"Waaaaaaaaaaaahahaha!" The moment she touched ground in Regala, Evie had to make some noise. She wasn't scared of flying, in particular, but at the same time, she couldn't really deny the charm of having your feet planted on the earth either. She was excited to be back in a big city. Unova or Kalos, it didn't matter where, people in this world just seemed to enjoy their quiet country life. But not her. The city was where people were, where culture was. And culture was what made society move. With practiced ease, she dodged between the shoulders and awkward stares of the people around her. It's not like she blamed them for staring, she was shouting in the middle of a busy city street, dressed like she was. But she couldn't ignore the looming possibility of having to show up late to her first impression in Sengun. She had a date with the professors here, and if she botched it, there was a good chance she'd have to get back in the air and fly home.

The people here definitely seemed different from back home. If she'd done her studying properly, they had a kingdom-based system of government here, and a heavy tradition based around Pokemon 'Warriors,' which were apparently similar to trainers, but they formed links with pokemon and participated more heavily in battles themselves. It was super interesting, and she was enthusiastic about learning how to do it herself, but apparently it was a skill based around potential. Either you have it or you don't. And there was no way she had it herself, which was a damned shame. She would be interested to do a bit more field research while on the road here, but couldn't deny that her enthusiasm was dulled just a bit. Of course, that whole plan was assuming she could make her appointments in the first place.

Lucky for her, the signage here was clear enough. She just kept following the signs that said "Ilex Labs" and, of course, they led to her destination. It seems like she wasn't late after all, thankfully. Taking a deep breath before the doors, she pounded her fists together excitedly, making sure her blood was pumping, and reassuring herself with the satisfying "klink" sound of the large chain dangling eternally from her right wrist. Now that her mind was at ease, she strode confidently through the double-doors toward the desk. 

"'Scuse me mister," she directed her attention to the friendly-looking man working reception, who glanced her way with a warm smile. "I'm, uh, here to register for the league. I called ahead, just need a pokedex, yeah?"

"Oh, excellent. It looks like the professors will be busy today. Your name, please?"

"It's, uh, Evie. That's E V I E, right? Black, like the color."

"Black... Yes, we have your registration. Your pack seems a bit light for such a long journey from so far away though, if you don't mind me saying. Are you gonna be alright?"

Evie blanked, unsure what he was talking about immediately. But sure enough as she looked around, the trainers she saw all seemed fairly prepared. Her pack was, in comparison, somewhat large, but pretty obviously barren. "Aha, ahaha, good on you for noticing. But I'll be fine! This is also monastic training, to strengthen my spirit! Boy, when I beat your league here, I'll be so mature and great. And I'll look back on how, like, little I brought with me, and I'll be amazed!"

The receptionist seemed to have to stifle a groan, but like a trooper, he pressed forward. "Well, you're all processed. If you don't mind taking a seat, you'll be called when they're ready to see you."

"Right!" Evie pumped her fist and disengaged from that conversation post-haste, sitting down beside the folks who had already gathered, trying not to make eye contact with anybody. She wouldn't be able to take it if the noble-looking girl sitting close by were to be staring daggers at her, so it was better not to know.