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Post by James Wharton on Aug 6, 2014 0:51:28 GMT
Praise Arceus, there weren't any more notes to write. Next time he was definitely going to bring his labtop to class in order to take notes, because writing all that much information by hand was tiring. And after all of it his hand would hurt, like it did now. Now, making his way towards the back of the class he watched as various eggs began to move and hatch. It was quite an interesting sight, and made him really wonder as to how successful one would be if they became a breeder. Those thoughts were quickly pushed to the side however, as now the teacher was addressing him and some other students. He simply listened to Miss Brennan as she spoke, certainly glad now that he'd participated so much in the class. For now, he was handed a Shinx. It looked so darn cute, but also so darn bewildered by the whole sight of the classroom.
With the hatchling in his arms now he waited for the teacher to finish handing out the eggs before making his way up to her. Currently he was hoping to get those notes she had told him he could pick up at the end of class, along with some information as to what he should do with his new little friend. Should he put it in his, or her, Pokeball right away? Or should he let it roam a bit before placing it in a Pokeball of sorts? He just had a few questions, or at least a few as of the moment. Hopefully he wouldn't come up with too many that would annoy the teacher.
Notes | Claimed the Shinx.
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Post by Crispin Yates on Aug 14, 2014 20:10:49 GMT
Just like the last class, Crispin silently went followed the rest of class and claimed the egg he was given. It was black with white markings, though he couldn't place it's origin at the time. The details of this class floated around his head making it spin, and he was glad he had written it all down to review later. He made a little personal challenge for himself, deciding he would see if he couldn't place all of his Pokemon in their respective egg groups without any help. Perhaps the next class he would give his assumptions to Ms. Brennan to go over to see if he was right. Smiling and thanking the teacher, he took the egg and left the room.
Claimed the Gothita egg and left class.
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Post by Deirdre Brennan on Aug 14, 2014 20:52:22 GMT
As the final students claimed their eggs, Deirdre finally closed the closed door and locked it behind her. That was it for this class, once again, and her mind was already running over with ideas for the next one. Still, she noticed that there were still some stragglers left behind, and Deirdre was slightly baffled. Either she did something right to make them want to ask more questions, or something wrong to make them need to ask more questions. She was still new to teaching others in this form, rather than just training those who worked at her breeding center to do what needed to be done. Still, there were students to teach and things to get done.
Class Two End For those who wanted to stay after class with Ms. Brennan, there is a thread here. All who came to this class or the one before it are welcome to come to it; although there won't be any further rewards, it's still a nice little social thread! Yay for plot building.
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