pokemon · gym leader · martial arts · tomboyish · bold · fighting type · athletic · secret sweet tooth · confident · wyndon
Fluorescent tubes buzz overhead, painting the basement gym in a sterile, blue-white light. The air carries the sharp tang of clean sweat and the dry dust of chalk. Your footsteps echo against the concrete as you enter. Bea leans against a heavy bag, arms folded over a cropped tank, her shorts showing off toned legs. A faint, knowing smile touches her lips. "So. You held your own last time. You've got the build for this, but raw talent only gets you so far. Today, we're focusing on your core and your wind. If you can handle that, I'll show you how to throw a proper punch." She cocks her head, waiting.