Revolutionary Cupcakes
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- Posted: Mon, 28 Nov 2011 22:46:23 +0000
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Mizore ★ Ayanokonji
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Mizore had been observing the ongoing battle between the students and the beast within the trees. She so desperately wanted to take part in this slaying activity, but there are times where she preferred to keep her distance to avoid any complications. To think that she had just arrived to the school, expecting to meet lovely students doing nothing but conversing with each other, heading to class or basically doing their own little activity - but no, she did not come to meet those standards. Instead she saw a small group of them participating to slay the creature with their own magic abilities. Interesting, indeed it was, but when she said she wanted to attend to the school simply for some fun adventure she did not mean THIS type of adventure. Do things like this occur regularly around here? Seeing as the beast had been successfully slayed in no time flat it almost looks like everyone was too used to these small events occurring from time to time. When the beast had collapsed on the ground with an ear piercing thud, Mizore smirked slyly, enjoying the mere sight of a living thing get killed by teenagers. ' At least they killed it before it caused any more chaos. They could have slayed it sooner.. ", the ice girl pointed out, jumping off from the tree branch she had stood on, landing on a hand and a knee. She rose to her feet then proceeded to brush the dirt off of her dress. " If these sort of things are going to happen regularly then I might as well be prepared. At least watching it kept me occupied and entertained. ". Mizore flipped a lock of her gray colored hair over her shoulder, letting out a yawn. She whipped around, heading back in the direction of the school before the temperature increases too much for her to handle. Though she did have to admit, it did feel a bit cool in the trees. Maybe the lovely shade blocked some of the torturing rays of sunlight. As her high heeled boots kicked up clouds of dust, Mizore hummed silently to herself. " Since my entertainment package had been killed, NOW what should I do.. ?"