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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 5:30 pm
Eyes still wide, Elizabeth fought to bring her gaze away from the student on the floor to look at the woman who stood in front of her. "Um. I was just wondering if I could get directions to my room, so I can change into my uniform. I wanted to find my room and uniform to avoid being punished if possible. If it's too much trouble for you to give me directions, I can go find it myself..." She glanced back at the student on the floor, hand going up to rub her collar lightly. The envelope in her other hand was shaking in fear. "Um. I was also wondering about the rules here.....but if that's too much trouble also, I guess I can figure them out for myself."
(edited: no tiny text, it's in the rules. heart Ambi)
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 5:55 pm
Otama crossed her arms, tapping her index finger aginst her arm.
"Your room number is on the back of your cardkey, and there is a map of the school in your envelope that i see you crushing there. As for rules, that can wait until tomorrow. " the woman glanced at the bejeweled watch around her wrist. "It's after 11, you new students really should get to your rooms before curfew. It is safe to say you will not like the repercussions for breaking curfew. You do not have to stay in your rooms, but you must stay on your designated floors.
She nudged Osaka with the pointed toe of her shoe, poking him in the ribs. "Do you hear me, Kimimaru-kun? I had better not find you are using your appearance to sneak into the girl's dorm after hours. You woulnd't be the first to have tried, just as you are not our first androgynous student." She lowered her arms to her sides, smoothing out her skirt. "If that is all, children, do be on your way."
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 6:02 pm
Koroji swiftly walked into the office, stopping dead as he noticed what had happened. "Oh, Hitsuga-san, so very sorry to intrude late, but I needed to check my mailbox. Is everything alright here?"
He looked at the two students. "Would you like me to escort them to their Dorm rooms?" His tone was polite and percise, he used no kind of tone, especialy not with the headmistriss. He honestly would, if asked, take both of the children to their rooms.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 6:14 pm
((i order you both to hurry up so we can skip to the next day, peoples are sleepin and yall are sposed to be in ur dorms!!!! XD))
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 6:33 pm
Elizabeth immediately loosens her clutch on the envelope. "I'm sorry ma'am. I wasn't thinking about the map or my room number on the back of my key." She looks down, truly sorry.
As the teacher walked into the office and started talking, she jumped, startled. "That's not necessary sir. I was just disoriented from my sleep. I can find my room myself. Thank you for offering." She started to walk out of the office, but when she got to the door, she remembered herself, turned back to the teacher and headmistress, bowing deeply. Outside of the door, she studies the map intently, and walks down the hallway in the direction of the dorms.
---> Hallway
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 7:03 pm
"Hi Hi, Koroji," Otama replied warmly. "Well it seems the young lady is a resourceful sort. Our small friend here, on the other hands, seems to have a bit of trouble recovering from his...ahem...demonstration." SHe nudged Osaka again with her shoes. "Perhaps you can help him to his room."
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 7:24 pm
He acknowledged the girl who was leaving, politely. He turned to Miss Otama, nodding politely as she spoke. "Yes Ma'am, I would be happy to."
He stepped over to the... "Um, pardon, me ma'am, but you did say, 'his,' correct?" This puzzled him greatly, but he wouldn't dare say that she had misspoken. He was a new kid on the block and tenure was not in his court.
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 8:16 pm
The Headmistress chuckled, raising a hand to her muth.
"Hai, his room. Do not let the pretty face fool you, Kimimaru-kun is indeed of the male persuasion." She tucked a lock of hair behind her ear, titlting her head with a cheerful smile. "It happenes. Kids today are very liberated, ne?"
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 8:24 pm
"Um, yes ma'am." He said this as he checked his mailbox. "Rats... Nothing. Sorry, Ma'am, I was hoping to recieve a letter from an old teacher of mine. He was always very good about bolstering the music program. I thought he might be able to help us with ours." He smiled, but he then remembered how late it was.
"Anyways, I shall take him to 'his' room." He picked up the student ID. "Ah, B-11. Very well. Well that won't be so bad. I'll take him to his room. Goodnight, Hitsuga-san. Tomorrow is another excellant day for knowledge and reform, ne?" He chuckled softly, picking up the small boy, bowing to the headmistress and strolling out towards the male dormitories.
-----------> Male Dorms(B-11)
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Posted: Sat Apr 22, 2006 8:51 pm
"Good night, Koroji,"
Otama turned around to close and lock her office door. She sighed, realizing she still had not had dinner. Oh well, perhaps she would go to the Student Union. The Adult Swim would be starting soon, she could grab a bite there. SHe then left the Main Office, locking that door behind he as well. Better would open it when she returned at 6 AM.
--------> Hallways
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 12:48 pm
---> From the Band Room
Walking into the main office, Elizabeth walks up to the counter again. "I was wondering about the rules here, and I was wondering if I could change my schedule." She hesitantly asked the secretary. "Nagenami-sensi recruited me for the band and his music theory class, and I wanted to change my schedule so I didn't get in trouble for not being in class." Elizabeth sets her books, schedule and map up on the counter, waiting patiently for a response from the secretary.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 1:38 pm
The incessant clickety-click of the secretary's fingers abruptly stopped as the woman lifted her fingers from the keyborad of her computer. She glared at the teenager over the rim of her glasses, and sighed wearlily.
"You again? You are just full of problems, aren't you?" The woman grumbled as she climbed from behind her desk. She gave the girl a distateful glare as she made her way to the filing cabinet, pulling out a tiny stack of forms. She slapped them on the counter in front of the Elizabeth.
"FIll these out if you wish to rearrange your class schedule. You only get one change per grading term, so choose wisely, you won't be permitted to do it again. Are we finished? GOod." The older woman turned her back on the teen without awaiting a response and slid behind her desk. Clickety-click. Clicket-click, it was as if Elizabeth had never entered the office.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 1:46 pm
Elizabeth looks at the papers, and fills them out as quickly as possible. She put in the request to change her Phys. Ed. class to Music Theory. When she was done, she stacked the papers neatly. "I changed what I needed to. What should I do with these forms now?" Nervously she touched the collar around her neck, as has become a habit since she's come here.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 1:49 pm
The secretary and Elizabeth could hear a loud knock and a boy opened the door and slowly walked in.
Looking at his face they could judge he was around the 15-17 years old. "Excuse me miss, but could you help me out a little?" He didn't looked her in the eyes as he knew that that would sometimes would be seen as a rude gesture...and because he was afraid she would see what he was.
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Posted: Sun Apr 23, 2006 1:58 pm
Elizabeth turned to look at the boy who entered. Her hand was still lightly rubbing her collar as she studied the boy in front of her. "I don't think I could be much help to you, as it's only my second day here. Maybe the secretary here could help you...." Elizabeth turned back to look at the secretary, seeing if there was an answer to her question about what to do with the papers.
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