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 Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 11:08 pm
A large oak counter seperates the secretary's desk and the filing cabinets that surrounded it from a row of chairs that lined the wall. To the left of the secretary's desk lied the Dean's office. To the right lies the Headmistress' office.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 6:38 pm
Gwen opened the door and confidently stepped up to the secretary's desk. "Uh, hi, I'd like to report a theft..." she said brightly. "You see, I had this lighter, in my bag, it's about this big." she said gesturing with her hands. "It has a pirate flag on it too. It's VERY important to me, and I need it back as soon as possible..."she said. "I think one of the people who brought me here probably took it as a precaution, but you see, it's broken, it's empty, and there's no flint, and the wheel doesn't move, but it's lucky...so I REALLY need it back..." She smiled at the secretary.
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Posted: Thu Apr 13, 2006 8:19 pm
The secretary looked up from her typing to snort at the girl who seemed to want her attention.
"It was not stolen it was confiscated. Lighters are not permitted for students at Midori Kaizen. If it's broken it's really of no use to you anyway, now is it dearie?" She continued her typing, obviously done with the conversation.
"I recommend you hurry along to your room and get in uniform, young lady. I can only pretend not to notice for so long."
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Posted: Fri Apr 14, 2006 5:49 am
"If it's broken it's really of no use to you either!" She retorted, before taking her leave. She didn't want to get in too much trouble the first day. She'd try again tomarrow...
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Posted: Wed Apr 19, 2006 6:41 pm
He was still in the outfit he was 'shiped' here in, a pair of rather baggy pants and an old and wore out white sleeveless shirt. He shyly made his was up to the desk of the secretary and says softly. "Yes, please do excuse me...but I was requested to meet with the Head Mistress...I am not already in trouble am I now?" He tilted his head a bit with a small puzzled look "Oh, and if you need it, my name is Osaka Kimimaru."
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 2:23 pm
 Otama Hitsuga slipped out of the door leading into her office, tucking a lock of sea green hair behind her ear. Crossing her arms in front of her she leaned against the doorframe and smiled at the student across the counter. "Kimimaru-san, so glad you made it." She raised a hand, beckoning the boy towards her office. "Please, come inside. I feel it best to discuss a few matter before you get into you Matrimony routine, ne?" The woman's demeanor was deceptively warm. She was well-practiced with giving off an outwardly calm and friendly---almost motherly--demeanor. Few knew the way her mind really worked. "Hurry along now...do not tarry, I haven't all night."
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 3:47 pm
He gave her a small smile, but what was ment to be a warm smile came out a bit...creepy. "Oh no, It is I that should be thanking y'all for having me." His eyes always seemed to say cool, and calm, regaurdless of what the rest of him seemed to be feeling. " Bows a bit in respect "I'm sorry, I didnt mean ta dally" He moves into her office very quietly, not many a student handle this all so well.
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Posted: Thu Apr 20, 2006 3:55 pm
Otama smirked as she closed the office door behind herself. Her heels made no sound as they sank into the carpet while she circled around her desk. Lowering herself regally to the over-sized leather chair, she gifted the teen with a thin smile. "So, I trust we can dismiss the small talk, ne? You've come a bit later than I anticipated, and I have yet to have my supper. Have a bit of an adverse reaction in Admissions? You seem a delicate sort....physically at least." Her cool blue eyes scanned the pretty boy up and down appraisingly. A neatly manicured finger touched a thick manilla folder atop her immaculate desk. "Though your file leads me to believe otherwise. I trust we'll not be having any of those sorts of troubles here, now will we? We do not tolerate that sort of thing."
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 12:13 am
He snorted a bit, a childish manor of laugh followed along with his reply "Trouble? Oh heavens no, I aint here to get in trouble, I just wanna learn the error of my past so I can become productive." His tone was not sarcastic, but to come out and just say everything she wanted to hear like that was more than just a lie, or making a fool or her, it was a flat out slap in her face. Yet, because of the way he acted, and the words he chose, this was more of a poperly stated challage than it was an attempt to upset her. A dare to see it what this school does will work on him, after all, he was up for a little fun.
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 5:06 pm
Otama's eyes narrowed, and they glittered dangerously.
"You had best not be mocking me, Kimimimaru-san.... I do not take such an offense lightly. " Using her index finger to push her glasses higher up on her nose, she cleared her throat.
"I do not play games. If you want to play, I suggest you go out and make friends with your fellow classmates, for it seems you will be with us for quite some time. I merely wanted to meet you face to face, and let you know personally that your previous shenanigans will not be abided in Midori Kaizen. Now....Have you any questions for me? If not, you may show yourself out."
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Posted: Fri Apr 21, 2006 10:31 pm
His face showed a look of hurt. "Oh I think you miss understand me, as do most. I'm not here to 'play games'. I am here FROM playin games." He giggles a bit and smirked "Oh but you are very much right...I should go out...and make some friends..." He was about to turn away, but stoped and looked over his shoulder to her, and this is what makes his cold eyes famous where he is from. For not, the rest of his face also looked coldly over his shoulder to her as his now monotone voice spoke. "Oh I do have one question...do you know what it's like to peal the skin off a person and toss it to a pack of stray dogs out in the street? That's all" He turns away and makes his way to the door slowly.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 1:42 pm
Otama sighed wearily, slipping a tiny remote from the breast pocket of her blazer. She tilted her head slightly as she pointed it in the direction of the retreating boy. She smirked as she watched the pretty boy's reations.
"No, I haven't. Now I have a question for you," Her thumb had not moved from the button, sending voltz of electricity coursing through the new student. "Have you ever electrocuted a recalcitrant child until their eyeballs dry up and whither within their skulls and turn their brain to soup? I have....mor than once. Unless you'd like to be on the receiving end of such attention, I suggest you mind your tongue when speaking to me. "
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 3:05 pm
Quietly, Elizabeth opens up the door to the office and walks to the counter, hesitantly touching the collar around her neck, holding the envelope with her letter, ID number, schedule and school map. "Um, excuse me, but could you tell me where my room is?" Still touching her collar, Elizabeth looks at the secretary directly while asking her question, but her eyes and manner are shy and quiet. "If it's too much trouble, I guess I could walk around and try to find it, but I don't want to be late for anything."
Hearing noise and speech coming from the room to her right, she looks over and sees a boy writhing from a shock. The hand that was touching her collar moves to cover her surprised mouth. She almost drops her envelope to go over to the boy, but comes to her senses quicky and remembers elementary school lessons about electricity and shocks. Instead she just stands there, staring at the scene before her, scared to death.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 4:59 pm
Otama rose from her desk, quietly circling around and approaching the fallen child. She looked beyond him, to the secretary boredly eating an apple at her desk.
"You may go, Betty. I will lock up after I finish with our new arrivals." the Headmistress replied pleasantly. The secretary nodded her head and, picking up her purse slipped from behind her desk. She stepped past the horrified girl with nary a glance as she walked around the desk and left the Main Office for the night.
Otama smiled to the girl, finally releasing the button of the remote in her hand and slipping it back into her jacket pocket.
"Good evening young lady, can I be of some assitance to you? Due to your lack of uniform I trust you are new and lost....or desperate for punishment." Her smile broadened, not the least bit perterbed by the possiblity of having to shock another student already.
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