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Cecile Madhukar is the Njoty gym leader and responsible for the Path Badge. She specialises in Bug and Poison pokémon.
Personality
Out of all gymleaders, Cecile is possibly the most unassuming. She's inherited the Njoty pokégym from her family and thus can't claim to a life-altering experience from Taqnateh, and she doesn't - emotionally - understand what the big deal is. The gym circuit is nothing she spends much time with, and each time someone comes to her about it, she perceives it as something of an intrusion and tries to deal with it as quickly as possible to get it over with.
Despite this, she's not unfriendly toward trainers, excepting perhaps an initial wariness - she doesn't really understand why anyone would want to do the gym circuit, so their motivations seem foreign to her - and reflex irritation, and is as cordial as her opponents' personalities allow for.
Appearance
She's clad in the black of the night, with an almost skeletal thinness, and black, slightly spikey, but nearly shoulder-length hair, and eyes that seem almost purple, but are actually blue.
Pokémon
Opinions
Cecile has no real opinion about Taqnateh and Jagdish Tsukinaka - his personality is as foreign to her as that of regular pokémon trainers and her tactic of dealing with such things is to simply ignore them. She'll listen to his instruction and that of the legendary Council, but has been known to ask frustrating questions about them, or generally arguing as if a bit oblivious to the position she's in (which is to say, relatively powerless).
She strongly dislikes Dakarai N'Sehla for the way he fought in her gym while doing his gym circuit, and the tales she's heard from the other gym leaders and Council ruling have certainly done nothing to warm her heart to him.
Descriptions from Sessions
Collected from N'Sehla:
Cecile shifts to a rise, grey eyes sparkling with that very fire that so often seems to give them colour. A moment's hesitance passes, before she's slid her left hand's thumb into one belt loop, right dangling beside her.
Cecile's steps come roughly matched by Dakarai's sure stride, his fingers wrapped around the straps of his rucksack, the nervousness from earlier entirely invisible in his demeanour. “How may I help you?” Cecile's smile appears on her face with almost practised ease, though her eyes retain that feel of scrutiny.
Confirmation received, Cecile slides her gaze back to Dakarai, almost up past her eyebrows. It's been a while since she's actually made use of the Path gym as an actual gym. Of course, there was something disturbing about that - better not be a trend. Grimace inward only, her lips are instead tugged by a marketing smile. “I do.” Head inclined, she adds, as if to have her part not be quite so brief and in after-thought: “Do you need time to prepare?”
What a bizarre individual - that glint to the eyes was familiar on some level of abstraction. Determination. Few people came around that had such a resolute air about them. Cecile's frown now appears, creasing her lips, though it is more one of being perplexed now. “Well then…” She hesitates with the gesture, a touch taken aback; then she points her hand flatly toward the door side end of the area. As if in emphasis, the Spinarak finally finds its way out of the doors, a fleck of motion. “Dual battle style, total of four,” she informs. “I'll give you a gesture when you may call your pokémon,” she nods as if acknowledging the veracity of her recitation, gaze a touch distant, even as she demonstrates the gesture, before she catches herself again. “Please take your spot.”