[color=orchid][h1][center]Sophia Danvers[/center][/h1][/color]

Sophia stood there, speechless, for a second. How dare this girl laugh at her? First Oscar had called her skills a party trick, and now this? How many psychics had the newcomer even met, anyway? [color=orchid]"Wh-What?!"[/color] she spluttered once she could bring herself to speak. [color=orchid]"Oh come on, admit it, that would have been impressive if Gothita hadn't messed it up."[/color] Gothita rolled her eyes at the trainer.

What was this? The girl had just backed out of Oscar's challenge... Now it was Sophia's turn to laugh. [color=orchid]"Seriously? You're just that sure of yourself, huh? So it has nothing to do with type disadvantage at all?"[/color] She folded her arms. Her usual contemptuous smirk spread across her face. [color=orchid]"It's almost a shame. Your face would have been a picture."[/color]