<div align="center"><strong>Name:</strong> Vanessa Schroeder<br/><strong>Location:</strong> Standing near the stage at the beginning, walking to her Homeroom class at the end.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong> None, currently<br/><br/><em>A gentle murmur hummed through the courtyard as the students gathered and found seats.  The sun was beating down softly; it was neither too hot or cold.  The scent of the flowers hung lazily in the air of the early August morning.  The next school year was about to start for the Academy.</em></div><br/>The stage sat high in the courtyard; various seats set on it to keep the teachers in front of the eyes of the students.  An old, grizzled man stood with his hands wrapped firmly around the wood of the pedestal; grayed furrowed brows resting above narrowed green eyes.  After clearing his throat, he spoke aloud.<strong>"Welcome to those of you, who are new, to your first year at the Academy.  Welcome back to those of you who left for the summer. We are proud to announce that the Academy has added another field to the layout.  One for battling Pokemon when the arena is in use by trainers, classes, or teachers. May I remind you that battles are only to take place in the field or in the arena.  Anyone caught battling outside of these two areas will be severely reprimanded.  Pokemon are not toys; even when small, battling can be dangerous."</strong><br/><br/>There was a slight shift in his demeanor as a hand came to rest lightly at his back.<strong>"I would also like to remind you to be respectful to your teachers and fellow peers. As normal, the Male Dormitory is off limits to females. The Female Dormitory is off limits to males. May I remind you, boys, that trying to sneak in at night will most likely have you come face-to-face with Duncan the Nidoking?"</strong>There was a soft snigger from a few of the teachers and students; probably a memory of an earlier escapade.<strong>"For those of you that do not know Duncan; he is a very territorial and very protective Nidoking.  He does not take kindly to males. As normal, Gracelynne the Gardevoir will be keeping an eye on the dormitory during the day.  She is not a very kind Gardevoir.  Tux the Gallade still keeps an eye on the male dorms during the day.  Just because he's gentle and kind doesn't mean he'll allow young women to sneak past.  Keep in mind that he's still more than strong enough to pick you up and drag you away.  No one wants to see that. As usual; lights out is nine PM, unless stated otherwise.  If you see a student out of bed, please report them-- Unless they're wearing a "Ghost Badge."" </strong><br/><br/>As the older man drug on for what seemed like an eternity, Vanessa shifted lightly in her seat, crossing her arms over her chest.  A rather large and old Garchomp sat behind her, a scar covering his snout and his skin seeming fairly dulled from years passed. After what seemed like an hour, the old man motioned for Vanessa to stand.  Standing and dipping her head low, the Dragon Master made her way to the pedestal before looking over the crowd and offering a warm smile.  The Garchomp moved along with her, though with a limp.  He dipped his head as well.<strong>"We are glad to have you here, as the Headmaster has stated.  I am Vanessa Schroeder.  Not only do I teach your Biology classes; I'm also one of your disciplinary advisers.  The Garchomp to my side is Godric.  Though he is fairly old, he can still pack quite a punch.  Do not test me.  I will battle you. I will make you look weak in front of your classmates.  That being said; you should know where your Home Room is.  Report there when I release you.  You'll be assigned your class representative as well as your other classes there.  If you do not know where your home room is; please-- See me or another one of the faculty standing behind me.  If you do not have your "Ghost Badge" and you have a night class; please see me as soon as possible."</strong><br/><br/><div align="center"><em>With that, the students were released; some of the faculty heading off to meet their home room class.  The headmaster remained behind, his hands behind his back as he watched the students. Vanessa recalled Godric before taking a step off of the stage, looking around and greeting students.  After a few minutes of helping them and seeing most disperse, she made her way to meet her own Home Room.</em><br/></div>