IKA school for the best rp

[Kazi]

Marcelo smiled at Lita. "So your the non-fighter twin? " Marcelo asked, Why is that?  Your afraid of fighting your sister?"

As Chazz patiently waits for his teacher he laid his head down and fell asleep. What a way to start the first day of school.   

[Kanami]

(Quick question for Kazi. Is Tem skipping class in some other person's dorm? Kinda important. ^^)
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Slightly caught off guard by the question that she hoped would never come up in a conversation. Lita smiled and replied, "Yes, that's right, I'm very afraid of fighting my sister. It's because of her nature, she's very competitive. I just know that the ending wouldn't turn out well." She then took a glance at her watch. "Whoa, look at the time. I am very sorry but we both should get going. I'm sure tardiness isn't something that sits well with this school."

With this, Lita said her farewells and left for her classroom. After the mist of confusion she had faced, she finally had found her class and had made it inside before the bell had rang. She was the last one to enter the classroom and as such the attention was on her. Shaking off the feeling of being the center of everyone's wonders, she found a seat by the window and listened to the teacher give his speech about the class, making sure to hit attendance in the process.

In the art class, Ayame as well as the other students grew quiet as they heard foot steps approach the room. Suddenly, the sound of the foot steps stopped and were replaced by the clinks and clanks of the key being inserted into the door. Soon after, a man appeared in the door way with a smile on his face.

"Well well, a full house I see. That's very good."

The man walked inside the room, dragging a blonde haired boy behind him. He looked around with a smile as he observed the students in more detail.

"Oh my, where are my manors? So sorry about that. It would seem that I forgot to introduce myself. I am Mr. Lang, the martial arts teacher. Mrs. Leach, the art teacher isn't here today but I'm more than willing to step in."

After stating his name, the man performed a polite bow, raising his right hand up then bring it across his chest.

"Man, this guy again? Thought Ayame as she rolled her eyes at his act of politeness. She then looked at the student that the teacher dragged in with him. It was Kazakai Yamazaki, the guy who she had got into with the day before.

"Miss Itsuya."

"Huh? Uh, what is it? How do you know my name anyways?" Ayame huffed at the teacher.

"Well, you make it hard for anyone to not know your name. Anyways, why don't you let Mr. Yamazaki take that seat next to you?"

"Oh, you mean this seat right here?" She asked as she pointed to the empty seat at her table. "Sorry, this one is taken." She replied as she placed her feet in the chair.

"Hm, my mistake. Kazakai, seeing as Miss Itsuya there doesn't have a free seat next to her, feel free to take any seat of your choosing."

Sighing to himself, Kazakai looked around the room at the empty seats. "Being able to read minds is always great when trying to find somewhere to sit." He thought in a sarcastic tone as he slowly walked pass the students; each one hoping he would pass up their tables. He finally stopped at a desk in which sat one other boy.

"Mind if I sit here?" Kazakai asked Losara avoiding eye contact in any possible way.

[Roanlo Zolo]

"Go ahead, i don't bite." Losara said, turning his head slightly. Shifting his belongings across he let Kazakai.
"I see your actually awake now," Losara quickly stated before becoming quiet.

"Ok, very good, " Mr. Lang smiled, " Mrs. Leach gave me a small list of things that need to be done, and everything seems to be easy for you guys!"

Mr Lang glanced down at the sheet of paper down on the desk a previous teacher had put down. "Ok, well it seems we are looking at the importance of things, which i beleive means your sense of place; who you are. So, everyone in your art journals or books or whatever you young kids like to call them, i want you to create a brain storm of who you are. What you really think you are as a person.

For example, you could be very well spoken, outgoing, but you could at the same time be someone who has a lot of enemies. Are you a Tarus? What is your star sign? If someone asked you for help, how would you respond?
It's these kind of things that shape who you are. Now according to what Mrs. Leach gave me, first lesson is quite casual. So right now, i want everyone to just talk among yourselves about who you are, and what kind of person you are. Ask your friend if you don't know. Jot down any ideas in your books, as this is the basis of your first piece of work."

Losara had already begun deep thought into this, closing his mind to only his, almost all voices outside of him being silenced, even over the increasing volume caused by the chatter among people.

"Who am i? I am Losara aren't i? A blue haired orphan, or well, maybe my father is out there somewhere. I don't know, how am i meant to figure out myself, when i don't even know my beginnings?"

Losara started to look around, " Perhaps there is more to it, " Losara thought about the questions Mr. Lang had said, " I help people if they are in need, i feel guilty if i don't. No person deserves downright pain without a proper reason. I am defensive though, if you try hurt the ones i love, then there will be trouble. "

In his art book, he started to curve lines and create articulate shapes, creating overall images. Sharp, clear pictures of his past telling him what to draw. Soon there was a female pixie, young, beautiful, timid. There was a glint of fear within her eyes. Behind her was her master; heartless, gripping her wing by the hand, open mouthed and anger in the eyes showed this man yelling at the poor girl.
Then in the corner was Losara, himself, but not as what others saw him. Losara's body has more blurred, gloves of black covering his hands, voiding eyes, and a hand outstretched, creating an opening for a snake, headed for the man who was hurting the poor pixie.

The black and grey shading then become transparent in his eyes, almost like a speeding image from old black and white movie. It made him tense, Losara could feel his pain enveloping him, quickly he threw the  book to the ground and went into a ruined state, hands covering his face and head. Trying to just block out any pain he was feeling.

Losara began to draw a swamp, trees emerging from the ground, roots bursting in all directions, in the bottomless mud were bubbles, with the forming heads of a weird figure. In the tree tops were the peaceful beings of the swamp, the myre-pixes, playing, reading, learning. Losara was in the picture as well, he was protecting the village from intruders, those of dangerous intent.

As he lifted his pencil, he smiled. It was his home, his whole life was there. That was all he had known, until he had ventured this far from home. To this school of IKA.

OOC: Yay Jess your back I thought you like disappeared.
EDIT: Desided to redo what i just said in terms of what Losara drew, i don't think he should have that kind of background. (i have striked it out)

[Kate]

Mr. M continued to walk around the room, passing papers out to people. He soon came to the window side of the room. When the teacher walked next to Naomi, he glanced down at the small creature on her desk. Laying the paper on the desk, he walked back to the front of the class. Students briefly read the rules to themselves. It was silent for thirty seconds.

The trainer read the fourth rule on the sheet. No Pokemon were allowed out during class. She jumped from her seat and faced him. "Excuse me," she said.

"In my class, you need to raise your hand in order for me to call on you." She pouted, sat down and rose her right hand in the air. "Yes?"

"I don't have my pokeball for Eevee. She prefers to be left out of it."

"Well, it seems you need to find her ball then. It states no Pokemon in the classroom."

She rose from her seat again. "But, that's forcing something on her!"

"Miss..," he quickly checked the list, "Naomi Walker, correct? I'm sorry, but that's the rules."

"Well, can she just lay underneath the table? I swear she won't cause any problems," she said, defending her partner.

Mr. M sighed. "I guess. If that Pokemon interrupts me once, she HAS to be in a pokeball."

"Thank you!" Naomi sat back down.

The teacher went over the rules to anyone who didn't bother reading it. They were the same rules as a normal class would have. Don't be disruptive, raise your hand if you want to be called on, respect others how you want to be respect, etc etc. He also gave out a list of supplies people needed for his class. It was like a small homework assignment. All of these needed to be brought in by one week.

The small brown Pokemon hopped off the desk and quickly hid right under it. Her master slid her chair back a little for the little creature to have some room. The teacher began to call the names of his students for role call and to grab their health textbooks. These books aren't meant to leave the class unless needed for homework. They were slightly less heavy to other books. A lot were in excellent condition. The others were fine.

"You've been assigned a book. Open your book and write your name where it tells you to. To the end of the year, you'll be using it."

Well, at least this will teach me how I can take care of myself and my Pokemon, she thought, flipping through the pages.
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Kinda hard to do anything when I'm alone in this class. XD

[High]

As I entered the room, I took a seat at the back of the room. Seeing that the teacher hadn't arrived yet, I sat there waiting.
"Well, This is going to be boring", I said out loud.
Soon, the teacher entered. He seemed like a pretty boring teacher. The first class was the usual things, Rules, About the teacher, About us and many other things I couldn't care less about. Sitting there half asleep, I looked around at the other people in the room. They all seemed to be drawing, playing with their phone and other stupid things. Looking at the teacher I saw he had started teaching a bit, however, no one was listening. Getting bored, I pulled my hood over my face and fell asleep.

I woke to the sound of "Jack!". As I woke up, I looked up and saw the teacher looking at me. Realising he was asking a question, I awkwardly asked him what the question was. The class laughed. After answering his question with the usual "Uhhh..." and getting the usual reply of "I thought as much, listen next time", I decided to actually listen. However, I couldn't keep this up for long and soon fell back to sleep.

[Kanami]

Kazakai watched as Lang or Hua, as he liked to call him, walked around the room giving out instructions that their official teacher had left for them. He heard Losara say something to him regarding their prior meeting.

"It's not by choice, I'll say that much." He said under his breath, just so Lang wouldn't catch it.

He looked down at his notebook and sighed to himself. "This is a total waste of time. I mean, who am I? Really? Why would I concern myself with telling this teacher somethings that are obviously not her business." He closed his book and placed his pen on the table.

Lang, having noticed his student not doing the assignment, waltz his way towards him.

"Is there a problem Yamazaki?" He asked, already knowing the problem.

"No, there isn't a problem. I'm just not about to plot down my life story for this teacher to read. Nothing you can say or do can make me do otherwise."

"Really?" Lang asked. "Well then why don't I do your assignment for you. As a matter of fact, why don't I do it verbally for the whole class to hear? You know, as a demonstration for whoever is unable to write anything?"

"Hua, you wouldn't dare!" Kazakai hisses, his fists clutched with anger.

"Oh but I would. Kazakai, I always have something over you. Remember that whenever you decide to-- how would you say? 'Act out?'" Mr. Lang chuckled to himself as he moved on to another student who needed his help.

Kazakai picked up his pen as he cursed Lang in a hushed tone. "Damn him!", He gritted his teeth and began to work on the assignment.

Ayame, having been listening to the conversation laughed to herself. "His life is probably so dull, it's not worth wasting a piece of paper to write it out on." She looked down at her notebook as she tapped the tip of her pen on the top margin. "What to mention about me?", she thought to herself. No sooner has she tapped the paper for the eighth time with her pen, a smile unfolded across her face.

"I am the princess who knows no forgiveness. The fighter who knows no rival. I am Ayame, the proud Saiyan princess. I care not about anyone who can not fend for themselves. I will not tolerate weaklings in my life for they are nothing but things that set you back. Feelings are for the weak and naive. If someone were to look up for my help, I would end their suffering and annihilate them myself. When it comes to my siblings, they are strong but none can stand in my league. My father is indeed the king but his power and strength is nothing compared to mine. When it comes to the throne, I will be the one to take it. Not Lita, not Renji or Sora... and defiantly not Larck. If my father makes the mistake of choosing one of them, they all will pay."

Ayame read over her work and giggled to herself. "Wow, I can be pretty heartless huh? Not to mention, I kind of ventured off topic. Oh well, I guess it doesn't really matter."

In Mr. McDowell's class, everyone started to flip through the pages of their health books that they had been assigned. There was a slight hint of noise, not to loud however. Soon enough, the door to the classroom opened and a female student walked inside. She walked up to the teacher and handed him a late pass that was dated and signed by a school official.

"Sorry, I'm late. I had to get my classes from the office. You can call down there if you'd like. My names is Lar-- er, Kay L. Catsuri." The girl smiled, hoping that the teacher would over look her fumbling over her own name.

[Kate]

I'm just gonna quickly throw this in. I'll get the actually post in sometime within 2 hours or so.
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Name: Mika Kuroda

Age: 12

Grade: Tenth (10th)

Gender: Female

Bio: Mika is the youngest in her family. She grew up in a family of witches and psychics. She has two sisters who have excelled in using psychic and spells. While knowing half the tricks they know, she can't use them as long as she wants them to be. Her fifteen year old sister was given an invite to IKA. Mika, reading how the school could teach her new stuff about magic, followed her sister to take the acceptance test. At first they wouldn't allow her to take it due to her age. With some talk, the school allowed the twelve year old witch to take the test. Getting a higher score than her sister, both were accepted into IKA. She was placed in the tenth grade classes of the school.

Appearance: Mika stands at five foot two inches tall with peach skin. She's skin, yet flat as well. She has straight black hair that goes to her shoulders. She has a small purple headband on her black hair. Her eye color is hazel.

She has a short-sleeve white school girl like top with a red bow in the center of the collar. Mika has a black skirt that flows down to the mid section between her knees and her waist. Underneath that, she has tight black shorts especially for her skirt problem. Her white socks stretch a little past her knees. She also has black boots.

Personality: She has a somewhat nice personality. Mika likes to think of herself as a genius for someone her age. She hates it when someone calls her short or thinks little of her. She has arachnophobia and aquaphobia, fear of spiders and water, though she doesn't fear water in a house. She can be silly when it comes to using magic or any other stuff.

Major: Visual Communication

Minor: Pokemon Coliseum Battle, Element Class and Spell of the Dark Arts

Ability: She currently has the ability to perform psychic, telekenisis and spells, but she can only use these for a short period of time.

Starter Pokemon: Shiny Abra
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Mr. McDowell glanced over at a female student walking in late. She handed him a late pass she got from the office. He looked over the pass, then placed it on his desk.

"Sorry, I'm late. I had to get my classes from the office. You can call down there if you'd like. My names is Lar-- er, Kay L. Catsuri," she said.

"Ah.. Kay. Was wondering where you were," Mr. M said, handing her a textbook, rule and supply sheet. "This is your textbook and papers I handout. Keep your book in here at all times." He looked over the classroom. "Find an open desk. There's a few in the back and two close to the front."

Naomi looked over at the student who walked in. "Wonder where she'll sit." She glanced over at the empty desk next to her. "Be awesome to have someone I could talk to in this class. That right, Eevee?" Eevee stretched and yawned. Don't worry. Only fifteen minutes left till this class ends.

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Once again, can't do much.

[Roanlo Zolo]

OOC: From myself and Kanami talking, we decided to make each class a week long. This is so people can have time to post for their characters, as some people cannot post, or don't post everyday.
With that, Now starts session 7 (refer to your time-tables on page 1)\
P.S. I have no idea what my class "Pke. Environment watch Ed. A" Is..... So... kinda just leaving it blank.
While Losara was busy scribbling down on his book, the school bell had rung, going off like a person who just had coffee and had inhaled helium. Very quickly, everyone had left the room. Given a short period before the start of their new class to have something to eat and go to the bathroom.
Losara spent this time outside the building with Duskcull, who had been missing his company. Ever since Losara had captured him, he had never left his side. Always being around him whenever some event would occur. The strange absence from him was both lonesome and boring; resulting in him flying around in circles around the varies trees surrounding the campus. The additional reason for why Losara decided to sit outside, was because his next class was "Pke. Environment watch Ed. A". Of course, because he wasn't costumed to these school programs, he was still lost on what that subject would be. The best he could work out is what area of the school it was at. Which was outside on an open landscape with varies shaping trees and hedges.

"Any ideas Duskcull?" he looked up at Duskcull, who was equally confused. All Duskcull could do was shrug his shoulders and sit besides him, slumping his ghostly mass amongst the wall.
"Thought as much..." He sighed, dropping his fringe in front of his eyes, "Perhaps there will be another person we can talk to there. With all the amount of students in this school, there should be one who he could talk to freely.

Although it did confuse him, he vaguely understood the idea of watching nature. But couldn't see the concept of how this was educational or would help him.
Deciding to just "wait and see"; he stood back up, picking  Duskcull up and putting him on his shoulder, he walked forward to the open area with a few metal seatings and a large signpost with "Pke. Environment watch" on it.

[Kanami]

OOC: Sorry guys for the confusion that my short handed typing has caused. For everyone who has "Pke. Environment Watch A", it should really read "Pokemon Environment Watch A". I was being lazy and yeah.. what the actually class is about should be made apparent through my post. Anyways, now that is is cleared up, we can move on to the next order of business. ^^Kay looked around the classroom at the empty seats. "Hm, four in the back and two in the front. Six possibilities in total," She thought as she walked towards the seating area. She stopped and smiled at a female student when she spotted a brown and cream pokemon underneath her seat. Placing her bag on the desktop, she slid the chair back and sat down.

"I'm Kay. Seems to me that we're both pokemon trainers," she said, smiling at Eevee. No sooner had she said this, the class bell rang and the students started to rush out of the room. The young girl shrugged and stood up. "Looks, like we'll have to finish or rather start this conversation another time."

In the art room, no sooner had the bell rung, Ayame was out of her seat and out the door. She had somehow enjoyed being in art, after all the assignment was basically about her. However, she was ready to get the school day over with as soon as possible. She took out her class list and skimmed down to her seventh hour class.

"Pke. Environment Watch? Why what kind of class is this? Why would I concern myself with a stupid environment watch?"

Sighing to herself, the princess moved about to the outside of the school. Once there, she pretended to not be clueless, as she scouted her surroundings. ”I know I’m in the right place.” she thought to herself as she saw a few other students making their way towards the school.

Lita, having already been fully educated about her next class by a group of fourth year seniors; had already made her way to the outside area of the school. “Wow, this school is huge,” She thought, scanning the stretched out fields. She continued on until she reached a gated off section. On the large door hung a sign that read “IKA Safari Zone”, and next to it was a list of rules.

“This has to be it,” Lita started. “The place where the Pke environmental watch is held. It’s the only logical place.”

“You know,” started a disembodied voice, “I had the same idea. Let’s just hope we’re right, blue haired girl.”

Lita turned around at the sound of a male voice that seemed to be heading her way. Soon enough, a young man looking no older than her, with brown hair and a blue back pack approached from behind.

Ignoring the “blue haired girl” comment, Lita smiled. “Yes, I hope we’re in the right place. So, my name is Lita. Who might you be?”

“Heh, never mind my name blue haired girl. You much be a pokemon trainer right? I mean you have this class.”

Before Lita could answer the question presented to her, the rest of the class started to make their way towards the large gated area. Seeing this caused a smile to stretch across the young man’s face. “Hey blue haired girl, I think we were right.” He said to Lita as he met the group of students.

“Alright, before we do anything, I just want to make sure that everyone here is either: A) a pokemon trainer or B) a pokemon trainer in the making. Now, second thing I want to make sure of before we start. Does everyone have a pokemon? If you do not have a pokemon on your personal then you need to step to my right.”

Lita watched as the students who did not own a pokemon started to form a group to the right of the speaker. Instantly, an idea popped into her head about the mysterious speaker, and why he was giving out all of these instructions. “He has got to be the teacher,” She thought to herself. ”Kind of weird, seeing as he doesn’t seem a day older than myself.”

The instructor looked over both groups as he nodded in accceptance. "This is a pretty mixed group, that's good considering what I have in store." He walked back to the center of the two groups and pulled his back pack off of his back. He then proceeded to look through it, obviously in search of something. Finally, he pulled out a pair of sharpie markers and name stickers. "Next order of business, I want everyone to place their names on one of these stickers." Passing out the stickers and markers to the two groups, he waited for everyone to finish.

"Is he serious?" An annoyed Ayame frowned as she scribbled her name down on the "Hello, my name is:" sticker.

Feeling that he could, the instructor decided to talk over the students while they wrote down their names and such.

"Listen up everyone. For those of you who haven't caught on, I am the one who is in charge of this class. If any of you have ever heard of the Kanto region then you might know my family. My name is Gary Oak. Before we get any further, I want to explain what exactly this class is. Most if not all of you should know that not one single pokemon is the same. Each one has a very complex way of life. As pokemon trainers, it is important for you to be knowledgeable about every pokemon you encounter. That is why we're here. Behind me, our place of study. The safari zone if you will. Here you will learn everything there is to learn about pokemon and their natural habitats. Before we enter, there are a few key rules that everyone should remember. They are posted on the main entrance."

"Rules?" Ayame said quietly while glancing at the door leading to the safari zone. She began reading them over in her head, making sure she agreed with them all. Among the many rules, the two that stood out were that; 1. Pokemon battles are not permitted inside the safari zone amongst student trainers, and 2. Pokemon encountered inside of the safari zone are not to be captured by student trainers, unless directed to by the instructor.

Having waited on the few students yet to write their name stickers, Gary once again reached inside his bag and pulled out a box labeled "pokedex 3.2". "Before I move on, are there any questions so far?"
OOC #2: Alright, I hope this cleared up everyones questions about this class. If you're still lost, then you can ask "Gary" (aka me lol) in the rp. For everyone else, if you could work in a line somewhere in your post stating that you didn't have any questions to ask, that would be great so my next post, I can actually move the class into the safari zone.

[Anthony]

(OOC:Blah, sorry I've been kinda trying to get over a writer's block for a few weeks.. I'll just skip to the new point I guess, starting where they enter the class =/ Short post I guess, meh just need to get back into the roleplay.)
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Walking into the English classroom Rei and Aqua shared a look, both thinking the same thing. Ah hell, why did we have to have an English class.

Making their way to a corner of the room by themselves they got out their composition notebooks and awaited instructions from the teacher.

Shroud excited for all the world at her next class, fluidly bounded into the grand hall, only to notice everyone was sitting on the floor awaiting the teacher.Sighing, she knew she had to as well.

Edward and Zoey, having missed the first day of school, bounded into the hallways and told the receptionists their names, only to have the receptionist be wide-eyed as the creatures followed behind them, giving them their class schedules she fainted right afterward, thinking that they were originally there to harm the school.

Looking down at their schedules they noticed they had a class labeled Pokemon Environment Watch A. which didn't really surprise them considering their minors both included Pokemon in them.

Walking around the school they finally went outside to see a place called the Safari Zone where they walked up during the middle of the apparent teachers lecture and were given name tags to write their names on.. both shared a thought of 'I hope we don't have to wear these all school year long.'

[High]

((OOC: Eh, havent had much time to post recently cos of school and stupid stuff like that))

As I looked at my schedule, I saw that my next class would be Pokemon Environmental Watch A

What the hell is that

After asking some random kid where it was, I found out it was going to be in the "Safari Zone". After I arrived, I instantly saw the list of rules and read them. After reading halfway, I realised they were pretty basic and decided to ignore the rest. After he walked in, the teacher arrived. He started a long lecture. I quickly got bored and thinking he couldn't see me, I put my hood over my face and decided to rest for a bit.

I was woken by a loud voice...

"Hey! You! The sleeping kid. Did you read the rules?"

Realising it was the teacher I quickly replied

"Uhh... Yes...."

"Then you should know rule 5 was not to sleep in class", he said.

"Ummm.... Sorry....", I said

Suddenly changing his mood, He grinned and said "No problem, just don't do it again"

Learning my lesson, I listened painfully to the rest of his lecture.

[Roanlo Zolo]

Losara was handed a large rectangular sticker. With it, "Hello, my name is:_________". A strange gesture to say the least.

Couldn't he just ask him for his name? It's not like he could see my name if my back was turned... He thought.
Ignoring this fact, he wrote his name in cursive, deep blue. Like the colour of the ocean. and stuck it do his chest, close to his heart.
Duskcull  starting to stare at the sticker Losara was putting on. Like a gesture that he would want one.
Losara chuckled at that and ripped a small rectangle from his book and wrote in big capitals "I am duskcull, Boo". He then attached it to duskcull's body with some sticky tape. He had quite a lot in his bag.
Full of excitement Duskcull wheeled in the air with a short squeak of enjoyment, attracting the attention of everyone, including the teacher.

"Is there something you want to ask Mr, " He looked at Losara's sticker with his name, "Losara?"

"Oh no, nothing, sorry. Duskcull gets a little excited sometimes. Excuse me for that."
The Teacher nodded with a smile and began to turn around.
"Oh, may i ask one thing sir?" Losara asked with a higher tone then normal.

"Certainly! What is it?" He said out loud, giving Losara direct eye-contact.

"Just out of simple curiosity," his tone of voice starting to get a bit sarcastic, "What do we do in this class? Why are the ones with pokemon split from those who do not have one? Isn't the purpose of an environment watch to, well watch pokemon from the wild? Or this," Losara gave 'quoting' fingers, " 'safari'? Or is it that we are meant to have our own pokemon interact  with the wild ones. Leaving the ones without pokemon to stand in boredom?"

[Kate]

The student looked over all the empty seat possibly in the classroom. Choosing the best one, she sat in the chair next to Naomi. She placed her bag on the desk and sat down. The girl looked over at her class neighbor.

"I'm Kay. Seems to me that we're both pokemon trainers." Eevee had looked up at the female trainer who smiled gently at her.

Soon the class bell rung. Before the trainer could say a word to Kay, she had up and left the room. The brown haired trainer shrugged, got up from her seat, grabbed her green bag and pushed the sit in. The pokemon hopped onto the desk, facing her master. She lowered her shoulder for her friend to hop on. After doing so, the two left for their next class of the day, seventh block.

She unfolded a map to the school from her bag and stared at it. "Eevee, our next class is Pke. Environment Watch. Our first Pokemon class in IKA." She refolded the school map, giving it to her partner to place in her bag. "Our class seems to be outside. Looks like we'll be exploring Pokemon habitats."

"Eevee!" she said, happily.

Naomi opened the door to the outside of the school. Following where the map pointed out to the class, she soon came to a gated off section with a hanging sign. It read 'IKA Safari Zone'. With a group of people showing up, she knew she was in the right place. There were a set of rules hanging by the sign as well. They were pretty basic. Some could of figured these rules would of applied here.

Suddenly, a voice spoke. "Alright, before we do anything, I just want to make sure that everyone here is either: A) a pokemon trainer or B) a pokemon trainer in the making. Now, second thing I want to make sure of before we start. Does everyone have a pokemon? If you do not have a pokemon on your personal then you need to step to my right." Students began to step to the right of the speaker. It had seem a few hadn't have their own Pokemon with them at the moment or didn't have one at all. "This is a pretty mixed group, that's good considering what I have in store." Pulling out pair of sharpie markers and name stickers. "Next order of business, I want everyone to place their names on one of these stickers."

Naomi giggled. "Wow, seems like a field trip." Getting a sticker that said "Hello, my name is:", she carefully wrote her name on the name tag. She passed the sharpie to someone else right after.

"Listen up everyone. For those of you who haven't caught on, I am the one who is in charge of this class. If any of you have ever heard of the Kanto region then you might know my family. My name is Gary Oak."

As Gary continued to talk, the excited female trainer whispered to her Eevee. "Gary Oak, grandson of Professor Oak?! I can't believe it!"

"The safari zone if you will. Here you will learn everything there is to learn about pokemon and their natural habitats. Before we enter, there are a few key rules that everyone should remember. They are posted on the main entrance." The teacher pulled out a small cardboard box from his bag. There was a white label across on it that read 'Pokedex 3.2'. Once more, he faced that class. "Before I move on, are there any questions so far?"

A male trainer with blue, fringed hair and a Duskull asked a question. "Just out of simple curiosity, what do we do in this class? Why are the ones with pokemon split from those who do not have one? Isn't the purpose of an environment watch to, well watch pokemon from the wild? Or this," he gave 'quoting' fingers, "'safari'? Or, is it that we are meant to have our own pokemon interact with the wild ones, leaving the ones without pokemon to stand in boredom?"

Naomi glanced over at the curious male. "It's just as the teacher said. We're exploring pokemon and their natural habitats. I would think that Gary would give others a pokemon to use if they don't have one. That's if we have our pokemon interact with wild ones. Could kinda wind up in a mess, though as some pokemon have different personalities," she responded. "Also, I have a question as well. Is it possible to use our own Pokedex if we have one?"

[Kanami]

Having gotten lost in trying to find the class, she arrived in time to witness Gary fuss at a boy who nodded off. She then placed her attention to a blue haired boy who asked a few questions in a rather sarcastic tone, only to be answer by a female student. "Hey, it's her!" thought Kay as she spotted Naomi. She started to move towards the girl but was stopped short by two familiar faces.

"Heh, I understand how listening to a teacher can be rather boring. But falling asleep right in his face; talk about lacking brains." Ayame, Kay's older sister said bitterly about Jack.

"Oh no, Ayame has this class... and she's being rude like always. Which means I have to be careful not to get in her way" After looking at Ayame, it didn't take Kay long to notice the other half of the set, Lita.

Lita had her attention on Ayame and did nothing but sigh. She then looked at the young boy and girl who asked Gary a few questions. One being a female looking just a year or two younger than her. The other being...

"It is him, Losara." Lita said faintly to where only she could hear.

The boy who reminded her so much if "him". She attempted to form a waving motion to get his attention, but she was "interrupted" by Gary.

"Those are some good questions there Losara." Gary started obviously reading the name off of his sticker. "However," he said removing his sun glasses from his face. "You ever want a clear answer from me, I suggest you watch your tone, Fringes."

The young trainer smirked as he placed his glasses on the top of his head.  "Besides, I couldn't have explained it better than the Eevee trainer. As for students without a partner pokemon, they'll get for this particular assignment. It's only fair after all. As for the pokedex question," He directed his attention solely on Naomi. "I don't see why it should be a problem." Having said his final pieces, Gary stared handing out the pokedex to the students who didn't already have one in their possession.

While the students were given their pokedex, Kazakai slowly approached the group. He was extremely late and he was aware of the fact. However, this didn't encourage him to pick up his pace. He took a look at the trainers and their ridiculous "hello my name is:" stickers. Immediately, he vowed not to receive one.

"Well look who decided to show up. Do you have a think about being on time; or can you not tell time or something?" Ayame said smugly.

Kazakai glanced over at Ayame only to ignore her comment and get the attention of the instructor.

Gary handed the late student all that he would need, including a name tag.

"One last thing since some of you don't get the concept of being on time," He glances at Kazakai as well as Edward and Zoey. "Time is a very important thing to me. If you expect to be in my class, you need to get here on time."

With this being said, he finally opened the gates to their place of study. A smile stretched across his face as he saw some wild Starly and Pidgey fly across the sky.

"Welcome to the safari zone. Lets break off into groups off into groups. Since you're not babies, i'll let you form your groups on your own. Once the groups are together, release your partners and get some data on those pokedex. But remember, no battles.
(OOC: Um... hi guys... im like still alive and stuff. Sorry about this. I know you were like waiting on me to post. Also with the one class a week rule... If you want, we can just move to the next class.)

[Roanlo Zolo]

(OOC: Well, i've been lazy and haven't really posted on here. Also, the last post was 2 weeks ago. So We're way out of the loop. I suggest we just skip to the 9th Class, unless of course, you wish to make it the afternoon session, and not have class, so we can intereact with out characters (out in the school courtyards ect, before we head off for bed). I'll work my own way into the 9th Class, however if you wish to skip that, just work it into your own, and i'll follow suit.)
"Hmm,  fringes" Losara mumbled, "I assume this is how we learn then.... wonder where the darker area of this safari is? I don't he likes the sun."
Turning his head to Duskcull, who had his head buried in his back.

Losara began to walk around, losing himself from the cluster of people who were still stray without a pokemon, and those who decided to stay at a variable distance away from the wild pokemon. There were some cliff-side rocks to the South-Eastern side of the safari. Losara decided to reside there and watch how Duskcull would react to some new surroundings.

As the time past, Losara watched Duskcull shyly interact with the pokemon in the area, his normal outgoing and wild self was quite tame, as he was confronted with the much larger and intimidating creatures he was around. Eventually, he started to gain some confidence, and started chattering to the small bird-type pokemon. The ones hiding in the dark were barely visible, and kept their distance away from him.

Soon the speaker in the distance spoke with it's loud voice, scaring off some of the pokemon who were with the other students near it.

"The Pokemon Watch Education has now finished, will you please make your way to the Safari entrance and make your way to your 9th Class."

Losara picked up his belongings, and called out for Duskcull to come. For the first time in a while, Duskcull was hesitant in leaving the area. He was starting to make some new companionships.
"Don't worry, you'll see them later, we have another class now. You can talk to the little fellas when we have the class again."
Duskcull looked rather timid at that moment. He eventually snapped out of his trance and floated his way beside Losara; who was making his way to his next class, which was Sculpture.


Sculpture in Losara's eyes was similar to the painting class he had earlier in the day. A class to express himself in the form of art. However, sculpture meant a statue, something iconic. A third dimensional object which gave more angles of view to the creation. He could feel he thought to much about certain things. Sometimes Losara wondered if anyone else thought so in-depth about the simple things of life. Knowledge was a powerful weapon, and it was something Losara pried himself on. That with knowledge, has far greater power then that of one with pure strength or speed. This was because Losara knew that the Giratina was not just a hulking powerhouse. It was an incredibly intelligent creature; One that, would not only take down an enemy with great strength, but could do so with the knowledge of how to do that, and how to react if they were to do something unexpected.

After making a long walk back to the art corridors of the IKA, he found his sculpture class, where things were already written on the large board at the front, and objects on each table, which would be used for the activity the teacher had planned.