It was never hard to notice Taaryn, but today he at least looked simi-professional. He had his black hair pulled back for the occasion and a pair of rose colored sunglasses covered his eyes, which were a swirl of green and grey. He was dressed as well as any of his classmates had ever seen: His well starched black button up long sleeved shirt that was tucked into a new looking pair of dress slacks covering the top of his hiking boots was a stark contrast to his usual T-shirt and casual pants. Dress shoes had<strong>never</strong>been his thing.<br/><br/>He first spotted the Giovanni girl, being tormented by Gary. He couldn't help but grin a bit. He'd always liked Gary, and kept an eye on him during their time at the academy, even if they rarely actually spoke. Gary was, well, different. Taaryn felt like he probably needed a little help, especially in dealing with other people. After Contessa excused herself, he noticed Faith as she called out to Gary. Always seemed to have her nose in the books, doesn't she realize there is more to being a trainer than analysis?<br/><br/>Of course he'd studied hard as well, but for him, the idea of forming a bond with his very own 'Pokemon' was more than some scientific formula or statistical analysis. It meant having an ally that was<strong>always</strong>there for him. Someone he could count on. While he had lots of acquaintances, he had always been the one everyone else counted on, but he had yet to find someone he could place that faith into. That's what this opportunity was to him.<br/><br/>Noting that Contessa was obviously occupied and hearing Faith call to Gary, he decided to head in her direction, hoping to talk with the two of them. "Faith" he called as he began to walk.