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A short-haired, lithe, young girl sat by in what was aptly named the "War Room". Sitting perfectly upright, Lindsay and her Bayleef, Bae, were listening intently to their wonderful leader, Alex, give everyone the gameplan for the next event. Bae was lounging next to Lindsay's seat, her eyes staring up at the leaf on its head. Despite the flimsy nature of the leaf on Bayleef's head, it remained perfectly still, but yet Bae was perfectly tantalized by it. It had nothing better to do than to look at the leaf on its head. She was pretty sure Lindsay didn't want her to move around, so the little leaf dinosaur hung out in the War Room.

Lindsay, in the meantime, was listening to Alex. So they had "rivals" eh? Lindsay figured she was going to have one eventually. She didn't say or do much, but her battling prowess did more than enough to compensate for Lindsay's lack of glamour. She was eager to see which rival she was going to get. Dilan got a strongman competition, which was something that Lindsay had never even heard of. Why was it called strong[i]man[/i] if Dilan wasn't going to be the one that was lifting. If anything, it should've been called the strongpokemon competition. Didn't matter though, Vigoroth was going to destroy everything and everyone in its way.

Samantha got something cool. She got the thing that Lindsay was the best at. Already, she was kinda jealous about it but hopefully Alex had something better in store for Lindsay.

And as it turned out, it wasn't what she wanted. Apparently, she'd been entered into a relay race. Not [i]exactly[/i] the best use of her skills, considering she was definitely recruited for her battling skills and not anything else. How was this gonna work? She knew Harry was definitely a capable person, but like, what would her Pokemon do? How would the assignments work? She didn't know which Pokemon were going to be the best in their category. Were they gonna use Harry's Gyrados? Or Lindsay's Lapras? What about Lindsay's Arcanine? Or Harry's Espeon? There were a lot of thoughts firing through Lindsay's mind. So much so, that she had completely spaced out and everyone else's assignments had went into one ear and left the other.

Why would she be in a relay race? She knew that her Pokemon were more than capable of accomplishing anything they set out... but this was definitely uncharted territory for everyone. The experienced trainer had definitely seen a lot of stuff in her years of training and battling, but nothing like this. She didn't expect to enter a relay race and have her Pokemon compete in ways besides that. 

Still, she wasn't one to complain. As long as she got the victory she didn't give a single fuck in the world. Besides, it was good to expand your horizons. It was good to diversify your portfolio. Maybe having victories in things besides battling was going to make her more marketable. She knew that she had a severe deficiency when it came to marketability (among many other things), so a victory in this case would make things a lot better.

Looking up, she realized there was a file in front of her face. Was this her rival? The folder was attracting her like a magnet. As much as she didn't care about the rival (because she knew she was going to beat them), she still wanted to know what that person had in store. Opening up the file, she looked down at the picture of her rival. My god. Just looking at the picture, she already hated this girl. She could just [b][i]taste[/i][/b] how obnoxious this girl was.

Looking through the piece of paper, she then sized up the team. As much as this girl made her want to puke, she still had a good team. Not better than hers, but still pretty good. [b][color=CCCCFF]"Oh."[/color][/b] That was all she had to say regarding the reveal of her rival. When it came to the questions, she had none for Alex. The questions she DID have were those for Harry. They were gonna have to figure out how to do this thing. 

Placing a hand on Bayleef's head, she started to pet it idly, as she waited for other people to ask their questions if they had any.