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Isla walked away on a high note from the cameras and continued back to join the increasing group. It was perhaps best for herself, Zeke, and well just about everyone that she was out of earshot for the last part. Or else she may have gone back in for round two. Perhaps someone on the outside may think that Isla would be able to see her continuing to brag about her claim to be the champion, or putting others down about falling from the minor league, as wrong. Unfortunately this is not the case, Isla has zero regrets for something like that and is incapable of seeing any of it as wrong. In her mind it was just the truth about what had happened and what was going to happen. So she just went to join the group with a skip in her step as if nothing was wrong.

Isla admired the flight show above her as she approached. She was still jealous about all that she needed a flying type of her own. All Isla could really do display-wise was produce a bit of chilly weather. Well, if she had brought her Pokemon. She had yet to get this whole gym thing and was not expecting everyone to have their Pokemon. She had never seen them come out on television, so she thought they might enjoy staying home in Chirchester. Isla knew Abomasnow hated the place anyway so it wasn't a hard choice to make. But she still kept Alolan Sandslash on hand just because he is too damn cute.

[color=A9E2F3]"I like your work Fi. I'm going to need to get a high flyer for myself one day."[/color]

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The ceremony was great, better than she could imagine. Isla could never come to watch it in person and could only watch it from a screen with shaky reception during training breaks. It was breath taking. But the was one bit of criticism that she had. Why the hell was she not apart of it? Isla sat on the sidelines, the wonder of the ceremony clashing with her hurt of being pushed aside. She even got on her gym leader costume for it, which was boiling her inside. She would get the occasional person recognizing her from the audience and she would do her best smile and wave whenever that happened.

Once the ceremony was over she met up with everyone in the lobby. She finally took off her ski googles and beanie and let out a big huff, as if she only just gotten the ability to breath again. [color=A9E2F3]"Next time, someone tell me if I don't need to wear my gym leader gear. I just about boiled in there. Ski gear, in Motostoke of all places."[/color] She begun throwing the rest of the ski gear off of her as she returned to her previous light sporty outfit.

[color=A9E2F3]"I need a drink and a meal. You coming Zeke? I think I owe you at least a drink after today. Gotta make sure you aren't too bent out of shape about that whole thing, you know?"[/color] Isla lightly hit Zeke's arm as if to say 'no hard feelings'.

Someone may be surprised that Isla made no mention of the missing champ. She was bent out of shape about it, but it wasn't anything for her to call out yet. Why had she not appeared? It was something Isla cared about, the champion is the ultimate mountain to climb after all. But it wasn't something she could change and it didn't look like anyone else had a clue. Guess she will let the alcohol bring it up as the night goes on.
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