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Nyx sat slumped on the couch in the game room, in front of the large TV. 'exceptional hand-eye coordination' she jotted down in her little notepad. Newton was on the floor, rapidly pressing buttons on the game controller.
"Floon!" He puffed up and threw his string-arms into the air as the words 'You Died' flashed up on the screen.

Nyx looked at her watch. It was almost 10 pm, not that late.
"Alright, Newton. That's it for the games, tonight. I've got something I've been meaning to do with you."
The little Drifloon looked inquisitively at her as she took hold of one of his strings and strolled down the halls towards the training facilities.

Akemi was down in the training area with her team, wanting to keep her pokémon in shape even though she was still recovering from fractured ribs. Luckily she could still use her left hand and arm just fine, it was just the right side she had to watch out for.

It had been rather quiet all afternoon, which was rather rare. Given her current state though, Akemi was relieved about this.

"Okay, everyone.. let's take a break, then one more round before bed, k?" she said as she walked to the vending machine, buying a few lemonades to offer to her pokémon along with some Berries she'd just harvested earlier that day.

Every young Jedi in-training knows one should not only be mentally strong, but also physically. Sorano, after a couple of days of flexing in front of the mirror in his room, decided he was not Jedi material yet. He had much to do, especially when it came to training his weapons for use. His light saber for use today was one that seemed to malfunction often, shorting out during random moments and buzzing with "Shup, shup, shuppet!" stutters every so little while. Sorano would have to get it repaired soon, but that would come after some individual training.

Marching down the hall with his saber partner in hand, the young Padawan's destination for today was the training grounds. There, he could spar with his shadow as it was somewhat late to him so there would probably be no one there. As he approached the entrance, his saber sputtered out a "Shuppet!" causing him to glance directly at the door. There were others, just his luck. Fuming slightly with disappointment, the young Padawan would try his best to make due with the others apparently at the training grounds. May the Force be with him.

Nurse was gonna catch her, Nurse was gonne catch~ Her~ And then, Tiello reasoned, there would be trouble. The Trainee minced her way to the training area, trying to hide the way she favored her back even though there was no one around. It itched, was all - the scratch she'd gotten from the Galactic invasion had not been long healing, but Arceus' arms, it itched. It would scar something awful, she'd been told. She didn't mind that, if only it wouldn't irritate her so much on the way!

But pain or no pain, Tiel had to get out of infirm for a while. The nurses hadn't liked that plan much; but what they didn't know, wouldn't hurt them. She would pop down for a bit of training with Rebar, and pop back upstairs before morning light. No one would know, and everyone would be completely happy.

Unless they caught her, or something silly like that.

Outside the training area, however, was a bit of a glitch in her plan. The Eevee at her side looked up at her trainer with identical questions in their eyes: Why the crowd?

Sitting down on one of the benches in the back of the gym by the vending machines, Akemi groaned as sitting sent a small jolt of pain through her injured side. It'd be over in a few weeks, she kept telling herself. Some got hurt even worse, especially on that failed raid a while back. She was lucky.

Opening up the lemonade cans, she poured their contents into two bowls that her pokémon could share, sipping on the last one herself. One thing that the Grunt was particularly happy about was the fact that Hikari had behaved a lot better ever since the incident. She couldn't help but wonder if it was because she got hurt, and if the Charizard would go back to acting up once she healed..

Fushigi and Shinju shared one bowl along with Pandora the Misdreavus, while Rei drank from the same as Hikari did.

The Grunt had been watching another girl of her rank for a while, training with an Umbreon. Then, there was noise at the door, which gradually grew louder. People coming in this late?

There were a bunch of people here tonight. Strange. Nyx picked out a slightly less populated spot in the gym to see what Newton could do.
He looked at her. "Floon?" What was she expecting him to do?

"Newton, I need to see what attacks you have, so... Shadow ball!" She pointed for him to shoot at one of the target dummies set up in the center of their area.... Nothing. The little balloon looked confused. "No? Huh... well. Attack with whatever you can, then."

Living nightmares were confusing. They were like reading ready the same sentence twice. They were like reading the same sentence twice. When Sorano saw the living nightmare he thought he had abandoned long ago, he ran. Padawans were suppose to be strong yes . . . but nothing in the 'How to be a Jedi Knight For Pathetic Idiots Who Really Believe The Crap From The Movies To Be Real' book stated that they couldn't be cowardly. All that was written in the 'Young Padawans Are Not Suppose To Be Cowardly' book and Sorano hadn't bought a copy of that yet.

"Tha SHE-DEVIL!" he hollered like some kind of lunatic. He pushed past people and flailed into the training area, falling face first into the room when he kicked the door open.

Max tugged on Kunal. "And the proud... Um... I'm still not sure if it's male or female..." He tugged the Drifloon closer, looking at it. He blinked at the suggestion, then nodded. "Yeah, that'd be a good idea..." He opened the door, then motioned. "Ladies first!" If anything, he'd been raised with manners.