Lucille
Alba had taken her seat, blended amongst the council of ghastly figures that painted the fog with pillars of shadow. "Oh, that looks like so much fun," She accompanied her delight with small muted claps. Her words carried genuine warmth and a sense of eagerness to join the dance herself. Her head cocked slightly to the left as her eyes narrowed, compelled by her delighted state. "What's your name, dear?" Alba gifted the dancing duo a smile, one that pierced the cold veil of fog with its warmth. 

Next to the beacon of warmth was Dulcinea, a distinctively uncharismatic Gardevoir whose body carried blue hues. Her arms remained crossed, a symbol of how her opinions remained exclusive to her mind alone.
Jorge
Reina would dance along with her Mismagius, holding her frontmost robes like hands as they waltzed among the mist. Soon enough, the ragged gym leader would hear the voice of another, causing her to flinch a tiny bit. She would look towards the voice, soon meeting the smile and gaze of Alba and her Gardevoir. A contrast of first impressions, to say the least.

"???...O-oh... Well... I am Reina, I am from Dorimay... T-This is my partner, Mismagius."She was not familiar with such a warmth, so it took her a bit to adjust to Alba's presence."...Who are you?''
She said as her Mismagius just looked at Dulcinea from top to bottom, soon letting out a bit of a mischievous chuckle.
Lucille
Alba drew a hand over her mouth as an entrancing giggle rose from the depths of her chest. She found herself quaintly amused, for Reina reminded Alba of her more mousy students. Alba loved subverting their expectations by playing along with the intimidating headmistress role before offering them sweets and a terrible mom joke. "A pleasure to meet you, Miss Reina," Alba drew her hand away from her mouth, letting it rest gently over her thigh, "My name is Alba, and this is my partner, Dulcinea," She motioned towards Gardevoir. At that point, Gardevoir had reduced her presence to that of two orange orbs peering from the fog.
Jorge
"H-Huh?...Woah... U-Uhmm... Mrs. Alba?...Nice to meetcha! The rest of my team are around here! And don't eat Tropius' berries!"Reina said, soon calming, but then exciting herself over the fact that she may have a new friend, that is an adult and purdy, and might help her out with looks. She smiled as her Mismagius merely gazed to Dulcinea, chuckling once more as the rest of her team made themselves present:
A Chandelure wearing a pink scarf, gifted to her by an elder.
A Gourgeist as big as can be, floating around with Chan and inspecting Dulcinea.
A Dusknoir, merely floating behind Reina and glaring towards the other two in a rather menacing manner. Seems like he was the adult of the group.
And then, a heavy stomp, as a Tropius leaned over Alba and her Gardevoir, gazing to them a moment. This Tropius was... Different. For one, it had no wings to fly with, and instead, a coat of violet leaves as if fur. And instead of its beard of tasty fruit, there were reddish berries with gray spots scattered around them. Compared to its counterpart, these were extremely harmful to people and Pokemon.
And finally, left behind by father, was a Gengar which floated around the small group, leaving behind mist and fog as it moved, although oddly enough, with a pure white coat of fur? Whatever Gengar has- Either way, it seemed fuzzier, with glowing cyan eyes and a tail of the same color. It had a calmer, but yet still rather mischievous look to it.
Lucille
"You're all so lovely!" Alba's joyous exclamation came with a new wave of warmth, for her smile became as radiant as it could be. Giggles of excitement adorned small fabric muted claps. "Such a powerful team too, and that Gengar," The woman swooned, placing a hand over her forehead. Reina's Gengar reminded Alba of the many plush toys that she collected as a hobby. 

The woman was so enamored by this new type of Gengar that she couldn't help but hop over to its side. "Oh, Reina, may I please take a picture with Gengar?" She inquired while she already held the pokemon in her arms like an actual plush toy. Dulcinea, used to her partner's enthusiasm, used her psychic ability to float a camera over to her.
Jorge
Gengar was surprised to be held- But didn't really mind, considering Reina does it to sleep some nights.
Reina would watch, then soon nod to Alba, soon sitting and smiling as she watched them."Of course! Although I-I thought you'd be more... Spooked-"She said, sticking her tongue out while soon deciding to try and hold the camera, as to take the picture for them."Hm... Oh! Can I take a picture with Dulcinea? She looks different from the Gardevoir I've seen!"

This variant of Gengar felt pretty much like a big plushie, which let out a trail and puffs of fog around itself. This was its natural Ability at the works, which made Reina's gym one to be cautious of.
Lucille
"Spooked?" Alba cocked her head and pouted playfully after taking the picture. A small giggle escaped her as she gently released Gengar. "There's nothing get spooked by here, alma mia," The woman spoke with sincerity, for her empathy allowed her to see beyond the trivialization that most people brought upon the ghostly creatures. Alba ran her hands over Tropious leaves, although what made contact was the soft fabric that concealed them. "Well," She pondered as she continued lovingly petting the leaf-covered creature. "Do you mind, Dulci?" She asked with overbearing sweetness, to which Dulcinea responded with a shrug. Reluctantly, Dulcinea struck an arm-crossed pose next to Reina. It appeared that Dulcinea was the type of Gardevoir that preferred coolness over elegance. "Oh, you both look so lovely," Alba chimed in, reading her camera to take the fated picture.
Jorge
"There isn't? Usually, most are scared of getting anywhere near me!"Reina said as she would go ahead and get up in a bit of a hop, striking a pose alongside Dulcinea, her half-mask shaking some from her movements. She did her best too look at least a bit scary, yet graceful- although strangely enough, her mask shivered, then popped right off before the picture would be taken, revealing her rather... Well, less than appealing scars and condition.
Reina didn't take much notice yet, smiling as she looked to Alba.
Tropius would gaze to Alba, not minding much about being touched. It would soon stand behind Alba, lowering itself before laying on the ground for now, watching.