Thread: Elegantia Academy (Start-Up)

Sayuri poked her cat ears out from behind the suitcase. "My apologies, but was someone addressing me?" She asked in a small, eloquent tone.

"Yes," Alice said gently. "My name's Alice De Luna. What's yours?"

"Oh. M-my name is S-Sayuri Koneko." She replied shakily.

"I'm Asilla Raine." Asilla introduced herself. Grey stood by Asilla as if expecting a swarm of Beedrill.

"And if ya didn't hear, I'm Sapphire Birch! My friends call me Sapph, though." Sapphire smiled goofily but kindly.

Asilla turned to Sapphire. "Oh, hi." she said. "I didn't notice you." she pointed out.

Grey walked up to Sapphire. He looked like he was expecting her to send out her Pokemon.

OOC: I added another character to the sign-up thread.

"'Xcuse me? Who in Arceus' name are you?" Sapphire turned and put her hands on her hips. Toro stepped out infront of her.
"Blaze" it mumbled.
"Oops..." Sapphire said. "How rude of me. Toro, it's just another Pokemon."

Another car pulled up. the back door opened to reveal yet another girl and her Servine. Servine chickened out at the Blaziken as Annah grabbed her bags. She and Servine walked up to some other girls. "I'm Annah Teeves. You?" she asked Asilla and Sapphire.

"I'm Asilla Raine, and this is my Gallade, Grey." Asilla replied to Annah.

OOC: Can Annah be in the other dorm so, hopefully, Servine doesn't chicken out as much?

Kitty watched the happenings shyly. "Nice to meet you," She said to Annah, "I'm Kitty."

"Nice to meet you, Kitty." Annah said.

Meanwhile Asilla scoffed at the scared Servine.

Toro blew a little ember at the shrimpy Servine, scaring it even more. It chuckled.
"Toro!" Sapphire yelled at her pokemon. "That's so rude!" Sapphire walked up to the Servine and petted it. "Gomen~"

Servine calmed down. but just then Annah ran up to him.

Asilla and Grey looked at each other like "What was that Blaziken thinking?"

Tanwen purred in amusement, which made Kitty smile.

Grey sighed.

Sayuri had had more than enough of the crazy developments, and was in the process of trying to go elsewhere while dragging her suitcases a few at a time. The distressed look on her face showed that she was having a mental overload, and her cat ears seemed somehow droopy.