Claire made her way to her dorm at a leisurely pace, taking in the sights of the campus. She had to admit, she was less than impressed at the scenery and accommodations so far. Of course since she lived in Kalos, which was to her the best region ever, her opinion was a bit skewed. So far, the Orre region was utterly dull to her. She hoped the trainers here were a bit more entertaining than the region itself. She hoped her roommate was more entertaining more than anything. Hopefully it would be someone with a sense of humor.

It didn't take Claire or Kirlia long to reach her dorm, Kirlia twirling all over the place behind her as she followed. She opened the door, swiftly, almost slamming it open to gain the attention of anyone in the room. Why? Well, she had to make an entrance worthy of herself. After all, she was the most important person in this building right now as far as she was concerned, and her roommate would need to know that. Lucine twirled around Claires' legs, giving a small show of her abilities in the process in an attempt to dazzle anyone in the room. Unfortunately for the both of them, the room looked to be empty for now. Lucine gave a small cry of annoyance that no one had seen her skills, and Claire was similarly annoyed.

[b]"Well that was anti-climactic."[/b] She sighed, looking around the empty dorm, before a small smile overcame her face. [b]"Hmm~ More fun for us then."[/b] With that she grabbed the two pokeballs that were in her purse, letting out the two pokemon in them. A Fletchinder named Aiden, and a Pawniard named Cheval. Two Kalos native pokemon, and the two she had caught by herself. Well, mostly by herself. Aiden quickly landed on Claires shoulder, settling itself down for a nap, only briefly giving her an acknowledging, affectionate nuzzle before returning to its previous nap, receiving a chuckled and a pat on the head. [b]"Aiden, mon ami, enjoy your naps. They'll be few and far between starting to day."[/b] This only elicited a grumpy sounding chirp form the bird pokemon before it settled down and continued its nap.

The Pawniard, on the other hand simply looked up at its trainer, giving her a quizzical look as though he didn't understand why he had been called if there wasn't a battle. [b]"Bonjour to you too, Cheval."[/b] She gave a small chuckle as she knelt down and gave the bladed pokemon a pat on the head. [b]"There's more to life than battling you know."[/b] She said to him, pulling the small pokemon close to her. [b]"Like a certain little Kirlia I know you like..."[/b] At that comment, Chevals eyes seemed to grow three times their size, before quickly shaking its head and letting out a somewhat stressful sounding cry. Claire simply laughed at this along with a small giggle from Lucine, before giving the pokemon a comforting pat on the head. [b]"Ah Cheval dear, much you're too easy to bother."[/b] With that, Claire stood, moving onto more important matters. Like the dire straits of the dorm.

[b]"Ah this place...is so...[i]dull[/i]"[/b] She groaned. [b]"I hope they'll let us customize our rooms...If not, too bad. I'm doing it anyways. First...those walls. Who painted them that atrocious color?"[/b] The list of changes began to pile up as she investigated more about the room, her pokemon began doing their own thing as well. Aiden now moving to one of the beds, making a small nest out of the covers. Krilia simply danced in the middle of the floor, and Cheval took it upon himself to guard the door against intruders.

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~~Class Room~~
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In one of the classrooms, one of the teachers was sitting at his desk, leisurely leaning back in his chair and propping his feet up on the desk itself and folding his arms on his chest. A Sylveon was curled up in a ball on his lap, snoring somewhat cutely as she slept. The man, looked to be almost the complete opposite of someone who looked liked he would use a Sylveon. He was a larger man that had a somewhat rough looking appearance to him. His hair appeared to be somewhat rough, and messy, and while he was dressed the part of a teacher, the clothing simply seemed to feel a bit...out of place on him.

The teacher had decided that once he had said his small piece at the assembly, he'd retire here until classes started. It wold have been easy for anyone to tell he would have fallen under the category of 'Half baked comedic kind of authority'.