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 Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 4:21 am
::The girl didn't look up during the rather frustrated beratings of the Professor, but waited until the end, this time it seemed at least she did not have much to add on or prolong her waiting to get rid of the girl...::
My apologies again for impertinence... I am aware I will require proper tribute to attract such an offer.
But it is good to know, such a bargaining is possible, thank you.
::She dipped her head once more, but underneath the cloak, she held her hand gently over the single pokéball there, ready to accept the three new ones::
...I'm ready to proceed now.
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Posted: Wed Oct 19, 2011 4:00 pm
"It's about time."
She sighed again.
"I swear, your dress ...you behavior." "I wonder if for once the test is wrong, and I got a Strike team student instead of a Tactics one." "But, that is neither here nor there."
Professor Savvy places the three pokeballs into Jasmine's hands. Her Gengar was once more floating ahead of them ...this time the pokemon had chose his back as the woman sighs.
"Lead her to the Pokemon Center." "Surprisingly enough, everyone agreed that the area further inward should be the Pokemon Center with the three teams surrounding it on the North, East, and West."
"The sea itself is to the South, and with flying types constantly in the air ...and water types in the water ...it's pretty much impossible to take this place by behind."
"We learned that lesson long ago when the first academy fell." "The injury and the weak stay behind our lines of defenses, not in front." "Also, they should be the closest to the surest exit."
"So, in order to reach Beginning Island, we have to actually go through the Pokemon Center." "Gengar will lead you there."
She said with no hidden amount of glee in her voice. Her eyes would dart immediately back to her painting. She would finally get a chance to finish as her Gengar pulled a face that could only be said to be vulgar and then started to back swim towards the exit.
He would only need to show her once, after that, it would be up to Jasmine to remember the way.
((Next post: Pokemon Center))
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 6:04 am
Rita strolled into the classroom, Whitacre behind her as she did so, looking around the room. She spotted the easel simple enough, but was this really the class for the Tactics Team?
"Anyone here?" She asked, her voice no louder than she needed it to be as she looked around.
Whitacre was standing a bit behind Rita for a few moments, but now he was exploring a little, mischievous eyes roaming for something he could do.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 11:24 am
"Well, we are, but I doubt that's what you meant," a small voice came from behind the other girl. Vanni had been not far behind, an odd picture with parasol in hand. Phoebe sat perched on her shoulders, dark eyes darting about the room. Vanni was doing likewise, though perhaps with a bit less aplomb. She couldn't help finding the easel odd, but perhaps the teacher- where they were- would explain what it's purpose was in life.
Vanni now turned her attention the other girl. "I think I've seen you around here, yes?" She gave a rather charming smile and inclined her head. "I'm Giavanna Alistair- Vanni. It's nice to meet you properly."
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In the Garden of Monsters Crew
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 12:12 pm
Rita blinked, turning to find herself face to face with another trainer, a student no doubt. She gave a light pleasant smile herself, keeping an eye out for the teacher, but other wise seeming relaxed in the other's presence. "A pleasure to meet you Vanni. Just call me Rita. That scamp over there is my partner, Whitacre." Rita made a vague gesture in the squirtle's direction, though by now, the little water pokemon had noticed the change in environment.
Whitacre blinked, turning and eyes the pokemon perched on the other girl's shoulder. Grinning a little, he moved so that he was standing proudly beside his trainer, happy to have simply made it here.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 6:19 pm
Vanni gave another nod to both Rita and Whitacre, before a little dig o claws made her twitch. "Ah, yes, and this is Phoebe. she finished, motioning to the creature on her shoulder. For her part, Phoebe glanced down at Whitacre with curious eyes and what could be called a smile.
Tapping her parasol light against the ground, she wondered aloud, "Do you think we'll be painting much in this class? I wouldn't think it would help for battling, but perhaps it would teach us patience and concentration." She sounded completely seriously, though it could be hard to tell with her.
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Grey Moonfang IV Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 8:06 pm
The girl's question would be met immediately by the clatter of numerous footsteps, followed closely by the opening and slamming of a door. Standing a few feet away by the classroom's second door, and pressed against the wall, was an older gentlemen no doubt more then twice their age.
A scar running across the bridge of his nose, the clothes he wore ravaged by time, their was no doubt the man had seen quite a few battles. Odd that he would be here of all places though, as he appeared to be more likely from the Strike Team then the Tactics.
The clatter of footsteps grew louder behind the girls, a swarm of people of varying ages and genders storming down the hall as they shouted things like "Find him!" and "Where did that b*****d go!?". Once they'd passed, the man slid down the side of the wall and actually began laughing. "Wuuu. All according to plan" He muttered with a chuckle.
It was then he took notice of the two girls. Standing and dusting himself off immediately, the man waved to them "Welcome to the Tactics Team. I'll be one of your instructors, Chase Wilder" The man spoke in a surprisingly cheerful tone, holding out his right hand to shake both of their's "Call me Professor Wilde."
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 8:18 pm
The girl shrugged. "Dunno... be an odd way to teach us though-" Rita stopped mid sentence as the sound suddenly rose, clattering footstep running by, as a man hid inside the room. Both Rita and Whitacre watched with sort of wide eyes as the man seemed happy with himself, and presented his hand as part of his introduction.
"Call me Rita, Professor Wilde.... you said one of our instructors? So then, we have two instructors?" Rita found this a bit interesting, filing this information away for later use.
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Posted: Fri Oct 21, 2011 8:37 pm
"Yup, that old thing..." He indicated the previously questioned easel "...belongs to the other. Best not bother with her given an alternative, she's not the quickest route to victory" Chase said, the cheerfulness in his tone making it seem his words were not meant as an insult; or at least not an intentional one.
"So let's get down to business!" The Professor immediately whipped around, heading to a small supply cupboard at the back of the class "The best place to learn strategy is first hand. He need to be able to react quickly as well as intellectually. More then a few times you'll find yourself needing a good strategy on the fly" Chase explained while digging through a variety of unseen objects. "Ah ha!" He exclaimed, pulling something free and turning around "Your first assignment will be two fold, but in one location. First you'll need to capture a minimum of one Pokemon...every good strategist has at least a plan B...and for that you'll be needing these" The Professor Instructed while placing six rather dusty looking Pokeballs upon a desk, three for each student, a fact marked by their distance from one another. "Your second task is to retrieve some Amber, a necessary component for....something unique to the Strike Team" He said, looking as if he were working hard not to spill the beans on the details "...you should be able to find it somewhere there are very old trees. Your actual destination will be The Island of Beginnings."
Reaching into the depths of his jacket, Chase pulled a out a map and unrolled it onto another unused Desk "To get there you'll have to go from here to the Pokemon Center" He said, indicating their current location by tapping it upon the map, and then following it with the Center's location "It is around there that you'll find the Pier. There should be something waiting their to ferry you to the island."
As if an after thought he placed to Potions on the desk, then turned to the girls "Any questions?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:02 am
Rita watched and listened, taking what information as she could. When he laid down the pokeballs, she took her three, fastening them to the opposite side of her belt from Whitacre's ball, so she knew which to grab.
Rita took a moment to glance over the map, taking in the path she needed, and nodding softly.
"Yes I do actually... I did a bit of studying before I came here... Wouldn't we have to time it right to find any trees on Beginnings Island?" She asked, frowning lightly. She couldn't for the life of her remember the exact details, but her destination wasn't the most usual of places.
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:10 am
"First of all...where did you manage to acquire such information? Depending on the answer we'll need to burn, torture, or execute the source" Chase remarked, acting a bit too cheerily considering the topic matter "Secondly, from your words I can divine you know very little of the island itself. For now, just try having a little bit of...faith in your Professor alright?"
((Sorry it's short, work soon.))
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:20 am
The smaller girl had been listening to Rita speak when their theorizing had be interrupted by a strange man who soon introduced himself as one of their instructors. After Rita spoke, she nodded, took the man's hand, remarking, "And I'm Vanni."
She listened carefully to his instructions- Professor Wilde seemed to value the "make it up as you go" method of strategy. Vanni didn't know all of Amber's properties, so the possibilities were intriguing. She would have to remember to search for old trees while on this Island of Beginning... a curious name. She listening to Rita's very relevant questions, frowning slightly at the answer. Suspcious. At least our apprenticeship within the Tactics Team will be interesting,, said the voice in her head.
Nodding absentmindedly to the voice, Vanni reached forward to take the Pokeballs and Potions and place them in her purse. Though it was probably not what he meant, she couldn't help asking Professor Wilde, "Also, why were you being chased by a mob?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 8:35 am
Rita blinked at the man's words, before she pulled out a small hand held book: Your Guide to Amazing, Shocking Places. "Here... True, it only has a small section on the island, but information is information" Rita snagged her potion as well, slipping that into an inner poket in her jacket, smiling a little. "If that's all we need to know, Professor Wilde, then I'll be off. Return Whitacre." She called back her squirtle, the small creature giving a little grin and a thumbs up before disappearing.
[Exiting to Pokemon Center]
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 5:23 pm
Nenshou walked into the Tactics classroom, taking comically exaggerated steps with the upper half of his body trailing behind his legs and the tail of his trench coat dragging on the floor. Anguish wasn't following behind him now; he'd decided to return the snake to its PokéBall while he was in class. He stopped and stood at his full height as he came up behind the two girls who had arrived before him. In front of there was an older man with a scar running across his face who Nen assumed to be the teacher. "Hello, halloo. I'm Nenshou Onnen. I just came from certification." Nen paused to glance at the ceiling in thought before continuing. "Well, technically I came from the barren death trap that is my new home, but I suppose that's beside the point. I'm here for my first assignment."
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Posted: Sat Oct 22, 2011 7:05 pm
((Neo, you forgot to put "Exiting to" at the end of your post...if you did indeed leave.))
Taking the book from the young girl, Chase immediately proceeded to the window. Unlatching it, he pushed it high off the sill before giving a loud, sharp whistle. A moment's pause and a rather large Fearrow appeared just beyond the window, looking at the Professor with keen, intelligent eyes "Search and Destroy" He instructed to the avian, indicating the name upon the cover of the book before passing it into the Pokemon's beak. With that the Fearrow took to the clouds, and Chase promptly closed the window and returned to his charges.
"Why I was being chased is none of your concern little lady" The Professor remarked as he returned, at last answering Vanni's question "Now you'd best hurry up less you be left behind."
Upon Nen's entry and words, the Professor simply sighed "Aaah....reminds me of home..." Chase sighed again, this one more whimsical then the first. Turning his attention to the boy, the man straighten his jacket "I'm Chase Wilder, I'll be one of your instructors during your time at the Academy. Call me Professor Wilde" He said, holding his hand out toward Nen just as he had to the girl's prior.
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