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Ally just yawned and looked for something to do. "I still dont know where the others went off to, and I feel wickedly tired" Ally mumbled as she walked by Tailisu
Peter then entered Stacy's office. "Can I come in?" he asked.
Carey and Jason were in the cafeteria Jason was over by the omelet bar that had been set up for the students and was filling his plate. "What to choose," he said while looking around.
Dusza was doing what he normally did, and was meandering around the campus, gravitating towards any potential points of interest. He then managed to find Zaar, still putting up with the handcuffs that Jason gave him, and floated towards the demon. Zaar instinctively lunged at the phantom as soon as he saw him, but not only did he fail to draw his sword like he would've normally, but he fell flat on his face due to him not being able to use his arms.
Dusza gave a sardonic smirk. "Not so high and mighty now, are you?" he said, obviously enjoying Zaar's irritation.
Zaar's eyes started glowing with a blood-red light. "Get these things off."
Dusza laughed. "You honestly think that I was the one who put those on you? Honestly, I thought that you were smarter than that. My forms of magic are primitive at best. There are many others who have more advanced and complicated forms of powers than me."
Zaar then remembered another person who was able to use magic. Someone who was also fighting against him. "Jason..." he muttered to himself, and sulked back off, still mumbling.
Peter sat down on the bed and then planted a kiss on her. "Now do you know?"
Jason walked back to his and Carey's table while humming as he sat down and started eating his omelet with bacon bits and ham. "Itadakimasu," he nodded his head and started eating.
"I had already forgotten you had Japanese heritage," Carey nodded her head while eating.
"Wait what was I doing anyways?" Ally asked as she stopped walking. *Hmm* Ally thought as she looked up at the birds. "I wish I could fly" Ally said as she turned back around.
"Oh yeah I did. I just feel that I'm getting really lonely and bored. Look at us. Sitting in little office rooms and only coming out for a few hours to teach. I just miss everyone. You know what I mean. Everybody's so quiet and there like kids to me. They don't even speak to me. I gave them a lot of homework. Not one complaint. It's just wierd!"
Tailisu didn't noticed Ally walking past him as he was lost in thought., then he got an idea." I know!I'll go to the PokeFist stadium! I'll train and just maybe.. I can battle with someone!" He thought before walking to the stadium.
"It's because they liked it," Peter laughed. "They liked the lesson and they're doing it, trust me you'll hear plenty of complains when the deadline is up," he chuckled a little.
"Maybe spirit training would be better" Ally said while thinking. She nodded and started walking to the stadium too, but not noticing Tailisu. "He seems like someone worth battling" Ally whispered.
"That guys going down" Ally said while her Raichu sprit floated above her head. "Not yet" Ally whispeed to her sprit which receited back into her body. "This oughta be fun" Ally whispered before she walked next to the boy. "Hey you wanna battle?" she asked before realising who it was. "Teddy!?" Ally whispered. *Well this should be more victorious iffin I win this, maybe I'll get a kiss from my teddybear* Ally thought again while her eyelids drooped.
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