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Kingston nodded happily at Matt's input, but froze when Nemeth reached for the Pokeballs. "Here? Oh- we're not going to get kicked out are we?" He had never seen a Pokemon battle in the tower's atrium before. Then he realized who he was sitting with, and blushed. "Wait- nevermind... haha alright, give me just a sec." Kingston released Croconaw and Haunter from their Pokeballs and gave them a pep talk. "Haunter, you're opening up. I'm pretty confident that you'll do a great job. I'm going to leave most of the decisions to you, but you know what to do, so that shouldn't be a problem." The Ghost Poison Pokemon floated about stiffly. "Haunt..."

Kingston turned to Croconaw. "And as for you. I know you have a type advantage, but don't let that bring your guard down. Fight your hardest, no matter what."

He walked behind both of them and gave them a final nod. "We're looking for a really good match here, you two, regardless of the outcome. Nothing more, nothing less." Kingston returned Croconaw and folded his arms, feeling the excitement rise up again. He felt the eyes on their match, and knew that this battle would be good for him and his team's reputation- unless he lost catastrophically, of course.

He observed Cinder for a couple of seconds before he looked over at Matt, wondering if the Elite Four Member would initiate and referee the match as before.