((So sorry for the wait. I've been without a computer for a while.)) 

After a moment Phoebe could feel the coffee kicking in. She was extremely addicted to caffeine and needed at least one cup to wake in the morning. Luckily the more talkative members of the group came downstairs just as she was waking. Cerise, for example: the immigrant and her interesting cat-like Psychic type, gave a warm greeting in Kalosian. She was dressed like a celebrity, as usual. Phoebe looked up in the middle of sipping and gave a wave right back. Twin's tail-head predictably barked at her. 

Phoebe took this time to mentally plan out her day. She wanted to spar with some of the other trainers as a warm-up for the gym. Only Gray had a Water-type, and his was...well, kinda pitiful. She'd feel terrible beating up his Magikarp. So, Phoebe would have to settle with fighting some non-Water types. Everyone had pokemon around the same level, between 10-20. Phoebe did not want to try beating Kael. She tried once and both her pokemon went down in two turns. It was a slaughter. No, she'd have to wait and teach some anti-Steel moves to Ratter and anti-Dark moves to Twin. Maybe Ratter can learn Brick Break. Can Rattata learn that? Maybe Raticate can. Higher evolutions tend to learn more moves, both naturally and with their trainer's help. 

Phoebe looked over at Cerise. Maybe she could fight her. She hadn't fought Cerise yet, just Johnny (an easy win), Kael (horrible slaughter), and Danny (a draw). It made sense to spar with as many people as you can. 

"Hey Cerise." Phoebe called, briefly glancing at the gray-blue pokemon next to her, "Wanna spar after breakfast?"