Jiselle sat in the auditorium, listening to everything the headmaster had said. Ghost Badge? This was Jiselle's first year here, and she didn't have a single clue what a 'Ghost Badge' was, or even through his description, what it allowed. So, no night walks around the campus, no sneaking into the boy's dorm to chat, and no battling outside the approved areas, seemed like a fairly simple set of rules to her. She looked about at the people in the auditorium, trying to pick out the returning students from the first timers. They were fairly easy to spot, because all the new students looked kind of like Jiselle. Happy to be here. All the boys and girls with droll looks on their faces... they had all heard this speech before and were completely sick of it by now. Jiselle, along with the other first years, listened, however, and listened well. At her sides sat a single Pokeball, inside was a Carvanah she was proud to call her own.<br/><br/>Her father, ever the Fish Pokemon 'expert', had told her it was a female Carvanha. She couldn't remember his reasonings for this deduction. Based on this statement by her father, she had named her Carvanha Iltzie. She wasn't here really to learn, she was here to prove she<em>could</em>be the best trainer she could be. She didn't want to give into her mother's prenotion that women couldn't train pokemon. 'Just because you failed, mom, doesn't mean I will' had always been her rebuttle. As the woman prattled on about the rules more, she took off the stage as everyone got up. Standing and turning, Jiselle ran head-long into someone, both of them sent tumbling to the ground.<br/><br/>"Oh! Oh, I'm terribly sorry!" She spouted arbitrarily standing.