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Faran beamed delightedly as Solaris announced what he had to do. "Thanks!" he yipped in response to the Espeon's instruction, offering the gloomy Psychic a grin as bright as the day itself. He was too preoccupied with the anticipation of the fight to really notice how gloomy the Espeon looked, but the gesture was genuine nonetheless. With a spring in his step, the small Vulpix made his way over to one of the sheets referred to by the aforementioned Psychic and looked over it to find his name. Faran...Faran...There it is! The Fire Type glanced across the line with his name to find the number it corresponded to, finding it to be B-4. The vulpine Pokemon giggled, B-4, it was like 'before'; that was funny. He wondered if they'd made that one of the numbers on purpose. After a moment he smiled again and wandered off, trying to find where exactly B-4 was, the map having escaped his notice.

Eventually, after a lot of wandering this way and that and several wrong turns, the Vulpix found himself in the pocket marked B-4. His partner wasn't there just yet, whoever it was, so the Vulpix jumped up and down impatiently awaiting his opponent. His adrenaline was very high, heart pumping fast and paws itching to move. He had something to prove here, that he wasn't a baby anymore and could be trusted to do things for the Team, just as well as anyone else. He wondered over who his opponent would be, thinking of all the Pokemon he'd seen near the lists before. Maybe he'd fight that cool-looking Absol, or the Lucario with the Umbreon markings! He hardly considered the fact that either of those would likely beat him in a moment but instead fantasized about meeting them. They were so cool! Eagerly Faran waited for his opponent, looking about for any sign of someone headed his way. Yes this was going to be awesome!



Tris went up to the sheet and looked for his name, the Ditto was both terrified and pleased to find that he had in fact been put into the competition. It would be a good experience right? At the very least he wouldn't have Maestro breathing down his neck the entire time. In a manner very characteristic of the species he was currently, the Ditto raised a hand to his head in a sort of salute. "Wynaut..." he said dully, unamused by the play on words. Rolling his eyes, Tris looked down toward the map after finding that he was in G-1 to try and locate where said section of the area was. It didn't take him long to pinpoint it and in even less time he was off in the direction of the area.

Shuffling along in the manner of a Wynaut, Tris silently crafted the character of this particular form. Just another mask to live for a short time, although this time he was fighting, so it'd have to be quite convincing and he'd have to be certain not to drop the persona even under pressure. By the time he had reached the place where his opponent was supposed to meet him he'd created a sufficient character. While awaiting his opponent Tris began to whistle a tune to pass the time nonchalant as anything. He didn't really care which way things went this fight but it'd be entertaining, that was for certain. Nothing could be worse than the torture his partner put him through after all, so it was neither here nor there which way the wind blew. A slight smile touched his face and the Ditto's whistle changed to a hum of contentment. After all, why not?



"He'll be okay, don't you think?" Era asked Eon for the fifth time as they took a seat in the stands closer to the area where Faran would be fighting. The Vulpix had insisted on going to the event by himself, determined it seemed, to prove his independence. That made Era worry even more however, he was still young and hot-headed, she didn't want him getting hurt. The Pikachu wanted to take care of him still, even though he was growing up. Her Team was as close to her as family, and they had to look out for one another, especially the younger ones.

Eon smiled slightly. "Era he'll be fine," the male Pikachu reassured her yet again, "Faran's old enough to look after himself now. I bet he wants you to be able to see that. Just cheer him on, alright?"

Era smiled in return to Eon's encouragement, grateful for the presence of the other Pikachu. So many times he was able to steady her, to keep her going in the right direction when she wasn't certain what that was. In a sense she could even say that he completed her. Phione trotted beside her with a smile, that brought a smile to Era's own face. Yes, this would be pleasant. Everyone was here for a friendly training session, just what they needed to burn off all the worry and stress that had accumulated over the past weeks. They sat and waited patiently for the battle to start, ready to support their own little Teammate who now waited proudly in his spot down on the field.



Maestro made his way about the stands, not really searching for anything in particular but a place away from other people. He didn't really care what happened in Tris' fight, only the result so that he could taunt the the Ditto if he lost. The Zorua was bored and didn't like crowds, there was really nothing more to say on the subject. With a grumbled sigh, he made his way up the stands in a haughty sort of manner, taking a spot near the top and far away from the crowds below. He cringed as a sudden shout hit his ears and looked over to see a Mawile and a Poochyena not too far from where he was. Oh wonderful, company. Just what he'd wanted. With a sigh, the Zorua rested his head on his paws, laying down on the bleachers. Maybe if he ignored them they would just go away.

This whole "I can't read or write" thing was really a pain. Maybe Katara should have asked Lilium to come with her. The Skarmory made her way to one of the posted sheets, doing her best not to bump into anyone in the crowded area. When you're literally made of swords bumping into someone will not end well.

That presented another problem. This training match was, well, a training match. Katara doesn't know how to turn off "lethal mode". Again, literally made of swords. Eh, hopefully they paired her up with someone who can block or dodge really well.

Katara stared at the sheet of paper, most of the other pokemon giving her a wide berth. She carefully let her eyes roam over each line of runes, trying to remember how her own name looked as Lilium had taught her. Finally she found the line she was pretty sure was her name and with the area code she soon located where she was suppose to be on the nearby map.

After that it was only a short flight of a few seconds to the right spot.



"A-3, huh?" Veritas had found the posted sheets even before Solaris had announced it and she could easily figure out what it was for given the area code and the map. The field was still empty as the other Pokemon began to crowd the papers so she took the chance to do a quick warmup, running a full circle around the practise field before stretching herself properly at the spot reserved for her and her opponent.



The odd Pikachu swayed in front of the paper for a full minute before awkwardly getting down onto all fours to look at the map under the notice. Then the Pikachu turned around and walked off without a word, though it seemed to struggle in getting back up on all twos, which seemed was its preferred way to walk.

It slowly made its way across the field to the right spot, where another Pokemon was already waiting. It was a young Vulpix, and the Pikachu waved an arm enthusiastically.

"Hello! I'm Rozul! Is this B-4? I think I'm your partner!" It called out happily with a young boy's voice. It almost didn't seem to match the figure of the Pikachu, who was a bit taller than most Pikachus. Maybe he just evolved young?

((Arrived at their spots~ <3 ))

The Lucario looked over at the list of names. Scrolling through the names, there were at least ten different Pokemon participating. He wondered who would he be partnered with. At last he found his name with another name beside him 'Chuck'. He stifled a 'chuckle', ending up in a snicker. The name was so amusing to him. Who then stood at the spot where he was supposed to be, his opponent who's name is supposed to be Chuck stood at the other end. He was a Charmeleon, how bad could Charmeleons be? "Greetings, I am referred to Luke." He introduced himself politely. "But you may know that already.." He said, his voice trailing away as he was reminded that he'll obviously see his name already in the list.

"OKAY!" Zorora said cheerfully to the Ponyta without noticing how nervous and awkward the Vulpix she dragged earlier. She didn't seem to have the courage to say anything to the Ponyta so she just stayed there, staring with small rainbow eyes. "I have to go to now, BAII!" She could hear small voices from the Vulpix as she jumped that the Eevee is leaving her just when she dragged her to meet someone who was leaving too. She bounced to her spot, her tail wagged hard back and forth. She could burst in any moment from all the excitement of sparring. The best part of sparring is that you get to fight and you don't get to be injured. But that you can't hurt your opponent badly either. Oh well~ She could deal with it. She looked forward what she first spotted was her opponent. He was basically a Shinx....with wings..and a scorpion tail. Scary. She jumped happily at the fact that he was still a Shinx, and she's part Shinx. "Haiii!" She greeted him friendly as she found her battle stance.

Nadia watched at the sidelines, happy to be able to watch, and worry, and cheer for Luke and Zorora. Her ears twitched as a large voice echoed, getting closer to her. She turned her head and watched an Umbreon going face-to-face with random Pokemon until he met her face. She jumped at what he said, taking a step back. "...W-What?" Well this is kinda awkward.

Desdemona dug her hand into a small container of Popcorn she got out of nowhere. W-where did that come from?! Reginald thought, his face pinching into a slightly quizical yet horrified expression. Desdemona sighed and put down her snack. Pumping her fist into the air, she shouted, "Hurry up and fight already!" To her teammate, Anastasia.
"Desdemona, please, I insist you tone down." He sighed. She was creating a ruckus; perhaps it wouldn't be so embarassing if the other bystanders were cheering as well. The Mawile huffed and crossed her arms,
"Its just an excuse not to go yelling off into the ear of that jerk... I don't even know what he is. The one wearing the booties" She said, indicating Jay. Reginald shook his head, though he didn't appreciate others referring to his recruits like that, it wasn't a matter for Desdemona to get her panties in a wad. Just calm down and watch the show. Right.


Anastasia's head tilted upwards as her opponent took his pla--omigod he's so cute! The Meowth's eyebrows rose as she examined her completely adorable spar-mate. Well, this was going to be a tough battle, fighting something so unbelievably innocent looking. She politely chose to ignore Jay's comment to the best of her ability, though she winced slightly at the choice of his words. The feline beamed at Joey and waved to him.
"Hello," She said nervously, lowering her paw. "I'm Anastasia--Oh!" Anastasia lowered her head slightly and blushed to the best of her best abilities; which was quite hard since she was completely black-furred. She stood there awkwardly, wondering if it was strange to introduce herself to her foe. Wouldn't that make things harder? She should depersonalize the one that would soon be grit under her heel, right? Oh well, the cat shrugged helplessly, the damage was done. She had gone so far already, so why not...
She cleared her throat awkwardly and continued, "I'm from team ShadowWolf... you can have the first move if you'd like." she finished and clasped her hands behind her back as if waiting for him to introduce himself.

"Excuse me, I believe that would be me," The centaur said, raising his hand slightly to catch the ghost's attention. He bowed slightly and introduced himself,
"My name is Sirius Vasillian, captain of a novice team: Team Forgotten Legends; a pleasure to meet you." He said suavely. Though now, for some reason, the team name sounded slightly embarassing to his ears. Perhaps it sounded too boastful for his comfort. He shook his head, disrupting his thoughts and focused at the matter at hand; his opponent. The Misdrevus was an interesting creature -- Sirius had never seen a ghost-type before, and was slightly disturbed that he wasn't bothered by the ghost's presence at all. Pink-tipped 'hair' swirled ghostly in smooth curls, though there wasn't any breeze. And his yellowed eyes were intriguing, if not slightly intimidating. Sirius grinned inwardly; if Damon was fighting a ghost... how was Damon doing anyways?

Not too well, but surviving. Damon nearly jumped out of his skin when Zorora came boundin toward him.
"H-hi." He replied. Though she seemed childish enough, her frame was that of a young adult, despite the bright pink and blue highlights on her body. The young cub shited awkwardly from one paw to the other, what was he supposed to do now? O-oh! She was getting ready to fight. Closing his eyes, he tried frantically to calm his mind and built up and electric Charge within him, small sparks crackling off his black and blue fur.
"Go ahead and start," He said, opening his eyes and spreading out his paws to get ready to dodge.

Katara watched her opponent doubtfully as he approached. Was the Poliwrath it? She glanced at the wooden rods he held, a little miffed. Why would anyone bother bringing such flimsy weapons to a battlefield?

Katara didn't reply with her own name once the water type confirmed that they are indeed opponents. In fact, she took her opponent's words as the mark of the beginning of battle and immediately hopped into the air, diving for the Poliwrath.

She veered off sharply at the last moment. It wasn't a true attack; she was simply testing his reflexes and movepool. That, and she was still trying to figure out how to not kill Oliver. That Poliwrath's skin looked awfully fragile...



The Pikachu clapped its hands together in glee as it learned that it was in the right spot.

"Nice to meet you too Faran!" Came the boyish voice again, filled with unrestrained excitement.

"Hey, don't we know hi- ouch!""Shhh!" The Pikachu fidgeted oddly for a moment, but then seemed to settle again.

"Well...it's a playfight right? So I guess we start like this!" The Pikachu's voice seemed almost to abruptly turn to that of a little girl's on the last two words, but it was hard to tell with kids. That, and there was more important things to be focused on as blue sparks began to dance along the Pikachu's body, and a single small bolt of it went straight for Faran.

"Pleasure to meet you, Anastasia" Contrary to popular belief, he was quite the gentleman since all situations didn't need the toughened cowboy in them. He made a mental note of the name, it was long but he was sure not to forget it. "I'm Joy...er, call me Joey. Part of Team Mono...um...Monocle?" "MONOCHROME. ITS PRONOUNCED MONOCHROME" Blue yelled from the stands. Joey waved a paw in the air, "Yeah, what he said"

First move huh? Well, if she wanted to..."Er, thanks lass..." he said, his right paw going into a fist as he draw it back. 'Now wait a lick, I don't want to hurt nobody' he thought to himself, looking over at his paw. A faint, almost invisible glow began to surround it, so dull it was hard to even tell the color.
"GIVE IT TO HER GOOD"
Oh god, Jay.

The Zorua stared at them from the stands, tail waving slightly from side to side. He opened his mouth to shout again, but Blue was already on it. The Sneasel put a paw over his mouth, holding it shut and pulling Jay over to him. He glared at the Zorua, "Shut it. You're making a scene and you look like a butt." he hissed. Jay only blinked, "Don't tell me what to do" he said, though it was muffled by Blues own paw.

Blue looked over at where Anastasia's presumed team sat, they were far and yet still within earshot. Blue gave a nervous smile, "I'm very, very sorry about him. He's just cranky because he can't walk right" he said apologetically, giving the Zorua another glare

Back to the fight...Joy let his fist charge forwards, aimed right at his opponent. Cats were known for their reflexes, he just wanted to see how fast she could dodge, and if she couldn't dodge then it wouldn't hurt. A small Heal Pulse would go over the spot and everything would be fine and dandy, right? He was pretty confident in his skills as a healer.