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Nen shook Wilder's outstretched hand. "Pleased to meet you, professor." Nen made note of the smile the brunette girl gave him as she left the room. He wasn't sure whether she thought he was amusing or was just being friendly. Or even manipulating him into thinking one of the former. It was the Tactics Class after all. The boy turned his attention back to the professor. "So what is my first assignment in this fine establishment, Professor Wilde?"

Nen was about to answer the professor's quiz, when he was told time was up and realized that it was simply the basis for a lesson. On the bright side, thinking quickly was something he could do, though sometimes his thoughts would go rocketing in the completely wrong direction.

The mission sounded simple enough, he thought, storing the PokéBalls and Potion in the deep pockets of his coat. He only needed to catch one Pokémon, and he had three Balls to do it with. Apparently he needed to find some Amber as well. Wilder asked if he had any questions. "Just one, professor. I'm probably not allowed to know yet, but what exactly is this something I'll need in the future?"

Nen stared at the sheet of paper and blinked twice. Well damn. He took the F, folded the paper twice, and pocketed it with the items. A reminder for the future. Everything's a test. Even when it isn't. He needed at least one more Pokémon and some Amber for who-knows-what. But first to the Pokémon Center. He turned from the professor with a curt wave of his hand and left the classroom. "Allons-y!"



[Exit to Pokémon Center]

"The typical logical type one expects to see around here" Chase spoke, more to himself then the girl "...we'll see if that actually gets you anywhere." Folding his arms over his chest, the man looked the girl up and down appraisingly. Moving around her in a circle, he appeared to be inspecting the girl. Lifting a lock of her hair, he stepped back allowing it to trail out of his hand.

Finally, raising a hand to his chin, he spoke "...you fought Nightmare didn't you." It was a statement rather then a question; but at the least it seemed to bring an identity to the mysterious voice from the Battle Room.

"Answer me this child...what is better? Thinking fast, or thinking through?" The man asked, half sitting upon one of the desks behind him.

"Both the wrong and the right answer" Chase commented cryptically, not seeming to be paying much attention to the girl now, his instead focused on her Emolga. For a moment he simply starred at the Pokemon in silence, hardly even seeming to breath as he casually looked on.

Finally he turned, making his way back to the old supply cupboard he'd been to so many times this day already. "Your first destination is the Island of Beginnings" He stated, rummaging through the various items in the cupboard "Your assignments will be two fold. First you must find some Amber, they why will be discovered in time, the where is someplace with ancient trees. The second is to capture a Pokemon, after all every good tactician has a Plan B...or a Plan C if things really go south..." The Professor stated, the last part more of a mutter.

"Think FAST!" He shouted, abruptly throwing three Pokeballs at the girl one after the other. The sphere's hadn't been thrown so hard to hurt or break if she failed to capture them of course, but acted as a fair test of her ability to adapt to a rapid change in the situation.

"I'm surprised, you actually managed to think of that before leaving the class" Chase remarked as he strode back over "A heads up for the future though kid, it's pretty rude to try and leave before somebody is even done talking" He added, walking passed the young maiden and plopping himself into the chair behind the teacher's desk.

Feet on the table, he leaned back far "D- in Manners" The Professor spoke rather casually, scribbling the letter on a sheet of paper and holding it out for the girl to take. Held in that same hand was the Potion the girl had very nearly left the room without receiving.

"To reach the island you'll need to head out from the Pier at the Pokemon Center. Go around to the back of the building and head down the stairs, all the way down, at the edge there should be some boats or if you're lucky a Lapras willing to ferry you to the Island" The man instructed without even looking at his student, rocking steadily back and forth on the back legs of his chair "Oh, by the way..." It suddenly occurred to him he'd forgotten to do something rather important "My name is Chase Wilder, please, call me Professor Wilde."

::And thus, the prodigal child would return, Jasmine, moving slowly and cautiously, as if afraid to be setupon by wild creatures at any moment, entered, with Claudandas positioned once more around her neck, the cat taking in every detail of the place, whilst she simply looked for the artistic Professor and her muse::

::She would as always be silent, stepping forward, poncho down and obscuring the rest of her, she had smartened herself as best as she could, and now, here she was, standing forward, placing the Amber down before her on one of the tables of supplies, awaiting silently, once more, she'd have to wait for the Professor to speak to her before she could reply::

::It was tedious, thought the cat, but nonetheless, he stayed equally silent for her, looking to take in what he could of the one who would call Jasmine her student...::