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Before she was out of the classroom, she realized the professor might have some useful items to help her out... She hoped she would at least get some more pokeballs so she could add a few more Pokemon to her team, but she was almost afraid to ask.

"Could I maybe get a couple of pokeballs?" Once the question was out, she feared the worse.

"Oh really, you remember I was suppose to give you supplies now?"

Professor Savvy would declare with a smirk as she would then retrieve 2 pokeballs and a single potion. This was the normal fare for such a mission. Though generally the pokeballs were given later once the trainer had arrived at her point.

She saw no reason not to give it earlier ...so as not to have to be bother with this girl for a while longer. She really needed her coffee. She would hand them to Celeste as it would seem with that she was definitely dismissed to go.

Jasmine entered.

She didn't bother to wear the stupid art gown the woman had gave her a month ago, she was standing there in the new clothes Regal had made for her, the skin tight leggings and familiar oversized boots wrapped with the metal braces on her legs.

The skirt over the top, the undershirt and the tee, she looked... regular, almost, if it wasn't for being albino, for the yards of gauze, the covered face, crutch or everything else.

She didn't know what to do, but she was too tired, too upset to care anymore, she hobbled her way in, trying to hold the two eggs in her clutch without anything happening to them.

She walked in, then kept coming, all the way to the front area, looking for a desk amid all the wreckage called art to dump a pile of poisoned needles.

"...I think we need to discuss my membership in this class."

Jasmine mumbled, before placing down the two eggs also.

"I came back once... and didn't feel ready to be a student."

"And now I'm back again."

"And I don't feel any different."

She paused, her head low, just like before, she wouldn't look at the woman, "...How was I chosen for this? What qualified me to even be in this class?"

"Am I anything more than the worthless waif that showed up before you with an unruly Gligar?"

She thought about only hours previous... a Gliscor... how happy she'd be to show the Professor she'd grown, and now, here on the desk... reduced to this? How could the girl be happy to be back at all?

"...We thought against a group who attacked the shop. I didn't even knock out one of their pokémon."

"He took out all of mine... and..." She faltered away, unsure how to continue, she wasn't crying like in the store, but she was certainly almost there now.

"I don't think I'm the student you want."

Jasmine didn't look up, she wasn't sure whether to be depressed or severely pissed off at the Professor's laughing.

She just kept her head low, and as she was asked by the Professor, she would indeed place down the battery before the collection of needles and the eggs now too.

"I get it... but the pokémon that beat me, the ones the students had, they were... they weren't that much stronger that I shouldn't have been able to win."

And then she was made an offer.

Her visible eye felt over the egg there, was it better this way?

"...Is... is there a class... NOT intended for battling?"

"One that handles... support... or... something useful... some way I can be better for the Academy?"

She'd thought about the shield class before, about being in charge of a defense team, teams that could take hits better, to stop them ending up as they did?

She had no idea or not, but it didn't sound too bad an option right now.

Jasmine only stopped there to suddenly realise.

"I... should have went back to the center."

She looked at her waist, Burnout was still untreated... "One of mine is still KOed from battle... I didn't think to go back..."

"And Ironclaw... a Skarmory... she's being kept there by Joy. She says she'll need all day to fix her so she doesn't end up being blind."

She responded slowly a little more unsure now... with all this... she hadn't thought clearly, the Professor just seemed to drive it more home.

So, she would reach down... and indeed, Burnout's KOed form would be presented, the Lampent's flame low in its housing, but even though he had no way to fight, even if his stamina was gone, still, two bleary eyes would open, and frown.

If he still had fangs, he would have bared them at the girl. [First... you see us lose... then... you parade me before this... woman, with no shred of dignity to myself... without even an explanation of the Spiritomb?!]

Jasmine looked at the Lampent apologetically... but couldn't answer, she couldn't understand him of course, as she'd reach to her belt...

And then, another ball, as Nightingale too would appear on the table, gazing around quizzically, and then eyes widened as she saw the two eggs, recognising their species immediately.

And then the sixth ball, Jasmine fumbled her hand on it, "And... I thought I'd failed to catch Spiritomb... but..."

"There's something in this... I... I hadn't thought yet to see what it was, I wanted to open it up..."

Her thumb slowly found it, and finally, she hit the button to see what exactly, if anything, was inside.

Jasmine looked back to the Professor from her Gengar, her thumb at least stopping itself from anything further, as she would remove any attempt to open the ball at least.

She looked back to her Professor, not sure what to think... of all the ways they could part, angrily, yelling... to do so calmly... she wasn't sure if she should be thankful, or a little saddened by the fact, the parting was suddenly felt here, that she would be soon be gone from Savvy.

She nodded, very softly, but never let her head rise up to meet her.

She felt like a failure.

All of this, everything she'd tried to accomplish, how she would go, she felt so much conflict and confusion over it all, it was hard to express, but that sensation of failure certainly was there, as one by one, she would recall Burnout and Nightingale, without even an explanation to the pair, she could handle that later.

And then, she'd struggle the eggs back into her hold, as she paused... she didn't know what to say.

"Thank you."

"For everything."

She bit her lip again, she felt like crying, but she knew it wasn't appropriate.

"You gave me another chance... when I wasn't sure I deserved one.... and... whatever happens, I appreciate you giving it to me more than anything."

She thumbed over the watch, the one by her waist so boldly emblazened with the red Rocket logo.

"I'll try to be more presentable for you tomorrow."

She made to leave, bowing, just as she did the very first day, replacing her hat now, as she'd fix her crutch, heading onward to her terrain.

The battery and the needles left where they were, as the Professor requested.

But before that, she needed to make a detour...


[EXIT TO CENTER]

And there she was, as simple as that, she would arrive atop Ironclaw, with Burnout apparating aside here.

There was that strange cloak, but now a shawl, long sleeves gloves and stockings, and the glint of gold, the Regimental Necklace firmly on display.

Three times she had appeared in the class and being reprimanded her appearance, she hoped this time the shopkeeper had been right, that she would get this time, this final time right.

But Burnout was frowning, eyes fixed on her necklace, and Jasmine caught the look.

"I'm not showing it off for sake... Just... To be more... Presentable..." she mumbled, a little awakward as she fought stuffing the necklace away, and kept her head down, as finally, the small troop would come to a stop before the art positioned around the room.

And wait.

((Last post for a bit, lol))