[Jezebel Ivaskov]

Who in the world am I?
Ah, that's the great puzzle.

Finally: a trainer.

An officially set one, at least. Since coming back to America, she hadn't exactly been paired up with any specific one. Just a few switching in and out to help her while the pairing went on. She hadn't exactly been back for very long yet, so that was understandable. Still, it was wonderful news that she'd actually gotten someone who was going to stick.

There was only a hint of trepidation running through her as she headed for the training rooms. There always was the possibility that she might not get along with whomever she was paired with. Personalities clashing, first impressions going wrong, that sort of thing.

More than anything, however, she was excited. She was determined to try her best in both training and first impressions. Whether or not she'd succeed was...debatable. Only one way to find out.

Eventually she got to the room she'd been told about. Poking her head in, she glanced around for this supposed new trainer of hers. "Hello? I'm supposed to be meeting someone here." She announced.

Natalie Arazi ―

by sixsmith.

[Natalie Arazi]

With a few years under he belt at training, it was deemed time for Natalie to branch out from training only those with animal based powers. Thus far, it had been a success, her first student being a shy boy. However, the file she was handed for her newest student made the trainer a little nervous. She was older, and transferring schools. It meant she was already used to someone else training her at a different institution. How would she compare? The cold nose of a German Shepard pressing against her arm reminded her not to let such thoughts eat away at her.

She sat on the floor of a training room, which really appeared as if it were like any normal school classroom. Both of her dogs accompanied her, and they remained close as she kept her gaze fixated down on a book. When they smelt a new presence in the air, her eyes darted up. A wide smile spread across her features as Nat pushed herself up to stand.

"Yes! Hello! You must be Jezebel." Nat took a few steps forward, extending a hand to the girl. "I'm Natalie, your new trainer."

[Jezebel Ivaskov]

Who in the world am I?
Ah, that's the great puzzle.

That was her trainer? Jez got one look before blue eyes went wide. The kind smile on the woman's face, coupled with her friendly demeanor, helped shake her out of it though.

Smile back in place, she finished entering the room and took the proffered hand with a firm shake. "It's wonderful to meet you, Ms. Natalie!" She replied, thick accent carrying over. Intimidated as she'd initially been, the woman seemed kind so far. Plus she was going to be the girl's trainer, so she ought to get over that fast. "I'm so excited about get-"

The sentence cut off abruptly when she finally caught sight of the woman's canine companions. The next word transformed into a gasp as Jez dropped the other's hand. "Oh. Are...are those your dogs?" Trying to contain the excitement in her voice was like trying to halt a flooding river. Her eyes had immediately lit up. Already the urge to drop everything and pet one of them made her fingers twitch. However, that was rude. She was raised better. Or at least had enough self control to turn her attention back towards the one she was supposed to be focusing on to tentatively ask: "I-Is it alright if I could pet them? They're gorgeous!"

Natalie Arazi ―

by sixsmith.

[Natalie Arazi]

Natalie offered a gentle shake of her hand, glad to see the bright smile that was returned to her. She seemed eager, and for that the trainer was grateful. Her hands fell to her sides, smile widening with her own excitement to get started, but it seemed the girl couldn't get the sentence out before her attention was grabbed elsewhere. Natalie didn't need to look to know the two dogs were now standing, tails wagging at the sight of a new person who seemed interested in meeting them.

She let out a light laugh, kneeling down in perfect timing for her two dogs to come forward. "Yes of course. They're very friendly," she explained, putting a hand on both their heads before letting them drop to her lap to let Jezebel pet them. "This is Oz." She gestured to the smaller mixed dog. "And Jodie." The German Shepard. "I almost always have them with me, so I'm glad to hear you like dogs."