[attr="class","spiral"] Weeks of personal lessons and general training culminate into an eventual graduation brought on by a pressing need for the councilman to take up the mantle left behind by freya morningstar's untimely incapacitation. With Olivia Abbiati's transition from Gym Leader into Council member, Fernando can feel his priorities scramble in anticipation of the vacuum of power. A new figure in a political office is always succeeded by their ideology and actions that reflect their promotion in power. While the position may fit her expertise better, he can't help but be wary considering their encounter and her disposition toward her responsibilities as Gym Leader. His own inquires toward the Crown cement his assessment on the Abbiati and the idea of pacifying Sootopolis crosses his mind.

He chalks it up to his third bottle of sake and allows the warmth of the bath to put him to ease. Unlike with francie myrtle, there's no need to don a less abrasive persona when in public. His request to privatize the bath had been granted for today and the particular spring he was visiting was no longer open to the public. Only someone with a recognizable title would be able to reverse the request and strong arm the owner's into allowing them entry.

"Tch."

A wooden tray floats beside him. Several bottles of sake, some already drained of their contents, sit atop a stained white cloth that protects the wood from any spillage. He fills another ceramic cup before taking it down in one eager gulp. In disgust, he sighs, setting the cup back onto the tray as he sits nestled onto the opposite side of the entrance, against the rim of the bath.