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[i][b][color=powderblue]Mentions:[/color][/b] All in Attendance[/i][/center]

 [color=Powderblue]"...Hm."[/color]

 Without a flying type pokemon of her own, and the fact that her Frosmoth was undoubtedly too small for her to try and ride on, Bianca decided to catch a ride on a flying taxi instead. She didn't exactly have to wait long to get to Wyndon from Circhester, just had to fly up north. It was almost tempting to let Fionn out so he could fly next to her but she decided against it. Poor thing might not be able to keep up. 

 Yet on the way, as she glanced out the window to the cities below her, her mind couldn't help wandering back to when she lost last season. Bianca didn't fret over her loss, sure, but she couldn't help wondering. What could she have done better? She studied her memories, every action, every matchup, trying to figure out another way she could actually get farther this time. Bianca's plan wasn't to reach the champion. But she wanted to survive long enough to reach her oldest friend and battle her. Going further than that? Well, that's just a bonus.

 ...All those times Hestia lost to Ryker, again and again, Bianca stepped away to comfort her after each time. She was a strong trainer, even she knew that, and yet the younger man always swept the rug from under the Dragon Tamer's feet. Bianca faintly frowned at the memory, then furrowed her brows. No, reaching the end wouldn't just be a bonus. Her and her team have been training with great gusto to go the extra mile this time.

 This time, her team will be ready to give everyone an ice-cold hell.

 But for now they have to meet up at The Last Dahlia. Bianca didn't mind the venue choice, but didn't plan on getting any drinks. If anything Fiona would insist she get one of the sweeter drinks for the sake of her tastebuds anyways. Her taxi landed at the corner the bar resided, and without a word she stepped out, though not before paying the cabby what's due for the trip.

 A moment after Iris took her seat at the booth, the front door opened again slightly. Bianca poked her head out from the opening before stepping inside all the way. She wore a flowing, sleeveless navy blue dress under a purple trenchcoat, with black leggings and flats. She had decided to go light on her makeup, and a silver necklace hung around her neck. At the sight of the currently gathered party, she lightly waved. [color=Powderblue]"H-Hi guys."[/color] Bianca warmly smiled at them, walking over to take a seat next to Ryker.

 [color=Powderblue]"G-Guess I arrived early. Hope everyone's been o-okay?"[/color]