Tracey
Bathed by the prismatic lights of the screens around her, the azure haired woman slightly tilted her head up in curiosity. "Gym leaders," She spoke to herself as she lifted her body off of her makeshift throne. The way she carried exuded confidence in a gentle manner, not boastful but indeed sure of her self. Indeed, such a view of herself exhibited itself in the way she walked. It also applied to the way she stood, hips slightly cocked to the left with a fist on her hip and feet firmly planted. "Lead the way, gym leader," Her voice melted the air with its powerful presence as she extend her arm, allowing Altaria to perch on it. With Florence's powerful aura and Altaria's dandyism the duo exuded enough confidence to share with everyone else in the room.
Linda
Taking a moment to recompose herself from the confidence this woman and her cloud bird had, Reina soon went ahead and started walking to where they can possibly have a proper bit of fun."...Hm. Then follow. Me Miss Florence, if you so dare."She spoke in a surprisingly more cheerful tone as she went, her Mismagius floating by her. She seemed to sway a bit as she moved, not much in the way of beauty or grace from an outside perspective. Just a creepy young girl shambling along with a ghost by her side.
Tracey
Her lips curled into a smile and from then a small chuckle escaped. Florence's laugh was hearty in strength but refined and deep in its vocal tone. There was no doubt that she had dedicated her life to music. "Daring is what I do," She placed a hand over her chest as she kept walking behind Reina. Altaria followed closely, gently floating and bobbing through the air as if she were a boat on a sea of clouds. "Taria?" The winged cloud spoke up over Florence's shoulder, prompting the pop star to place an inquisitive, and rather analytical, finger on her chin. "Hmm," Her gaze washed over Reina, observing how she shambled. Her gaze had no scorn nor reprehension in it. Rather, it was a gaze of appreciation. "Yeah, she's good material for the villa. Good eye, Altaria." The cottony dragon was pleased with her trainer's agreement, knowing well that they had both been shunned for trying to be themselves in the past. With that said, it was refreshing to see a person being themselves, genuine in their stride. Well, shambling in actuality.

"This seems like your kinda place," Florence stopped, observing a dirt battlefield with various surrounding structures simulating ones found in abandoned buildings. Broken beams, walls with graffiti and writing all over them, and stairs that only led to open skies. Yet, there was a sense of artificiality to it all, obviously so. This was the Sigford family's island after all and there was no way those people would have an abandoned building. Nope, this was made with a purpose and that was to simulate an urban environment. A graffiti-laden biome for street punks and shambling ghost girls. "Shall we, miss Reina," Florence's hand lifted from her chest, gesturing towards the battlefield. Her voice had an air of respect with an edge that made it clear she was there to win but also have fun. There was no ill will nor judgments passed from her part. However, Altaria was busy judging the place. For a moment, the dragon had the eye of an interior designer, placing rugs and seats here and there. Yes, in her mind's eye she was making the place as fit for her trainer as possible. "Maybe I'm pampering you too much," Florence teased Altaria as she gave the bird a sweet kiss on her forehead. "Taria," She cooed, always pleased to receive reassurance from her friend.
Linda
She would stare around the battlefield once they had arrived, taking in the environment before she'd look back at Florence, soon speaking in a calm, yet cheerful tone.
"...It reminds me a bit of my hometown, yet it still feels... Alive..."She looked around, before she'd wander over and stand onto her end of the battle, gazing over to the elegant duo."...We shall then, Miss Florence."She didn't really have a drive to win, thrive, or dominate over the two besides having her share of fun.
Mismagius on the other hand, gave a sort of giggling sound before floating over and becoming invisible once more. While her trainer wanted to just have fun, the witch-like pokemon wanted to win, show off to the duo and show them a thing or two about 'grace'.
"...Will this merely be our partners... Or did you happen to bring a team, Miss Florence?"She said, readying herself and swaying some more.
Tracey
"Mismaguis over there looks like she's itching for a one on one," Florence leaned forward, suavely pointing at her opposition in a lighthearted tease. Cutting the act, Florence smoothly moved her keytar in place, its glistening keys and refined exterior ready to demonstrate its musical power. On closer inspection, one could see that the keytar had a keystone embedded, shining splendidly in a field of knobs and screens. On cue, a Rotom fashioned like an amp flew down, diligently placing itself next to Florence. Meanwhile, Altaria gently floated, flowing like the wind but eager like a beating sun. In her case, this was just another battle, another chance to make the queen of her heart proud. "Altaria," She cooed, bowing her head as a symbol of respect before the battle. "Your move, ghost girl," Florence spoke firmly, proudly playing the keys of her instrument to formulate a groove that would bring down the stars themselves.
Linda
"...Either way, I don't plan on holding anything back!"Reina said, soon enough giving a little mischevious grin, looking at the Rotom before looking at the Florence and Altaria. She went ahead and checked herself, before checking a bracelet of sorts she had, with a cracked screen. She giggled and hopped a bit, pointing to the two as Mismagius reappeared and disappeared continuously before appearing in front of her trainer, giving a small cackle, playfully giving a bow in return, a small puff of mist coming from her.
"I'm ready when you are, miss contest star!"She swayed slowly before striking a small pose out to try and be playful.