Aria couldn't help but get a little excited, her vague emotion translating to a cocky grin on the face of Titania. [i]Finally, she'd get to see how strong her comrades were.[/i] It was an important detail for somebody about to go off to war. Trainers didn't use their own bodies to battle, but it wasn't out of the question in this scenario. Most of the battling, however, would be done by her pokemon. She couldn't break boulders or fly in the sky, after all, but her pokemon could.

"Indoors or outdoors is fine with me. My pokemon don't mind the weather." Steel pokemon could weather even a sandstorm or hail, and rain meant that fire pokemon wouldn't do as well, so they had an advantage in the rain, too. In truth, a bright and sunny day was the worst outcome for a steel type.

"As long as we're careful, we can probably work something out." Steven and Sterling were both out of commission if they had to worry about bringing a small room down on their heads, but the rest of her pokemon were feasible.

As the tiny Mawile looked up at her expectantly, they shared a look, and as though through telepathy, the both of them started to move. "This isn't really my strong suit, talking to people, so I'm going to head to the training room. If you guys need to prepare, I'll meet you there. You should decide," Aria continued with a dark look, "whether or not we'll stick to League rules for this."

It didn't matter to her either way, but it was just up to whether they wanted to enjoy one last vestige of the reglated lives they lived before, or whether they wanted to prepare for the coming chaos. As she exited the room quietly, slipping down the hall to where she had been directed toward the battle room, her mood darkened a little more. It was far too possible for any of their beloved teams to be lost in this battle. She hoped that her allies were as prepared for that as she was... or thought she was.