The Pokemon League of Sinnoh Elite Academy Trainer graduates are the movers and shakers of the Pokemon World. Few gym leaders, Elites, and frontier brains have earned their position without a certification from an Elite Academy. After receiving your acceptance letter to Sinnoh Elite Academy, it’s your turn to be the very best, like no one ever was.
Elite Academy is a statless, literate Pokemon college role play. Students are limited to one Pokemon at the start and may gain more as they progress. We strive to create a literate, collaborative, creative environment where people respect one another and have fun.
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Post by Lazarus Emmanuel on Apr 13, 2019 5:44:15 GMT
Eyes heavy, with a remarkably dull expression. An old hoodie, jeans with holes and shoes that were still a bit grimy was all he needed to wear out. Sitting on a bench, Lazarus was enjoying himself; teetering on the edge of the waking world and sleep was how he liked to live his life. The mall he found himself in was loud and especially obnoxious today; if this weren't his first rodeo, he would have gone home already, but routine often wins out.
It was, however, tempting to nod off. Even before the crushing academy schedule, Lazarus was a lethargic being, low energy and great tiredness rolled into one person. Whipping out his phone, he took note of the time. He was early, somehow, but he was fine just staring off into space, the loud conversation and amiable people turning into an ambiance of sorts. The only thing that could make this better would be a milkshake, but he'd have to get up for one of those. Oh well, that's the price of comfort.
Still, he wondered where they were. He wasn't that early. Usually, they made it seem to him that he was late, but maybe they'd been pulling the wool over his eyes. Nah, that requires too much energy to pull off. They'd show up in a minute or so.
Wait, this is where he was supposed to meet them, right? Of course it was, it had to be.
Leah stepped foot through the large sliding doors of the building, taking in the ambient atmosphere of the mall...one that was all too familiar to her. After all, she had grown up in Hearthome, and she knew every square inch of the shopping complex like the back of her hand. Often times, mother would take her shopping for new contest clothes here, but she was always in such a rush from one store to another. It was exhausting. But she wasn't here to shop for necessities with her darling mother like usual; She was here to spend time with her rather...unique college friends. Unique in the best ways possible, of course.
Leah began to stride through the mall, holding herself high as she went towards their usual meeting spot, glancing at the time on her phone. So maybe she was running a few minutes later than usual. Fine. She needed those few extra minutes to make sure her outfit was perfect, as they all should be. What if she stumbled across her soulmate, or her one true love? The thought of not being presentable seemed absolutely unfathomable! She straightened out the skirt of her yellow, polka-dotted dress to ensure there were no wrinkles, and adjusted the sleeves on her bolero to make sure it laid absolutely perfectly upon her before she spotted a familiar individual.
There he was; Even within a mall as busy and crowded as Hearthome's, Leah could recognize that dozy countenance of Laz's anywhere. She made her way over to the bench hosting the sleepy twenty-one year old, gliding seamlessly through the crowds and throngs of shoppers.
"Hey there, Laz-y!" The surprisingly energetic girl plopped herself down on the bench next to the sleepy boy, her ginger pigtails swaying back and forth in rhythm. "Bet you missed me, huh?" There was almost a cocky tone to her voice as she playfully elbowed Lazarus in the side, a smirk crossing her face. "You don't need to answer; I know you did." She let her legs dangle from the bench as she chuckled.
"So Connor's the last of us to show, huh?" Leah crossed her arms across her body as her eyes scanned the mall, trying to catch sight of the tall individual. He usually wasn't too hard to spot within a crowd. "That's odd, considering how it's usually you, Laz." She let out another laugh before adding on a tag. "Though, knowing him, he's probably found another victim to toy with."