Crimson Sun
Previously Crims0n
The teacher lowered his sunglasses and glowered at the girl who was asking if her Popplio can stay out of it's Pokeball. She seemed petite and her Popplio in tow atop of her head. Felix lingered behind a bit, wanting to see how this situation were to turn out, and as a way to scope out what the teacher is going to be like for Pokemon Battling class.
"Sorry missy, but no one said anything about your Pokemon were to reside within their balls."
"Bre-Breloom"
Both teacher and Pokemon had their arms crossed, Breloom struggling with the pose though as its arms were quite on the shorter size in comparison to the rest of it's body. The teacher's Breloom tilted his head towards inside the gymnasium where a whole set up for a Pokemon Training course is to be held while another door led to a classroom where the student's would be filing in.
The adult male attached his glasses, rightfully so, back onto the bridge of his nose before seeing the whole crowd of students that has encircled the gym entrance, Breloom, and himself.
"How this class is going to work: students are to be learning about Pokemon battles and styles while the Pokemon themselves are to reside in the gym and train themselves to improve. At the end of every week, battle sessions will be instigated between students within the class as practice. However, majority of your time will be spent learning about Pokemon Battles in the classroom. Do I make myself clear?"
The students murmured in agreement at the sight and deep voice of the muscular teacher. Felix was pretty confused as how much of Pokemon Battles can they learn by sitting in a classroom instead of doing actual Pokemon Battles in person. However, he can't question the teacher's teaching ethics as he made himself comfortable in a seat in the middle of the lecture hall.
"For you information, you will refer to me as Mr. Haurswie, and by nothing else. And welcome to Pokemon Battle Class."
Meanwhile Breloom was hording the Pokemon into the training set, where he expected all Pokemon to do their part. There were machinery and sets and everything for Pokemon of all kinds, so he shouldn't be hearing any complaints. Lileep waddled through the door with Swablu atop of her head-petal thing. The color drained from Swablu's face as she soon realized the Pokemon were going to what she dreaded most....exercise.
"Sorry missy, but no one said anything about your Pokemon were to reside within their balls."
"Bre-Breloom"
Both teacher and Pokemon had their arms crossed, Breloom struggling with the pose though as its arms were quite on the shorter size in comparison to the rest of it's body. The teacher's Breloom tilted his head towards inside the gymnasium where a whole set up for a Pokemon Training course is to be held while another door led to a classroom where the student's would be filing in.
The adult male attached his glasses, rightfully so, back onto the bridge of his nose before seeing the whole crowd of students that has encircled the gym entrance, Breloom, and himself.
"How this class is going to work: students are to be learning about Pokemon battles and styles while the Pokemon themselves are to reside in the gym and train themselves to improve. At the end of every week, battle sessions will be instigated between students within the class as practice. However, majority of your time will be spent learning about Pokemon Battles in the classroom. Do I make myself clear?"
The students murmured in agreement at the sight and deep voice of the muscular teacher. Felix was pretty confused as how much of Pokemon Battles can they learn by sitting in a classroom instead of doing actual Pokemon Battles in person. However, he can't question the teacher's teaching ethics as he made himself comfortable in a seat in the middle of the lecture hall.
"For you information, you will refer to me as Mr. Haurswie, and by nothing else. And welcome to Pokemon Battle Class."
Meanwhile Breloom was hording the Pokemon into the training set, where he expected all Pokemon to do their part. There were machinery and sets and everything for Pokemon of all kinds, so he shouldn't be hearing any complaints. Lileep waddled through the door with Swablu atop of her head-petal thing. The color drained from Swablu's face as she soon realized the Pokemon were going to what she dreaded most....exercise.