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[color=ec008c]~Cerise Fontaine~[/color]

As Yuu shook her hand, she gave him a small smile. It was a sincere smile to most people looking on - though Yuu might have been able to see a small smirk beneath it - as though she had gained a small victory. To her, she had. One step out of line for him, then, and she could easily, well, at least she thought she could easily get everyone to not like Yuu. Really though, it didn't even occur to her she was far out of her element since she had no standing here whatsoever. However, what Yuu said next earned a small giggle from her.

[color=7ea7d8]"I don't know how things work in Kalos, but I do know we got off to a rough start... just remember, I don't bite unless bitten first."[/color]

[color=ec008c]"Well,"[/color]She coyly replied, a small smile on her face - it didn't seem to have any malicious intent at all. [color=ec008c]"If there will be any biting, I expect dinner first."[/color] With that, she left Yuu and ran off, letting him think about what exactly that could possibly mean. Now, where was that white-haired girl she saw earlier? Abigail was going to be fine by herself. She herself, needed to mingle though. Get to know the people, what they were like, and how much trouble they were going to be. And of course, most of all, what she could use to...manipulate them, if she had too.

Thankfully, it didn't take her too long to find the girl. She was kind of easy to spot, really. What, with the missing leg thing. Some people might be a bit put off by it...and well, if it was anyone else she'd probably not associate with them...but well, aside from the obvious, the girl was rather cute. While she did like actual fashion, and lets face it, this girl had absolutely zero fashion sense, even less than Abigail and that was saying something. She found her rocker look kind of cute, to be honest.

[color=ec008c]"Uhm, Excuse me~"[/color] She began, trying to get Gwen's attention as she fell in line beside her. [color=ec008c]"I uhm, well...odd question maybe, but is that your natural hair color? Or did you dye it? Either way, I think it looks absolutely fabulous on you. If its dyed, could you tell me what you used? I'm rather uncertain of the products here in Johto."
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[color=662d91]~Abigail Blanchett~[/color]

As usual, Yuu talked to much, and acted less. Asshat. She was a bit concerned about what exactly Cerise had planned, but eh, whatever. It didn't concern her a whole lot. Even less so if she wanted to mess with Yuu. She could care less about what happened to the guy, though it would probably give her some satisfaction to finally beat the guy herself and prove that she was, in fact, better.

Ah well, whatever. No use in thinking about it. For now, it was time to get her a pokemon. She hoped they had a steel type...or maybe a strong ground type maybe. Perhaps a rock type? She would have to chose carefully, there were benefits and weaknesses for each type and pokemon. This first choice, was going to probably impact how she would build the rest of her team greatly.

...eh, whatever. She'd see once she got there. She fell in line behind the others - noticing that Cerise was a bit ahead of her. Next to that crippled girl with white hair. What...did Cerise want with her? She seemed to be talking to her. Eh, if Cerise wanted to befriend a cripple that should definitely not be on this little venture, that was her business. Really, though, what was that white-haired chick even doing here? She was just going to get in everyone's way. She had half a mind to tell her that too, if the girl decided to talk to her. Heh, that'd be funny to see how she'd react.

~Professor Elm~

The back of the lab looked just like one would expect. Machines whirred, with computers and other things running various complicated looking calculations, diagrams, and other things. The most notable thing, though, was the Egg and the machine that it was in. Whatever it was being used for, well, only the professor could really know. The Professor himself stood behind a table, a line of pokeballs' were set out on them - each with the name of the pokemon written out on a card in front of them. Alfred stood beside the table the stack of licenses in his hands, waiting patiently for the trainers to chose their pokemon.

"Alright, then!" Elms started. "Please, chose your pokemon carefully. These pokemon are all friendly, and shouldn't be dangerous. This is a huge step forward for all of you! Nowadays, not many trainers get their licenses, or even get to go traveling these days. But enough about that, I'm sure you don't want to hear about that. You've all probably heard about that to last you a life time. Alright, so, who wants to chose first?"

"Don't forget your license, either!" Alfred happily added.

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