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Old January 19th, 2018 (12:44 PM).
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    Lucas’s ears perked up at the sound of someone entering the room. He looked up from his book to see someone in a long black coat place a Master Ball on a small metal pedestal on her desk. He looked at the woman, only to soon realise that it was Cynthia herself! Lucas closed his book and moved it off to the side. Lucas almost didn’t hear her question. What is a Legendary Pokemon? Lucas pondered the question. A Legendary Pokemon is a Pokemon that can’t evolve or have a previous form, but I heard that there was a newly researched Legendary that does evolve. Legendary Pokemon generally have a special move that only they can use. The also have special powers, like creation of land masses or being able to go between dimensions. Normal Pokemon can’t do that, Lucas thought about the question for another minute or two. There were so many things that could be used to classify a Legendary Pokemon. Lucas had an answer in his head, but he didn’t want to answer in case he was asked to clarify. Lucas decided to wait and see what other people knew. He could already see some hands going up.
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    Old January 19th, 2018 (1:37 PM). Edited January 19th, 2018 by Kung Fu Ferret.
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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.
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      Old January 19th, 2018 (2:18 PM).
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      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.
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      Old January 19th, 2018 (6:58 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Junier.
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        ...is punctual, seated with school-brand coffee and high-top kicks stacked on top her open-front school desk.

        ’ Hey, Nurse Joy, ’ she snarks to herself with that pink hair in mind.

        The instructor is composing herself, legs crossed, and the seating is doing wonders for Maylene’s standing now-- she is not unlike another barely-scraping-five-foot martial artist in jeans with a penchant for resting on furniture, so, in truth, there’s comfort to be had here. This whole room is like a big, sterilized box to Kylie, polished and perfected and assigned a purpose without possessing a sense of home, of feeling “lived in.” And the AC’s a rattata. So she embraces the tranquility that is put forth.

        “That’s a good question” — she’s musing aloud. “What is the best method of defending yourself anytime, anywhere…?”

        Looking in, a little Hoennese girl leans against the back legs of her chair, looking up into the realm of nowhere, the screen of a yellow-framed device flickering in her lap.

        Her stream of conscious continues, loudly: “Well, you need distance first, and then you can do… well, anything. All it takes ‘s reflexes and you can grab ‘em, lock ‘em, whatever you need to. Once they motion towards you, it can be over before it even starts. So I guess the best thing you can do is be on-guard and ready to counter.

        “Self-defense isn’t just the ‘defense’ part-- like, you have to take the initiative and really pay attention to your attacker’s movements. You can stand there, guard perfectly, and keep taking hit after hit ‘n’ all, but it’ll just wear you down, and you’re not getting anywhere then in actually defending yourself.”


        Kylie Kahale is resolute in her diatribe, one without prior indication, truly lost in it as, in its voluminousness, it threatens to cut in, cover up others of its type uttered by more conscientious classmates.

        “So: be alert, be on the offensive, what else…?”

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        Old January 19th, 2018 (8:08 PM). Edited January 19th, 2018 by PkMnTrainer Yellow.
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        As Silvana sat herself down, she began fishing for a potion bottle and just sort of began fiddling with it. The little crystal vial was indistinct from one you might find in a laboratory. It was one of the very few things science took from magic. (There's not a thing that can't be put in a bottle. Getting it in there is where the fight is.) Silvana thought to herself rather wistfully as the teacher walked in. Seemed she'd been less than a minute early.
        Goodness, that was a close call! (I shouldn't even be here. I don't have any psychic talent! Don't they think I tried already?? There's research on psychic potential in humans everywhere!) Silvana went on to silently lament in frustration. You didn't need to be a mind reader to see that she wasn't having a good time. (I bet they weren't even paying attention when I told them what my dreams are. There's no way anyone can read that many applications! Heh. No way. I bet I could show them some psychic power if I could get a whisker from a kadabra or the mists of a munna.) Silvana continued thinking to herself. There were a lot of things you could do with psychic pokemon, dependent primarily on the specific pokemon in question.

        Sabrina's question, though, took Silvana off guard.

        (Aw man... She wants me to read her mind! This is a crash course in embarassment waiting to happen.) Silvana silently lamented, pondering the trick question. Shame that wasn't going to happen, but maybe she could cheese the question using a silver tongue instead of extra-sensory insight. With a hand raised, she smirked at the thought of what she was about to say. "Everyone has a talent. It's just a matter of finding it." she stated in an optimistically matter-of-fact tone. Hah! How could a teacher ever shut her down for saying something like that? Good vibes like that were dangerous to kill! Boy, she was good.
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        Old January 20th, 2018 (1:59 AM).
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          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.
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          Old January 20th, 2018 (2:42 AM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Sul_Silver.
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            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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            Old January 20th, 2018 (3:27 AM).
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              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.
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              Old January 20th, 2018 (1:05 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Magnificent Magilou.
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              Naomi was bored. She was incredibly bored and quite honestly she was still half asleep as well. It had been a long time since she had actually had to get up so early, much less spend time sitting at a desk almost first thing in the morning. When the girl had decided to take a class revolving around self-defense and Fighting-type Pokémon, she had expected the course to be a bit more... hands on, even if it was the first day. Instead, Naomi found herself getting asked rather dumb questions by a "teacher" who barely looked to be any older than she was.

              For the time being, the girl had taken to mostly zoning out. She was currently staring out the window, absentmindedly rolling Franky's Poké Ball back and forth across her desk. It was only when some girl, a fellow student in the class, answered Maylene's question did Naomi seem to snap back to reality.

              "Ya better learn how to take a hit in the first place," Naomi chimed in, not bothering to hide the bored tone in her voice the slightest bit. "Ya can stick and move all ya want, but it ain't gonna mean sh- I mean... anythin' if ya go down like a cream puff after one punch."

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              Old January 20th, 2018 (1:19 PM).
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              Desmond focused on the angry instructor as she spoke. Was she really that upset that she wasn't allowed to have the students beat the snot out of each other on the first day? Desmond was somewhat glad of this. He would have felt bad about beating up some of the more clearly weak students in the class. Not to mention, his favorite person from the first day on the island, Naomi, was in the class. There'd probably be a need for cops if they got going.

              He focused back on the instructor's question. The best method of defending oneself? Desmond racked his mind to think of an answer while other students answered. Ivrant was saying something about protection and having your Pokemon with you or something though he wasn't very confident.

              Is this stuttering, unsure trainer really the same one I just spoke to earlier?

              Another student, a punk-ish looking Entei girl, piped up about being alert and offensive. Both of them were right in a way for sure. Desmond wasn't even going to think about Naomi's answer though as he rolled his eyes. Taking punches wasn't a defense. Instead, Desmond thought back to his time in Orre and what he was taught as part of the neo-Cipher organization. During his time with them, stealth was the most important thing, like during recon or heist missions. You only took on people and trainers if there was no other choice. Otherwise, it was about fulfilling the mission and avoiding confrontation. Desmond didn't know if this would be right but figured it was worth a shot.

              "In my experience, prevention is the best defense. Avoid getting physical if you can."

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              Old January 20th, 2018 (2:03 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Darkmaster006.
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                Before...


                For today, Kayrana had just wore simple pastel yellow shorts, that went all the way to her knees, a simple orange shirt with green flowers on it, green socks, and comfortable sneakers. Her hair, as always, had two clips on it to prevent it from going to her eyes, even though it wasn't long at all. Either way, Kayrana was seated comfortably, with Aurai on her lap, when the teacher entered. She was still thinking of their new friend, a Whimsicott, whom she hadn't named yet. She had gone to bed rather early and wasn't tired at all, hence she was quite surprised when she saw the chalk lift by itself, or by Psychic powers, rather. That Sabrina had psychic powers, she did know, but she had never seen them benig used. She looked around: everyone was amazed as well. Sabrina's clothes consisted only of reddish pink and white, which called Kayrana's attention.

                She pat Aurai on the head and stretched her hand over to her backpack in the floor in order to get her notebook on the desk; meanwhile Sabrina kept asking about some 'most important lesson' of which Kayrana had no idea. Yes, she had asked them to answer, but how could they possibly know? Kayrana was quite indecisive, and she really had no idea. But just after a brown-haired girl had said something about talents, she just wanted to say something. So just after looking at Aurai, who had then clambered on top of the desk: "Bonds?" was the only word that came out of her mouth, in a firm tone of voice, but ending quite as a question. Well, at least she wouldn't go unnoticed now, was the only thing she thought about as she looked around at the pack of students, they weren't much, looking at her; and then she looked at Sabrina. Was she right?

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                Old January 20th, 2018 (3:22 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Junier.
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                  ...is new to this, but surely not so daft as to announce her dissent with others’ answers— the occasional fellow student smattering the rows of desks about Kylie are subtle, and they don’t embarrass themselves similarly. Though Kylie, despite herself, cracks a grin after the response of the other girl there, exempting Professor Maylene, possibly exempting the ambiguous kid with white hair in front who might’ve spoken, might’ve not, in-between or after or before Kylie’s own tangent.

                  It’s naive, the flawed thinking of “don’t get hit” that permeates the fellow student’s answer. Yet, what truly amuses Kylie is the manner of Girl B’s (or C’s) rambling and blaring accent with yaaaaahs, etcetera, as well as an adamant “disinterest,” an exuded--more exaggerated--“I-don’t-want-to-be-here”. And Kylie internalizes this tragedy as stemming from exhaustion or B being sloshed off her ass.

                  It’s the funniest thing she has seen in a long time, and she tries a little too hard not to snort with stifled laughter.

                  Even still, trilling in her mind, a silent insecurity: ’ Did I sound like that? ‘

                  It’s comforting, knowing you’re not alone in acknowledging absurdity; seeing a fellow Entei student, at that, reacting to it, though in rolling his eyes, appearing less tolerant of it. But with his mild acquaintanceship with black and leather, there lies impression for being a stoic sort; how genuine that intensity -- whether it was what Kylie could only describe as the “trendy” sort of punk charisma -- was unclear, but intriguing. In the sense that Kylie holds another human trainwreck in gleeful anticipation, she watches her dorm mate eagerly.

                  His response is as equally mindless as Girl B’s, because it calls too much into question-- why you would remain passive as a means of defense; how you enact benefit of hindsight in a hypothetical attack as to categorize not being attacked initially as “self-defense,” or even “prevention”-- if that was truly what he meant, because it was just a giant hole rather than an argument with many holes.

                  And usually, she doesn’t lack this much self-control to laugh at her own admitted elitism, but it was honestly hysterical for her judgement of his boy to come so true, so fast. Staying up does this to Kylie. She finds the mirth lingering on her face, still, and before she can burst, Kylie rushes for her coffee to hide those smiling lips.

                  In an act of self-redemption, Kylie puts her legs under her desk and turns towards the rest of the self-defense class. “Hey, uh, did any of ya’ll go to Dixie’s bonfire a few days back? The one sneak-out what wasn’t busted…?”

                  She changes the subject, drabbles off into a little laugh and -- success -- it was like she had never been amused at all.

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                  Old January 20th, 2018 (4:20 PM).
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                  Ivrant listened to the other answers and seemed to be thinking about his own response on top of that... Sure defending yourself was one things but these other students were talking about stuff like "Don't get hit" or having reflexes. Maybe he was overthinking his own answer but they all seemed to be taking on the theory like they didn't have their Pokemon on them. Well... that's already a problem that shouldn't happen in the first place but it wouldn't really be proper to change his answer now incase he made it more incorrect. It'd be better off if the teacher explained it more clearly. He was the student here after all! Still, he couldn't help himself. He still had the urge to speak out against the other answers after realizing something so simple. He was competitive when it came to this sort of stuff. He wasn't exactly confident with his first answer anyways.

                  "...You know reflexes are fine but what if you end up in front of a Wild Pokemon? I was thinking on defending against another single person but that's not always going to happen cause well..." He looked at Dynamo and back to the others to keep up the discussion. "I don't think avoiding say, a Scizor on your own would exactly be likely. Heck even defending against something like that wouldn't end well on its own. Course, that's what you got your team for. If they're down then our defense isn't exactly up to par if we can't even have our Pokemon do the same and stand by our side. Right Dynamo? I can't pretend like you don't exist after all. I'd have ya healed up if we were seriously going to go anywhere like that." Ivrant added in. Dynamo nodded alongside with Ivrant. He felt alot more confident with this answer as shown in the contrast from his last answer. He sounded alot more confident now that he had other answers to compete with.
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                  Old January 20th, 2018 (5:07 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Junier.
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                    high tops

                    skinny jeans

                    red & cream entei jacket draped on chair

                    straightened up, sitting properly in her seat now

                    back to the classmates behind her
                    ...readjusts towards the front of the room again with the near-guilty recognition of how exclusionary her question had been to the student in-question, now speaking-- now finished speaking. She concludes: one, this kid is unmistakably male; two, this kid has no clue what he’s talking about.

                    Kylie, boggles, ogles him with broad, brown eyes. “Why are you talking about being attacked by Pokemon?” This was not a phenomenon she had heard of since Dixie claimed she was “jumped” -- not harassed for food, not approached, not surprised by -- but actively and arbitrarily targeted by a wild Pokemon whose intention was to hurt.

                    “Do you really think Pokemon are things you have to defend yourself against? They’re not monsters. They’re-- we work with them.”

                    She’s scrutinizing this boy throughout, from the pallid color of his hair, to his clothing. Her takeaway is that he’s a Suicune, a notion which comforts her, knowing they won’t share an adobe outside of this class.

                    The Marill beside him was oblivious of being accused, the way he bobbed along dumbly as, meanwhile, the insinuation brought a pit to Kylie’s stomach. ”Tch.”

                    Kylie turns back to the teacher as she feels these asylum walls closing in. Frankly, she thought she had answered the question better than anyone else as someone who avidly practiced self-defense and who logically understand it best, aside from Maylene.

                    It is here Kylie’s impressions of her classmates sour, as she presumes they are all shut-ins who wouldn’t have considered that bonfire anyway -- if they did show up, they would have been forgettable to her, or otherwise a mistake to acquaintance -- and that she needs to dominate any further contemplation of the question at-hand to prevent them all from talking out of their asses. (So, in a sense, the elitism is back, but so upset was Kylie, she fails in self-awareness.)

                    But this is all verbally indistinguishable. Kylie posed, with gravelly tone, “Are we really allowed to release our Pokemon in the classroom? I guess I assumed we couldn’t.”

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                    Old January 20th, 2018 (7:03 PM).
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                    Desmond leaned back in his seat as he listened to Ivrant speak up again sounding much more confident even if Desmond thought his point was off target. It seems he wasn't alone as the punk girl spoke back up, visibly agitated. She clearly had attitude, to the point it was a little much for Desmond's liking.

                    "You aren't wrong about Pokemon being a good defense but this part of the class isn't really referencing that. It's about how we protect ourselves in a situation where our Pokemon are unable to assist us clearly." Desmond looked over at Hecate, curled up on the desk. "And most of you make a good point," Desmond's eyes glance at Naomi quickly before focusing back on the rest of the class, "but neither of them are suitable for a majority of situations."

                    Desmond focused back on the punk girl, "And if the Pokemon currently sitting on desks and laps wasn't an indication, yeah, Pokemon are allowed out of their balls in class."

                    Desmond sighed as he turned back towards Professor Maylene, a stoic look back on his face. He couldn't remember the last time he had spoken this much and so uninhibited. Maybe when he and Daro had just started out in The Under for neo-Cipher. That was before he had gotten almost total control of his emotions though. Since then, the less words and emotion the better, was their motto. Yet in this class, his emotions were getting the better of him, and he was being overly harsh and rude to the other students. He didn't know why but he didn't care. It wasn't like he was here to make friends.

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                    Old January 20th, 2018 (7:24 PM). Edited January 20th, 2018 by Sul_Silver.
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                      Good news: Cyan is not just standing around like an idiot. Bad news: He is going to miss his class AND has to look after this girl who seems to be missing a screw or two. Sure, he heard of Elgyems erasing people's memories, But if she had just captured one, why would it erease her memories? Well, now wasn't really the time for asking it, because wild pokemon could pounce at any second. To be fair, he was quite worried about his own safety as well. Lara was tired from the training still, so Cyan quckly fed her a Leppa Berry to bring her back into a fighting state. That's when an idea popped on his head: he grabbed Tesla (who was still stuck to his jacket) and gave him to the girl.

                      "Just... Just remember to give him back later. My dorm is... is... Entei! My dorm is Entei, I think. Oh, and his name is Tesla!" He had no idea how she would react to the Joltik being placed on her shoulder, but he had other things to worry about. Like the rustling grass that was moving quickly into their direction. It didn't take long for a huge Pinsir to jump out of the grass, attempting to grab something or someone with it's huge horns.

                      Pinsir's are known for being agressive, and Cyan had just experienced that hands on. Lara quicly jumped between the Pinsir and her trainer, and tried her best to intimidate the attacker, spilling flames from her red horns. This sort of worked, but only for a few moments, as the Pinsir walked back just to get more running ground for a Close Combat. Lara, not wishing to go down that easily, evaded the attack. "Quckly, use String Shot!" said Cyan, and Lara hit the pinsir with it, restrainig it's movements. "Now, Use Heat Wave! And be careful not to start another fire like before." Yes, this happened once on Burgh's gym.

                      Lara though, sucesfully hit the Pinsir with Heat Wave. This hurt the Pinsir, and gave it a burn. Probably because the strings attached to Pinsir also burned up. The Pinsir, looked like it was in panic, still launched a attack. This time it used Quck Attack, which was to quick for Lara to get a chance to do anything. It did minimal damage though, since the Pinsir was burned. It looked quite worn off, and that's when Cyan threw a pokeball at it, without thinking. He was alredy regreting it, since now he had to take care of another pokemon. Pinsir barely put a fight, since the ball shook once and clicked.

                      "Hmm... Gotcha? I guess the Pinsir was caught..."

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                      Old January 20th, 2018 (8:02 PM).
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                      With every step their destination was becoming clearer and more detailed. It was only a matter of minutes before they reached the outskirts. Troy had been a darling and kept Corrina company throughout the journey, worried yet excited for his little sister.

                      "Yeah, but you always get to do the cool muk - okay yes, my apologies, foul language is underrated. I've heard you use it plenty of times before, so- ... oh, yeah, that time it was definitely fudge. I'm learning from the best here." While the girl spoke at a quickened speed, she was plodding along her path to the forest. Piplup managed to ease her boredom with her scavenging of the areas near Corrina's vicinity. At one point during their trek a small pond emerged, much to Piplup's joy.

                      For as long as Corrina can remember the forest had been a sanctuary for her. Troy frequently ventured amidst them with the help of his younger sibling, who happily tagged along. Fond memories riddle the word "forest" alone - long treks, silly talk, accidents worth chuckling over, shenanigans, and fun.

                      Pip pip pip! Piplup chirped in elation, having at last set foot on the green forest. Trees towered over the duo, their foliage whistling upon the wind's command. Pipluppipluppiplup!

                      "Already? But what about me? ... ah, yeah, I'm having the time of my life right about now. If only you were here," the trainer frowned, saddened about her brother's approaching departure. "Of course not, I just got here. I didn't even get to... okay, sure. Later."

                      A swarm of Ledybas casted shadows over the visitors, entrancing the penguin. She pursued after them, mesmerized by their bright coloring. Corrina however scoffed at this, jogging right behind her water-type partner. "Piplup! Piplup stop! You'll get lost in here!" She evaded branches and obstacles alike, careful not to damage her clothing or image.

                      Fortunately Piplup did a pitstop upon the sight of a cluster of oddish seconds into the chase. She was then scooped by an annoyed Corrina, breaths unsteady from the jog. "You... please just... just listen... listen for once."

                      Pip! she happily responded, flippers swaying front to back. "Yes, I'm just as happy as you are," Corrina replied in sarcasm. The penguin was set back down, itching to go on adventures with her trainer.

                      Within the minute a Fomantis stumbled upon their bubble. Corrina didn't hesitate to start, mind ready to initiate a battle, body backing up to gain distance. "Alright! Ready to battle? Just like we practiced." Piiiiiip! The small creature flinched, unaware of what it was about to get itself involved in. "Ice Beam, go!"

                      A pastel blue sphere formed on Piplup's beak, alarming the Fomantis. They made a white sphere of their own, only for the ice beam to impact it and create a sudden explosion. Piplup was taken by surprise, legs unable to support her during the blast as she landed on her back. A large plume of smoke erupted from the explosion.

                      "Get ready, it might attack," Corrina spoke through the smoke, eyes squinting.

                      From it the Fomantis emerged, spinning midair with a horde of glowing leaves. "Protect! Now!" Just as the enemy released the spinning leaves a turquoise force field shielded Piplup from the assault in the nick of time. But the grass-type Pokémon didn't wait for Corrina to give the next order before their scythe-like arms began to glow and enlarge.

                      "Tch. Piplup dodge!" The penguin had just barely turned when the Fomantis let out a barrage of slashes from above. She stumbled and whined, no longer finding this brawl amusing. "Ice Beam again!" This time there was hesitation, bruised and in pain as the slashes pulsated throughout. Fomantis reacted via generating the long scythe-like arms once again.

                      Just as Piplup was about to aim Corrina intervened. "Wait! Shoot the ground in front of the enemy instead!" Her Pokémon gave her a doubtful look as the opponent began their approach. "Piplup." At last she turned to do such, but it was too late. Fomantis was close enough to let out another round of cuts and bruises.

                      By the end of the attack Piplup could no longer stand, body slumping on to the dirt below. But while the Fomantis let out a sigh of relief they weren't free yet; Corrina sent out Beldum.

                      "Sorry to let you out now, but I think you know why," Corrina apologized. Beldum glanced down Piplup's unconscious body before glaring at the Fomantis. The small, colorful enemy froze upon the sight, never having laid eyes on such a Pokémon. "Take-"

                      All of a sudden the grass-type had vanished.

                      Corrina let out a sigh of disappointment. Perhaps it was for the best.
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                      Old January 21st, 2018 (12:21 AM).
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                        Rylie quietly studied her new class schedule as she absentmindedly walked down the busy school hall, barely uttering a word when she occasionally bumped shoulders with another student. "Eggs and breeding… Could I get a more boring class on my first day?" She thought to herself, not able to help rolling her eyes as she looked for her assigned classroom. "Whatever, at least I’m getting it out of the way early I guess…" She continued in thought, sighing a bit.

                        Eventually she just managed to slip into the class room just as the final bell began to ring, narrowly avoiding tardiness. Claiming an empty seat in the middle of the classroom she opened her fresh-looking notebook and promptly began to stare bored up towards the front of the class, head in her hand and all. As she settled into her seat she quietly gave the teacher a look over, trying to figure out what he’s going to be like before he starts his lecture. "Brock huh? He’s decent looking at least, Although he’s got that weird eye thing going… What’s with the cart?" She quietly wondered to herself.

                        “So, let's start off, what can people already tell me about Pokemon breeding or Pokemon eggs? I want to see what some of you might know to start off with."


                        "Isn’t that a trick question? I thought very little was known about Pokémon breeding… Although I guess this class wouldn’t exist if that were the case." She continued to wonder to herself, not daring to speak up. Instead maintaining her rather bored look towards the front of the class as she quietly listened to the other student’s answers.

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                        Old January 21st, 2018 (12:26 AM). Edited January 21st, 2018 by Pikamander7.
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                          Lucas felt something wiggle against his hip. He looked down and saw that it was Ace's Poke Ball. He let his partner out and patted him on the head. Ace let out a soft growl of affection. Lucas glanced around to see if anyone else had Pokemon, and he was relieved to see other people did. Lucas decided to stop holding back his answer and raise his hand. Once he was called on, he began to speak wildly about different myths about Legendary Pokemon, including some of his own theories. "To me, a Legendary Pokemon is a Pokemon with a special ability that makes them unique, such as being able to go into the Distortion World, or create land masses. I also believe that there are tiers of Legendary Pokemon. The top tier is Mew and Arceus, the Deity Tier. The next is the Creation Tier, consisting of the Dragon Trio, Tao Trio, Aura Trio, and the Weather Trio. The third tier is the Control Tier, which includes the Genie Trio, Lake Trio, Titan Trio, Beast Trio, and the Bird Trio. The higher the tier, the more power or control over something a Legendary has. I don't know if this is true, but it's a theory, which is pretty much what a myth is, except a myth is more widely known." Lucas stopped talking once his brain had run out of ideas. He felt a bunch of people staring at him, then he realized how much he had said. Lucas visibly sank in his chair, melting from all the staring. Please let someone else speak, please let someone else speak, please let someone else speak, please let someone else speak, he thought, wanting to disappear from the classroom. He slowly pulled out a notebook from his satchel and started to draw some battle scenes. Soon afterward, Lucas could feel eyes look away from him, and he sighed in relief.
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                          Old January 21st, 2018 (4:29 AM). Edited January 21st, 2018 by Synthet.
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                            And The Answer Is...

                            Maylene listened to each of her students answers, nodding thoughtfully as they pontificated over the best method to defend themselves in almost any situation. Once the class started to get into something of a back and forth debate about it though she raised her hand, signalling for silence.

                            "You all raise pretty good points actually, better than I might have expected. Protecting your vitals is always a good idea, of course, and keeping your distance while monitoring the threat is good too. Having a glass jaw isn't any good if you find yourself in a fist fight, you need to have the stamina and fortitude to see a situation through. But you've, for the most part, taken two things for granted. One - that your Pokemon aren't an option for some reason. This young man," she gestured to Ivrant, "Is correct that your Pokemon should always be your first line of defense. Chances are that most of the threats you'll face as Trainers will be from either wild Pokemon or another Pokemon Trainer. No amount of martial training can make you a match for a Pokemon - a lot of people have learned that lesson the hard way."

                            She turned her gaze to Kylie, speaking softly. "And while, yes, while Pokemon are creatures we work with and often our truest companions, not everyone uses their Pokemon for benevolent means. Heck, even wild Pokemon are dangerous if you intrude on their territory too deeply or something has set them off on a rampage. There are Pokemon that just are dangerous if you don't know what you're doing as a result of what they are or their feeding habits. I'd suggest you never let your guard down when dealing with wild Pokemon."

                            She cleared her throat, looking around her seated position on the desk for something and after not finding it turned her attention back to the class. "The other point that was made that applies to most situations was that you should avoid being in too much danger in the first place. If all your Pokemon have been beaten or are unavailable to you for some reason the best thing you can do is fall back. You all assumed that because this was a Self Defense class we'd be looking at the martial arts and, okay, yes, I'd rather be teaching you that, but the truth is the primary thing to remember about self defense is to stay safe first and foremost. Learning how to take or throw a punch, which areas to protect and target, all of that is useful information that may make the difference if you find yourself in a sticky situation. But the truth is, in this world we live in?" She shrugged. "You can't punch out a Pokemon. We're outclassed physically by just about every species of Pokemon we've discovered, so trust in your partners to keep you safe. Any questions?" She asked, knowing full well that some of the students weren't going to be too happy with what she had to say.

                            ***

                            Brock waited patiently for the class to speak up, waiting to see if anyone had any answers. When no one had anything to say he smiled and walked over to the covered trolley he had brought in. "Well, I'm not too surprised, it's not a topic most people worry about too much. We know very little about how Pokemon actually go about producing their eggs other than that certain species of Pokemon appear to be compatible with each other and others don't. We actually even refer to Pokemon Breeders mostly as people who help ensure that Pokemon are happy and healthy more than we do as people who help them produce eggs. On the egg front we know a little bit more."

                            Brock pulled the cover off the trolley, revealing that it contained an incubated unit with several Pokemon Eggs resting inside! They were of a variety of sizes and colours, some with intriguing patterns and some simply plain. "So! These are Pokemon Eggs of a number of different species. Almost all Pokemon that reproduce seem to do so in the same way, by producing an Egg. Would anyone like to come up and take a look and make some observations?"

                            ***

                            "Those are very technically adept answers, well done, but I was looking for something a little less textbook," Cynthia said, "After all, almost every Pokemon is able to control primal forces of the world in some way - even a Sentret can learn to shoot fire from its mouth. And in the same vein, just about every Pokemon is extremely powerful, at least compared to us humans. In the case of the Pokemon we've classified as Legendary Pokemon, yes, they tend to be unique. No one has ever seen two Moltres for example. Then again, Legendary Pokemon are notoriously hard to track, so who's to say we [i]haven't[i] seen more than one Moltres, just never together?"

                            "Let me put it another way. Arcanine has sometimes been referred to as a Legendary Pokemon, but we don't count it as one. This sort of thing is a result of opinions changing over time and between regions. Arcanine is a majestic and powerful Pokemon, so it's not hard to imagine how in the past people from Kanto would have considered it to be legendary, but as we have discovered more of the Pokemon you refer to and determined them to be in a class all of their own that the title no longer works. So given that, do you think it's possible that what determines whether a Pokemon is Legendary - in the sense that it is worthy of myth - is us, as humans? After all, we're the ones who tell stories of them and have given them these descriptions. They don't think of themselves as legendary, they just exist as they are." She paused, waiting to see what the class thought of this theory.

                            ***

                            Sabrina tilted her head to one side slightly, considering the answers that had been provided. "I'm not sure that finding your talent is a lesson you can learn, as such... but discovering your talents can lead to important lessons learned. And yes, bonds are very important to human psychics. It can be difficult for us to understand how to form natural bonds with regular people and it was only after I started to learn how to do so that I began to learn my most important lesson. The most important lesson I have learned, both as a psychic and Psychic Pokemon Trainer... is restraint. When I was younger I used my abilities without care and the only real setting I had for them was one hundred percent. When I used the chalk a moment ago I could have easily snapped it, or crushed it, or ripped the blackboard out of the wall. Only by using restraint could I get the result I actually wanted."

                            "The same is true in our dealings with people. We have to restrain our abilities so that we can communicate as everyone else does and not simply go through life behaving like monsters. Psychic Pokemon are, generally speaking, far more powerful than even the most advanced human psychic could ever hope to be, so it can be important to teach your Psychic types restraint as well, to help them understand that using their abilities to excess or outside of battle may not be a good thing. After all, Pokemon do not have an inherent moral system, they learn ethics as we teach them. I would even go a step further and argue that restraint is important no matter what your abilities may be to keep you grounded, whether they be mundane or... otherwise." Sabrina looked pointedly at Silvana, as though that point was meant specifically for her. Creepy!

                            "Of course, bonds - as was mentioned - are a vital thing with Psychic Pokemon, or even human psychics. Their incredible powers can often lead to them feeling superior over others. Forming a strong bond can help them overcome this, but who can tell me why forming a bond with a Psychic type Pokemon is both easier and more difficult than with other types?"
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                            Arwyn knew very well who Cynthia was. Cynthia visits Undella Town nearly every year, to relax and whatnot. She has her own vacationhouse. This is the first time Arwyn actually met Cynthia though. A lecture about legendary Pokémon, huh? Arwyn couldn't say that it didn't interest him. After all, he's quite fascinated by the legendary Pokémon that his parents told him a story about recently. That was Reshiram, the vast white Pokémon. Apparently, it helps people who want a world of truth. This interests Arwyn quite a bit for some reason. He has only ever seen drawings of Reshiram in a book, and it looks completely white, as it's title suggests. But.... what Cynthia said may not be far from the truth at all. We thought up the titles for all the Pokémon, we had given them the title of 'legendary Pokémon'. Nervously, Arwyn raised his hand. "So... it's possible there are multiple Reshiram's, but we just haven't seen them, which is why we think they are legendary Pokémon?"
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                              The boat ride from Kanto to the academy had been a long one. Harry was rather tired. He stood on the deck of the boat, a lazy expression on his face, as the island loomed ahead, slowly growing larger as the horizon came even closer. He murmured aloud to no one but himself, "This is my new home, huh?" The monotony masked his enthusiasm quite well. "I'll have to do my best, won't I?" A question directed towards nobody but himself. The boat pulled into the dock a good twenty minutes later, leaving Harry on the dock with his suitcase, backpack, and lovely personality. Very few had arrived, and the other students had quickly dispersed, though Harry didn't mind it. The walk to Raikou would be rather nice. He had time to reflect on the changes he needed to make.

                              The wind ruffled his messy hair as he strode, his hands in his jean pockets, his green t-shirt of a Slakoth hugging a large Pinap Berry rustling as well. It was a nice breeze. Perfect for the walk. It'd be hard to wipe the eternal half-smile from Harry's face. The campus was rather beautiful. The wild Pokemon in the distance were rather nice to look at as well. Perhaps a walk was in order once he had everything settled in. People walked by, waving and greeting him, and he returned the gestures, letting out little more than a, "Hello. Hi. Have a good day."

                              A few instances occurred before Harry found himself arriving at the dormitory. It was a nice building. It certainly appeared to have been upgraded from the place his research had told him it was. Maybe the curriculum had changed, and the Raikou dorm wasn't the bottom. That would be a nice change. The lady at the front desk granted him his key and he made his way to his room. Harry tossed his backpack and suitcase on the bed, sighing a bit as he looked around. It seemed like the living arrangements would be comfortable. It wasn't quite home, but he was sure it would turn out that way. Sediment and Sap would likely find some way to enjoy it. Of course, they always found a way to enjoy themselves. Harry chuckled a little, swinging his backpack over his shoulders and heading out the door. "Maybe I'll have an adventure now.
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                              Old January 21st, 2018 (11:14 AM).
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                                Before...


                                Kayrana heard all the talk about restraint attentively. She didn't want to miss a thing Sabrina said, since she seemed to know what she was talking about. Aurai, meanwhile, just wandered around the desk after finally laying down. When she talked about bonds, Kayrana reminisced about random memories of her and Aurai in the past, and just pat Aurai's head. 'Dealing with people' also reminisced her about the days where she had no friends, where she was really all alone... but she now tried to be more positive, so she tried to brush that off her mind.

                                Lastly, Sabrina asked a question. And this time Kayrana really had no idea what to answer at first. Easier... and harder...? she pondered. And she thought about her relationship with Aurai... after all, that's all that could give her a clue. And so she went on: "Well, Psychic-Types, like my Aurai here..." she said pointing to her ", or at least her..." she revisited "always pay attention to... feeling and sadness and joy, very intently, closely..." and now she raised her voice a bit, visibly excited, and step up from her seat "so that's why I think one has to have a kind of special, different, care that maybe other Types of Pokemon don't require!"

                                This time she was the first to answer, and she was a bit nervous, but she didn't seem to show it much; well, her cheerfulness overcame that.


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                                Old January 21st, 2018 (11:19 AM). Edited January 21st, 2018 by Pikamander7.
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                                  Lucas McMillan
                                  Mythology Class (Day 2)

                                  Ace's ears perked up as he heard the name of his evolved form. Lucas scratched the bottom of his neck as he listened to what Cynthia had to say. It makes sense that Pokemon don't consider themselves to be Legendary as that's a label we humans came up with, but what about revered Pokemon like Arceus? Is it only humans that revere it or do Pokemon as well? Lucas pondered this, wondering why no one had ever seen multiple of the same "Legendary" Pokemon. Then he understood, so he raised his hand. "It makes sense that no one had ever seen two of the same Legendary Pokemon even though there are multiple. Some evidence that supports there being multiple of the same Legendary Pokemon is with the Shadow Lugia I read about once. There is no way that there is only one Lugia if there was one that was turned into a Shadow Pokemon. More evidence is that Latios and Latias are said to have a parent, which means that there have to be more of them." Lucas said. He stopped and waited for someone else to speak. Someone else must have some opinions on this besides me, he thought eagerly awaiting someone else's opinion.
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                                  Frodo: I can't do this, Sam.
                                  Sam: I know. It's all wrong. By rights we shouldn't even be here. But we are. It's like in the great stories Mr. Frodo. The ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn't want to know the end. Because how could the end be happy. How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad happened? But in the end, it's only a passing thing, this shadow. Even darkness must pass. A new day will come. And when the sun shines it will shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you. That meant something. Even if you were too small to understand why. But I think, Mr. Frodo, I do understand. I know now. Folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back only they didn’t. Because they were holding on to something.
                                  Frodo: What are we holding on to, Sam?
                                  Sam: That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo. And it’s worth fighting for.
                                  -The Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers
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                                  Ivrant Lehort- Self Defense/Fighting type class

                                  "Ha! Nailed it." Ivrant thought to himself as he got a quick confidence boost knowing he had the answer right. He was wondering what kind of world the one girl woke up from where Pokemon never attacked humans but thankfully the teacher spoke up before Ivrant did, They're Pocket Monsters after all. Ivrant soaked in the small victory over his peers. On the bright side, at least he didn't have to worry about throwing punches so the way he was dressed was no longer an issue!

                                  Dynamo meanwhile seemed to have a confident smirk all over his face. Whenever Ivrant tried to be subtle, Dynamo would display how he felt without a care in the world.

                                  "Well what would be some good ways to fall back from Wild Pokemon if we for some reason don't have our team handy? I'd imagine using a Pokeball to at least restrain them rather then catch them as much of a waste as that'd be but still. Most Pokemon can outspeed us easily so just simply running isn't going to always work" Ivrant asked.
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                                  Dynamo, Rosellia, Male Level: 15
                                  Moves: Spikes, Stun Spore, Power Whip, Sludge Bomb, Growth

                                  Buster, Marill, Male Level: 11
                                  Moves: Aqua Jet, Water Gun, Belly Drum, Tail Whip, Tickle

                                  Knox, Sandygast, Female Level 10
                                  Moves: Absorb, Astronish, Sand Attack, Destiny Bond, Ancient Power
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