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[Right]Songstream Hall, Main Hall[/Right][hr]

Ting didn't remember much of the night before. All he remembered was being told he could join, being shown where to sleep by a buneary, and being told there was a meeting in the morning before he collapsed into his bed. But then the next morning came, and everybody stsrted heading upstairs. He followed behind into the main hall, and the next thing he knew, the whole guild stood around him. Pokemon he'd never seen before of many shapes and sized stood by his side, all looking up at a small podium towards the back of the room, where Kick, the Blaziken stood on a stage. There was quiet muttering throughout the small crowd as Kick seemed to be reading over a few small papers. Ting's eyes wandered around the room as he waited for Kick's speech to begin.

The first thing Ting noticed were the posters on the walls. They appeared to be posters for bands from the old world. It made sense, given that this place used to be a concert hall. Did Kick put these up? "Durant Durant", "Imagine Dragonites", "Weezing", and even one for "The Red Hot Cheri Berries", Kick's old band. Or at least, he was pretty sure it was, given it had his face plastered on it, along with a couple others.

Other noticeable things around the room included a few corkboards, most side by side. They had a handful of posters stuck to them. Missing pokemon and rescue requests covered one, delivery requests covered another, each categorized by Rank and danger. The boards for Gold rank was particularly sparse. Only two papers were on there. There were no pictures, and he couldn't read the text from here, so it was anyone's guess as to what was on there. The Platinum board was only a step away from Kick's Office. It was also completely barren. Had anyone even gotten to Platinum Rank? Or... had Kick himself been taking those requests? 

There was a loud [i][b]"AHEM!"[/b][/i] from the stage where Kick was standing. The room quickly fell silent. Kick stood behind the podium, arms behind his back. His natural height, along with the height of the stage made him tower over everyone in the room. His command presence was enormous. Ting couldn't tell if he was inspired, or terrified. Likely both. If this was the kind of charisma Kick had in his old age, he couldn't even begin to imagine what he was like in his prime. He guessed that's probably what made him so legendary. 

At last, Kick began to speak, and when he did, his demeanor changed almost instantly, to that of someone who talked like they were your best friend. His eyes lit up, as if he hadn't seen you in years. [color=ed1c24]"Good morning everyone! I trust you've all slept well? Well then, on to the main event. For those of you who somehow haven't heard by now..."[/color] His eyes glanced over to a Trapinch on the outskirts of the group, who didn't look like he was paying much attention. [color=ed1c24]"...We have some new recruits! These are some pretty young folks, so don't be too hard on them now, y'hear? Though it is nice to see the new generation getting into the rescue team business. It makes this old man happy. But for now though, why don't we have our new recruits come up and introduce themselves?"[/color] Kick's eyes scanned the gathering before landing on Ting, meeting his eyes. [color=ed1c24]"Let's start with you young lad!"[/color]

Ting tensed up. His legs felt like lead. How was he supposed to seem competent in front of all of these adventurers? Only one way to find out. Breaking through his stage fright, he made his way up onto the stage. Even with the added height of the stage, Ting was barely eye level with most of the other pokemon. He suddenly felt very small. He stood in front of the podium and began to speak.

[color=888B8D]"Uh... hello! My name is Ting!"[/color] He tried to project his voice so that everyone could hear him, though the relative silence of the room already did most of that for him. [color=888B8D]"Um... I'm from Dunescar originally, but I've made my way to Narvac here over the past couple of years to get away from there. It... wasn't a very nice place to live. But I'm here now, and that's what counts, right? Anyways, um... I hope we all get along together."[/color] Ting looked up at Kick, before quickly making his way down the stage and back into the crowd. That probably could've gone better.

[color=ed1c24]"Alright then, Ting, it's nice to meet you. I hope we can all get along here as well. Now then, who'd like to come up next?"[/color]
[hr] [right]Interacting with/Mentioning: [@Ammokkx](Gale), [@The Irish Tree](Fio)[/right]