called out. He takes his eyes off of him for one second and already the little Marill is causing trouble. The Marill quickly popped out and rushed on over to his trainer, this time stopping right in front of him instead of rushing into him. He quickly noticed the other trainer and the upset Heracross. First thing in the morning he does is embaress himself. Fine start. "Oh... oh no... did Buster do that? Sorry sorry sorry... I'm still trying to train him to have some more self control but he's a hyperactive ball of energy I uh..." He looked down at the dropped toast. Darn he ruined a Pokemon's breakfast too. That wasn't good. Should he buy him some out of courtesy? Dynamo already seemed to be walking toward the dropped bread and picking it up taking note of how dirty it had gotten. Knox just kinda sat there looking confused.

"Sorry you uh, want me to get you another at the Cafeteria? Would hate to see a mon go hungry."

Desmond stared coldly as the trainer ran up to them and rambled on and such. Desmond honestly didn't care about the toast and Leo would get over it. It was the fact this Marill clearly had no discipline that bothered Desmond. Did this trainer know nothing about training or what? Desmond was ready to give this guy a piece of his mind. Hecate and Ares stood by his side glaring down at the other Pokemon

"Listen...." Desmond paused as his eyes noticed a small green flower Pokemon by this guy's feet. Desmond thought back to the first day he arrived on the island. There was that battle between a Swinub and a fancy Roselia. He had been pretty intrigued by the flower's fighting style. Maybe this guy wasn't that bad of a trainer after all. Still didn't excuse the Marill's actions but blowing up at the trainer wasn't going to solve anything when he clearly did have an idea of what he was doing.

"Stand down guys, no one got hurt." Desmond nodded towards his Pokemon.

Don't worry about the toast, Leo here will be fine." Desmond patted the Heracross' horn, softening his steely-eyed stare, "Just...keep that Marill of yours under better control. You're lucky it was only toast that was the victim this time. Next time could be a whole lot worse."

"Yeah... I've been trying to teach him to control himself the past couple days. I caught him and Knox here kind of recently. Knox is timid but he stays close by me alot but Buster still tends to run around alot of endless energy. I try to have my ball handy just incase he does something dangerous like use Belly Drum." Ivrant sighed, crossing his arms. Buster seemed to look right up at the trainers and Pokemon with a big goofy smile. "Guess I need to put him under some more stricter discipline... he used to rush right into me whenever I called him out but he has a little more restraint now compared to before."

Dynamo picked up the dropped toast and placed it into the trash nearby. A neat freak as always. He also took the time to pick up any trash that happened to be lingering by the can. "Alright Buster, look up to Leo and say your sorry alright?" Ivrant said to the Marill. The little blue ball of fun looked up at the Heracross with that wide grin still oh so tempted to rush off and continue its rampage. Ivrant wondered why this little guy had so much trouble sitting still? He did give off a small "Marill!" Toward the heracross but even Ivrant could tell it was a pretty half assed "Sorry".

Desmond listened politely as the trainer continued talking. At least he understood the situation even if he did seem to handle it differently then Desmond would have. Had it been his Pokemon, no doubt there would have been a stern talking to. He looked down at the little mouse-like Pokemon and just shook his head. That little ball of blue fur was going to be a menace around campus.

"A little discipline never hurt anybody, and that little guy definitely needs it from what I hear from you." Desmond looked back up at the trainer with a serious look, "I can tell you're a good guy and trainer and love your Pokemon and that's great but if you really want to get that Marill of yours under control, some sort of rules and regulations will go a long way towards making that happen."

Desmond eyes avert as he notices the Roselia picking up trash. "Just like that Roselia of yours. I remember watching it battle on the first day and found myself impressed by its ability to use its energy in a controlled manner leading to a strong victory."

Heracross looked glumly down as the Marill squeaked out its apology. "Hera..." He still wasn't happy but he did force a smile and forgive the Pokemon. Its just that now he was going to have to wait until lunch to get more food. Ares reached down one of its scythes to comfort Leo and offered him his last piece of toast of which Leo graciously accepted. Desmond's feeling of anger and annoyance dissipated a little as he watched the scene.

"So...I'm Desmond," He looked back towards the trainer, "and this is Hecate and Ares." He nods to his other Pokemon.

Ivrant looked back up to Desmond. "Ah, I'm Ivrant. As for my Pokemon, Dynamo, Buster, and Knox." Ivrant said, pointing to all three of them in that order. "Yeah, I've had Dynamo alot longer so training more then one Pokemon is a new experience for me. But uh... yeah! I'm pretty proud of Dynamo being able to make his technique work out! Most Rosellia usually fight from long or mid distance where he seems content fighting up close. He's helped me keep a bit of a win streak in the academy so far eheh." Ivrant chuckled. "Buster as well to an extent but I still need to get Knox some battle experience. She's still sort of timid around others. Ivrant said. The Sandygast seemed to be trying to hide by just looking like a regular pile of sand and sinking to the ground.

Dynamo finished cleaning up and hopped back to his trainer's side and glancing over to Buster just incase he tried to run off again. He would usually be the one to stop any nonsense that Buster would attempt to pull off by holding him in place with his vines. "Dynamo tries to help me put Buster under control as well but I think Buster is getting better at dealing with that though. Last time Dynamo tried to hold him with his vines he uh... went for quite a ride ahaha..." Dynamo didn't seem too pleased remembering that incident.

Desmond found himself completely unsurprised by what Ivrant was saying. In the few minutes they had known each other, he could guess exactly the personalities and nature of relationships in the group. He was a little surprised by the win streak though. This guy must be pretty good to already have a streak going. Ivrant would probably be the perfect person for Desmond to battle at the academy first. It would show the school just how strong he was and immediately put him at the top of the trainer pyramid. Not to mention he could show Ivrant how much better a trainer who disciplines and works with their Pokemon looks. With so little time before class though, Desmond decided it'd be best to wait until later to issue his challenge.

"That's pretty impressive. You must have some real talent." Desmond nodded approvingly towards Ivrant. "Hecate is my longest tenured partner. We're pretty much one in the same." Hecate nods her head before looking dismissively towards the Roselia and Marill. "Anyways...time to head to class. Nice to meet you Ivrant." Desmond nods to the fellow trainer and restarts his walk towards the academic building.

"Oh uh... I should do the same! I'll see you around Desmond!" Ivrant called out! That conversation had him already considering some more proper discipline for Buster if he got out of control... but for now it would probably be safer to keep Buster in his ball for now after that incident. Ivrant quickly drew the ball out and returned him for now. Having Buster out during class would be a disaster after all. When he had time today he'd need to put more work into controling the blue ball of fun. "Maybe I'll give mom a call. She helped my train Dynamo so she has to know some good ways to deal with Pokemon like this... something for later today probly." Ivrant shrugged and started to make his way toward class as well. Oddly enough it seemed to be the same way that Desmond was going... maybe they had the same class?

Desmond walked through the large ornate doors leading into the academic building his class was being held in. "Alright...Self-Defense/Fighting Specialist..." Desmond looked up at a glass case that had a list of classes and their rooms. "4D...got it." Now where is that? Desmond looked around unsure of where to look first. Hecate let out a sound to grab Desmond's attention. About 5 yards away, the Umbreon was at the entrance of a hallway. Guess it was that way. "Thanks Hecate." Desmond walked down the hallway and found his room. As he opened the door, he noticed Ivrant walking down the hallway. Was he in the same class? Desmond probably looked like a real jerk walking off to class alone when in fact Ivrant probably would have liked to walk with him. Oh well, what's done is done. Desmond had no real desire to talk more anyways. He walked into the room to find that most of his fellow classmates had already arrived. Thankfully there was still a spot open near the back, a couple rows up. There was only one other person in the row, some angry looking blonde girl with a Monferno in her lap. It was the perfect spot for Desmond, he wouldn't have to do any socializing and he could focus on the class. He made his way to the spot and sat down, returning Ares and Leo to their balls in the process.

Ivrant quickly followed suit and would enter class not shortly after. Knox wasn't by his side anymore as he walked in. She got a little exhausted going around the school so she was resting while Dynamo was still keeping up his pace. Seemed they got there fairly early. Even Desmond seemed to be in the same class just as he predicted! Dynamo seemed to quickly go for one of the seats in the middle row. "Ah,alright then Dynamo we can sit here." Ivrant said as he quickly glanced over to Desmond and gave him a small wave before sitting down. They'd have a good view of the entire room like this at least! He was kind of dissapointed that the fighting type class didn't look like a dojo or something... oh well, style wasn't the important thing here.

Eric woke up and got dressed as quickly as possible. He grabbed this backpack, and made his way towards the library. Eric looked for a single book that detailed the myths and legends of seven different regions in the Pokémon World. He found a book titled Myths and Legendary Pokémon From Around The World Eric then checked the book out, and headed over to the main Academic building, and sat down near the only other student that happened to be there this early.

This is it. Cyan was finally going to The Pokemon Trainer Academy, maybe he is going to meet Viola again. It's been a really long time. How old was he again? 7... or 8 maybe? It's not like it mathers, does it? Maybe she's forgoten about him. No, he needs to stop thinking like this. She went out of her way to give him Lara, so theres no way she did right?

His mind was racing with uncertainties, when he heard the anouncement on the loudspeakers: "Due to the smoke rising from mount chiminey, all planes will be canceled for the day. We are sorry for any inconvenience. If you want a refund, please speak with the front desk."

"Wha... WHAT?" Cyan was looking a bit perplexed. Now he was going to miss the first day, maybe not even get the classes he wanted, and... and who knows what else would happen on the day he missed? Also, he needed to go to the front desk to get his money back.

Just waiting in the line made him anxious. He did'nt want to speack to anyone, much less someone he never met before. He was almost quitting when someone finally called him.

"Can I help you sir?" a middle-aged man that looked like didn't want to be there asked. "...yes..." Cyan said, on a quiet voice "... I need my money back... ..." "Sure, just tell me the number of the flight and the money will be sent to your account at the end of the day." "but... what about my flight? I was supposed to be there already..." "Well, you can goo back to Sleteport City and catch a boat, or wait until the next plane..."

And thats how Cyan got stuck in a boat after paying half of his money. At Least, he was going to the Academy now. Late, but he was going. Thats when he realised, Tesla was out of his pokeball. He couldn't have left him back in Hoenn, he checked three times if his pokemon were in the balls. Tesla must have escaped on the boat and attached to someones hair... great. Now he has to hunt for one of the smallest pokemon on the entire world, and one that is likely to be stuck to someones hair.

Cyan spent 30 minutes trying to find Tesla. Absolute zero luck. That's when he remembered that Jolticks feed on eletricity, so maybe he went down to the engine room and started feeding on the bateries... yeah that must be it. Tesla once caused a power surge in his house because of this habit. So Cyan went down to the engine room and there it was! The little guy seemed like it had the time of his life.

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Arwyn Wilton - Waking up

It was finally a new day. After spending an unhealthy amount of time being explained all about the island, it was finally time for classes. Arwyn didn't mind spending entire days in the dorms, but classes are what he was here for. He woke up and went for breakfast. He couldn't find Rosa, interestingly enough, so he just poured himself some Seareal. A cute Pokémon, a Victini, was on the box. Red pieces of seareal came out. He poured some Moomoo milk into it, and it was ready to be eaten. It tasted surprisingly plain. He tried to avoid contact with any other dorm members, as some came in to eat some breakfast themselves. He also let Scraggy out to eat some. But... what to do about Klink? He likes electricity....... suddenly an idea appeared in Arwyn's head. All he has to do is let Klink take electricity from a Wall outlet. There were more than enough of those around, so Arwyn let Klink out, and it immediatly headed for one of the outlets. After being done with eating, it was time to head to class! He shouldn't be late for his first classes, so he decided to go a little bit early.

All right! After a whole day spent on a boat, Cyan finally arrived in the island. It was about time, Lara had thrown up twice, and you don't want to see a Larvesta throwing up.

Once he arrived at Oak Town, he grabs a map of the island and takes a look at it. The island sure was big, so where to start? Going straight to his classes seemed like a nice idea, but he had no idea of when or where they were, and since he was late, why not take a day off and explore the wilderness of the island?

So, after quickly dropping some stuff on the dorm carefully so no one would notice him. Then, after going back to Oak Town, he realesed his pokemon so they could have some fresh air, maybe train a bit later on.

Tesla immediately attached too Cyan's jacket, as usual. Lara though, seemed like it was still feeling sick from the boat ride, so Cyan had to use one of his Lava Coockies to make her feel beeter. They had a strool aroud the city and ended up near the forest, so why not go there? Lara and Tesla were exited as well, so it's not like Cyan had an option.

They barely steped inside the forest when they heard a scream: "HEY! YOU! LET'S HAVE A BATTLE!!!" Cyan was startled but simply tried to ignore the prescholler's challenge, while quickly walking away. Cyan was alredy feeling nervous, a 'Stranger Danger' sort of feeling. Though he was trying to run away, no one can really escape from a trainer battle so he just stopped walking, turned around and said: "...fine...""HUH? WHAT WAS THAT?". The kid was starting to piss Cyan off, so he just called Tesla into battle.

Here's the thing with Tesla, he has absolutely ZERO damaging moves. Not even toxic. Well, unless you count Absorb as a damaging move. The Preschollers first (and hopefully last) pokemon was a Wooper. The Wooper was quite small, so it was probably a low-level Pokemon. This was a great training for Tesla, who really needed some new moves. First, Tesla used Spider Web, making wooper unable to escape, while wooper goes for... mud sport. "Tesla, lets finish him while he is stuck! Use Absorb!" "WE ARE NOT LOOSING! USE ENCORE!"
"...Ok, Tesla, just do what you gotta do." And thats the story, of how a Wooper had its energy completely gone, after four Absorbs.

"HOW DID YOU BEAT WOOPER?!? HE IS SUPOSED TO BE UNBEATABLE! ARE YOU A CHAMPION?" "...what... no..." "WE ARE NOT DONE YET! GO, PARAS!" "goddamit kid... Lara, you are up next. There is no way we can lose this." As you can imagine, the paras didn't last long. A single Ember was more than enough. "YOU MEANIE! YOU SHOULD HAVE LET ME WIN!!!" "......no." "JUST TAKE THIS AND GO AWAY, BULLIE!" Cyan got $47! Well, all money is apreciated.

Cyan went deeper into the forest. Not too deep, just somewhere where he wouldn't need to socialise with people. There, they all practiced their aim. Cyan made a small target with sticks and leaves, and Tesla was supposed to hit String Shot right at the center. Later, they had some endurance training on Lara. Tesla would keep using Absorb on Lara, while she would use a Sunny Day plus Morning Sun combo.

While they were training, Tesla noticed that some of the leaves were gone from the target. "This was obviously a job done by a pokemon, maybe... a bug?". That's when Lara started calling out Cyan: "Lar, LAR!". "Oh, Tracks! Lets see...multiple, small, and round footprints... it really may be from a bug! Here, Lara, a Coockie." Though there were tracks, the little thing was nowhere to be found. everybody was tired from training, so they just decided to go back to Oak town, avoiding any trainers that could be found along the way.

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Eric also thought about the definition of "Legendary" when it comes to Pokémon.

He came up with a pretty straightforward answer "An extremely powerful Pokémon that can control the forces that make this world what it is. Usually, there is only one of each Legendary Pokémon known to exist." Eric continued to think of an example of legendary Pokémon, besides Arceus. He suddenly remembered the tale of the two brothers that lived long ago in Unova. One sought the truth, and the other sought ideals, and the Original Dragon split into two different Pokémon embodying either of these traits. What was left behind by the birth of Reshiram and Zekrom was the husk of the original Dragon, now called Kyurem.

Eric raised a hand and gave Cynthia his answer, but made it as short and sweet as he possibly could.

Ivrant- Self Defense/Fighting Types

The best method for defending? Well Ivrant figured having your Pokemon on hand would be one but there were going to be times where you don't have a Pokemon handy for that sort of thing... if you had to rush to a Pokemon Center you would be completely defenseless. And this was a fighting type gym leader also so... Ivrant raised his hand to take a shot at a response. He's been in the city and heard about people getting mugged and such here and there. They didn't always have Pokemon on hand so they had to try defending themselves somehow right?

"Um... Protecting vital parts? Head... eyes... er... my neck... and..." He gave a small pause. "Legs and Groin? Well at least... if I were being attacked I wouldn't want to be hit in any of those spots for obvious reasons. I might not always have a Pokemon on hand if they're say, fainted..." Ivrant gave off a nervous chuckle and instinctively fidgeted in his seat at the thought of being attacked like that. Hopefully he was at least getting in the right direction with all this.

Sydney Florencia Ramirez​

Sydney looked at the pokeball in her hand, the red half shining in the sunlight until darkness passed over it. What was that called again? Oh right. A shadow. She looked around, a slight breeze stirring her hair, and saw that the shadow was cast by the nearby trees swaying. There were an awful lot of trees all gathered together, she was pretty sure that was called a forest, and she was stood right in front of them. Or behind them, maybe, how did you know which way a tree was facing? She looked down at herself, moving slowly as though she were in a dream, and assessed her outfit. Calf high brown leather boots, a pocketed tan skirt with a woven leather belt the same colour as the boots, a tucked in fitted navy blue polo shirt with pleated shoulders and a long silver necklace with a tiny pair of ornamental glasses on the end.

It was a cute outfit, she thought, but she didn't remember putting it together. Or putting it on or... anything, now that she thought about it.

That snapped her out of the mental fog she seemed to have been lost in and she stood perfectly straight, eyes going wide as she looked around her. Where was she? What was going on? This wasn't a dream, she couldn't remember anything, WHO was sh-

No, no, wait, I'm Sydney, my name is Sydney Ramirez, oh hell I remember that, okay. Okay.

The knowledge that she could summon up her own identity meant she could allow herself to take a deep breath. What else could she remember? Thinking about it, she was fairly sure she could remember everything - but then, if she'd forgotten something would she even know she had forgotten it? The last thing she remembered was going to bed on Oak Island after a few days of being at The Pokemon Trainer Academy. She had been looking forward to the first day of classes. She turned in a circle and spotted the Academy buildings in the distance, which was a relief. She at least knew she was still on the island and hadn't bumped her head ten years later, forgetting half her life. Had she only lost her memories of today? Judging by the sun it was still early, not even afternoon yet, so what could have possibly happened to her? And if something odd had happened, why was she just standing at the edge of the forest holding Miko's pokeball?

...Wait, this... this isn't Miko's. Titania? ...No... no it isn't hers either...

She kept staring at the pokeball, a sense of rising dread creeping through her body as her mind raced to understand what was going on. Something had happened today, something that meant she had caught a Pokemon and lost all of her memories up that point - or had them erased.

"Oh... oh no..." She said, barely able to force out a whisper, "...I need to... need to get to the Pokemon Center..."

She tried to make her legs move and tear her eyes away from that awful pokeball, the two toned surface polished so well that she could see her own reflection in the red half. She looked perfectly fine, no one would know what had just happened to her, but she was almost certain she had puzzled out what must have occurred. It was when she met her own eyes and saw the helpless horror in them that she snapped, breaking into a dead sprint towards the Academy grounds, the pokeball still clutched tightly in her hand.

Cyan had just got back to Oak town, when he checked the time... and noticed that if he ran, he could just arrive in time for class. After looking on his X-Tranceiver, he found out that his first class was Pokemon Mythology. Though it doesn't sounds like the most exciting subject in the academy, it sure has more use than any other for him. Plus his teacher is Cynthia or Iris, both which are part of the best trainers in the worls. He couldn't possibly miss the first day, right? But the time he uses on the class is time that he could be using to train his pokemon or hunting down the mysterious bug-type from the outer forests. "Think, Cyan, Think" Cyan said to himself, "What to do, what to do?... Lara, answer quickly! Class or training?" And in less than a second, the little bug started going on the direction of the school. To be fair, her training was quite tiring, so it made complete sense that the little thing wanted to rest during class.

Cyan was running to the academy grounds, when he saw a girl running to the class as well. No brainer, she must be late just like him. But he quickly catches a glimpse of a pokeball in her arms. Well, thats odd. Most people would rather have their pokeballs in a bag or on a belt or something like that. It is just impractical to keep a constant hold on to them, unless... you want to keep it safe. He's seen that countless of times, back at Burgh's gym. Most people who were defeated would hold their pokeballs like that, to make sure that their pokemon would be safe until they arrive at a Pokemon Center. So, or that trainer was defeated in battle and is running towards the P.C., or It's just their way of holding the pokeball. He went with the first option.

Cyan thought of asking the girl if she needed any help, but quickly stopped there. He didn't even knew who the girl was, and he was thinking of TALKING to her? Nope, something would go wrong. She was probably going to reject his help, Right? Then he would just keep standing there like an idiot. That happened way too many times before, and he isn't going to take his chances now. He looks at her direction again, and notices that she already saw him. Great. Now if he doesn't go, she will think he is not thoughtful of others, which he is. Now his dillema grew even more. If he doesn't go help her, he is the bad guy, but he can get in class right on time. If he goes help her, his help might be turned down and he will be standing there like an idiot. Tesla and Lara already made up their minds, pulling him in her direction. Summoning all the courage he has, he gets near her and says:

"Do you... Do you need any help? What's going on?"

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Sydney Florencia Ramirez​

Sydney had spotted the boy making his way from Oak Town to the Academy, not giving a lot of thought to it until he made a direct move to intercept her path. She skidded to a halt, black and blue hair flying around her face and a small cloud of dust stirring up under her feet. He must have seen her running like a spooked Rapidash and figured something was wrong. It was decent of him to come and check if she needed help but she was terrified of pulling him into the mess she had made for herself. Or that she thought she'd made for herself, anyway, it wasn't as if she could remember. Given her situation though she couldn't afford to turn down any offer of help, even if the boy looked like a strong breeze would carry him away, anything that could get her to a Pokemon Center faster would be a good thing. She had to hand this pokeball over to a professional so it could be properly assessed and, with any luck, taken off her hands. Why on earth would she have ever done something so foolish?

What if it wasn't even my choice... what if I was made to do all of this in the first place?

"I... listen, I - uh - thank you, but... I really don't want to get anyone else caught up in this, I think I did something really stupid, or maybe I didn't - I'm not sure - but I should have known better if I did what I think I did..." She looked at the pokeball in her hand, clearly frightened by the thing. "I just, I just need to get to Nurse Joy, okay? If you want to help can you just make sure no wild Pokemon jump out at me on the way? That's the last thing I need right now, I don't think I could concentrate on a battle properly." She lowered her voice as if confiding a dark secret, a piece of knowledge so forbidden it should never be spoken aloud. "I think I caught an Elgyem and I can't remember anything from today."

Whether her reaction was appropriate to the situation or not was something Cyan would have to decide for himself but she was clearly spooked by it to the extent that she had started running through wild Pokemon territory without a thought for her own safety and for a girl who, at first glance at least, seemed to care a fair amount about her appearance she didn't seem too concerned with making a decent first impression. She was coming across as a bit of a mess, all in all. She was the last person to ever want to pull the damsel in distress act but under these circumstances she was just too frightened and shaken to trust herself and not accept help where it was given.