((Had this all typed up yesterday and then the wifi started acting up right when I hit 'post'. Whee!))<br/><br/>Edison sat stiffly through the introductory speeches, taking careful note of the rules. This was his first year at the Academy, and perhaps more importantly, his first extended period outside of Saffron City. Hoenn failed to feel as different from Kanto as he might have expected, but he was sure he would find a way to get over the lack of convenient drama in the landscape. What was very different was the Academy itself, at least from the Silph Co building and apartments he was so used to. There was a huge number of people his own age and even younger, and a sense of disorder even among the heavily scheduled academic regimens. Edison was confident in his abilities to do well academically, but he wanted to be as certain as possible that he didn't accidentally trip up in some other way. He was, as far as he was concerned, highly unlikely to partake in any activity that would be construed as rulebreaking, but one of the many things his parents had taught him was to not assume. Assuming without checking lead to chemical explosions and specially-bred lab-Rattata running rampant through the building.<br/><br/>As the assembly ended, he stood and began making his way to homeroom, sparing one last look at the Biology teacher's powerful Garchomp. Despite -or maybe because of- its age, it looked quite imposing. The beast was no Fighting type of course, but there was a sense of power there to be respected, beyond simple respect for authority. If at all possible, Edison would have to see the Garchomp in action. All of the teacher's Pokemon, really, but it sounded as if Miss Schroedinger might be more involved in the day to day aspects of student life than the others.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><em><strong>Edison Stuebeck<br/>Location:</strong> Homeroom<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong> Mikki, Durge, open</em><br/><br/>Edison double-checked his schedule, tucking the binder containing it and his notes under one arm before entering. The room was a bit smaller than he had expected, given the number of students attending the Academy. He supposed it would be better to deliver announcements and such here than in one of the larger lecture halls, but it felt very... informal. Still, this was an internationally renowned institution. They had to know what they were doing. And... there was already someone making a scene. What exactly her issue was with the other student, Edison didn't pretend to know, but it sounded rather personal.<br/><br/>"Ah, excuse me miss," he said in his usual, low voice. "Please pardon my intrusion. However, this sounds like something you may not want addressed quite so publicly..."