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Faleen had to admit, she would never have thought she would ever see a fire type leap into a pool of water like that. The somewhat surreal sight only proved to grow Faleen’s respect for this women… he listened to his master, the way a Pokemon should
but to have the power to command a fire into water… that was quite something.
Aside from that, the words she spoke, being closely listened to by the grunt, made complete sense to Faleen, it was close to what she believed, in fact it was exactly what she believed, only she had no experience or skills like the elite did.
The grin that had been put on her face when the Archanine returned to his master, slowly faded with the instructor’s last question, replaced with that of thoughtfulness… interesting inquiry… and it took Faleen a moment to consider before she even thought of answering.

It was at this time that she took a moment to glance around the room, the number of people… and Pokemon had increased, Faleen took noticed that everyone had at least one of their own pokemon out, it would appear she was the only one who hadn’t released any from her team.
The barest of flushes speared over her cheek bones as she wondered if she was supposed to, but there had been no order, to the balls remained untouched on her thigh.

Folding her arms over her chest, she looked to Nadja, opening her mouth to speak, before a series of events interrupted her.
The sound of more pokemon being released, talking, and even a cry of fear…?
Glancing over to the side with a frown on her face now, eyes no longer as large as they usually are as she looked over for the source of the noise, looking mildly annoyed.
Some more talking, but this one came from a more familiar voice, and sure enough, there was Seth.
Blinking in surprise, having another elite in the room, Faleen took a breath, and looked back over at Nadja in an attempt to ignore the distractions.
“An understanding, or similar goals…” she wasn’t too sure how else to answer the question, now that she thought about it, maybe she’s gotten off easy with the pokemon she had, none of them would dare misbehave.
“Consistency… giving clear firm orders I expect them to follow… I can’t say I’ve had much trouble with them”
while that might be true with most of her pokemon, there was one that was different from the other two. Her newest one, while he didn’t disobey, he was much more aloof and less stiff as the other two, a born wild pokemon. She had to handle him different from the moment she laid eyes on him.
“Not in all cases…”

Sorano scoffed at his sister as she went running. Way to live up to the Dinkley name of being a coward. Was he the only one in his family who at least sorta-kinda knew what he was doing? Pushing away his 'new' Charizard, he turned to answer but was cut off as the she-devil answered first. The teal haired man pursed his lips and inhaled. Ah, was his bitterness quite evident? Never rolled with laughter on his back at the comment Seth made towards Sorano's retreating sister. The guy must be 'the s**t' to have his students run out the room during a lesson. He wondered if the current teacher would do the same. It'd make this lesson a little more interesting.

Late.

That is what she was. Which obviously, would not bode well for her at all. Especially being new. Terribly, terribly new.

She rushed down the halls, looking for the room she was looking for, and attempted to slip in, Blue clinging tightly to her shoulders.

Sorano wasn't one to play the act of throw and retrieve if he wanted what hindered him gone. Yet, being acting the role of the fetching Arcanine was all he could muster up as he inclined his head and swiveled on a heel towards the door. Lennyka Dinkley had not gone far. She was curled up into a tight sphere just outside the door, mumbling some obscene words of some sort of obscenity. He glazed past a figure who was late and smirked slightly. When it comes to classes like this, there is always one to be late. Without a doubt. He's glad he watched his a** well and made it on time. Yet, with Missus Let's-Make-A-Scene running from a Charizard growl . . . he wasn't all too happy.

"Len, le's go." he commanded in one sharp growl and sweep of his hand to open the training gymnasium door. "Quit bein' so stubborn an' le's go. Yer not six, yer fricken' twenty-un', now le's flippin' go."

Lennyka shook her head as her shoulders quivered. "Leave me alone, Sorano."

That statement usually meant, "Leave me alone for a couple of hours so I can get my bearings together and finally be able to approach that Pokemon you call a friend."

"We don' have a coup hours, Len. C'mon."

All the coaxing, persuasion and books in the world was not going to make that Dinkley sibling budge. So, he took the initiative. Sorano ripped her glasses from her face as she wavered into a bewildered state, than lead her away into the training gym once again like a loyal little guide dog. Once she took her rightful spot of standing next to him and her now his? Charizard, he slipped the glasses back behind the poles of her ears and nodded once again at the instructor.

"Done." he simply muttered.

Never rolled his eyes. That wasn't very entertaining! A small yawn broke the seams of his lips as he fluffed up his fur and exhaled to allow the fur to relax. How much longer of this, huh?

The smirk was returned and Seth said nothing more, for now. He then took up a rather strategic position in which to watch the proceedings. The tall elite leaning against the wall casually with his arms crossed. Blue eyes watched carefully, while that ever present smirk remained.

Nyx watched the other Rockets as they called out answers. This reminded her of when she was in school. Like in school, she was quiet and took notes.

"Operant... conditioning..." Nyx said, mostly to herself, as she wrote the word in her note pad, followed by the things Nadja and the others said.

Beaker crossed her large turtle-y arms and waited. When was the fighting going to start?