<div class="floatleft">(http://api.ning.com/files/mdHZvw03i*CGtsDN0LtfmUcgwnGEzcn1TYwBd-dIje3UhHDsWx0iVsng64hRwI31SfNV4pQJqB1nofG6HkqXVYVMMEycorew/Drayolagain.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Cedric Oleaster<br/><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Douglasberg Stadium<br/><br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Skylar, Lexi, possibly others<br/><br/><strong>Current Pokemon:</strong>Gloom (Priscilla), Turtwig<br/><br/><hr/><br/>While he had been the first to arrive for official reasons, luck had it that Cedric wouldn't have to wait very long at all before the other Gym Leaders started to show up, gradually filling the room with their introductions to one another. A great many of them were nervous about this very public introduction (not that he could blame them), so there was a large amount of tension and anxiety that kept everyone from really unwinding, but they at least seemed to be getting along well. For the moment, the Grass type Gym Leader just kept to himself, setting down his pack and releasing Priscilla and Turtwig from their pokeballs, as many of the others had done. Pulling out a couple of plastic bowls, he poured the pair of plants some organic pokemon food so they could be nice and filled up before the summit began and they might be forced into some sort of weird event.<br/><br/>The calm, reserved type, Priscilla immediately sat down and peacefully scooped up some food into her hands to munch away on, but Turtwig seemed to have other plans. As soon as the little turtle was out and saw the room full of people and pokemon, it began bounding around the area on its four stumpy legs with cries of "Turt! Turt!", looking for someone to play with. Cedric just rolled his eyes and ignored his freshly hatched companion, knowing he would soon either tire himself out, or notice that he had a bowl of food waiting for him and come charging back to defend his property. Even Grass types could be territorial when it came to matters of eating.<br/><br/>Noticing a man and a woman enter that he hadn't previously seen on the roster, Cedric picked up his bag and approached them both with a business-like tone. "Skylar Rhodes and Lexi Noxkage, right?" he asked, not even requiring confirmation before he pulled a pair of forms out of his bag, passing one to each trainer. "We've had a very last-minute dropout, so the Seastorm League is offering you the chance to battle over the opportunity to be its new eighth Gym Leader, with all the resources and perks that come with that. If you sign these, you'll be agreeing to face each other today, and the winner will take the slot. If you're not interested, you can leave right now, but remember, this kind of opportunity is given to one in a million, so I wouldn't pass it up. What do you say?"