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"I'm okay..." she said after awhile.
"Hm..." she said while thinking about Lehana's suggestions.
"The andriod scares me so that's not an option for me. I don't want to upset the headmaster, but we should use that as a last resort. I guess asking teachers would be the best option, but where would we find one? Ahh! Not another problem to think over!" she exclaimed.
"I don't think I would ever skip any class if it cannot be helped. I wonder if there are any teachers nearby." She looked in all directions for anyone who at least resembled a teacher. Her first attempt was not succesful nor her second. Camilla started to get frustrated.
"Where are the teachers!?" she shouted at the top of her lungs. Normally, Camilla would keep her cool, but she was worried that if she didn't get her schedule, she wouldn't get to her classes, which would make her absent in all of them, resulting to suspension or, even worse, she'd be kicked out!
'I can't get kicked out! I was hoping to hone my healing abilities here! No!' as she thought this, her expression was a dead giveaway that she was worrying about something.

Hana bent her head down and touched her forehead with her ring,middle, and index fingers, doing her best to think.
Her head shot up and she smiled at Camilla. "I got it!
"Before my wings started to grow, I went to a public school. There was a main office where you could get things like class schedules. Maybe there's one here. Only problem is we'd have to find it..." She said glancing around.
She sighed and rested against the tree. "And get lost... Knowing me."

"Yeah!" Camilla said in full agreement.
"The main office!... But I too am not good with directions... We need to ask someone!" declared Camilla. Her brow furrowed again.
"Where do we start looking for the main office? Why is this so hard!?" she shouted at no one. Camilla pouted and paced a little, frequently mummuring, "Complicated school." and "I wish I could figure this out...".

Camilla nodded in agreement.
"Uperclassmen it is, then!" she exclaimed.
"You want to lead the way!" she said to Lehana, extending her arm.

((Sorry that it's so short but I'm at a loss of words...))

Falsely thinking that she was being ignored by the teacher, Julia returned to the pair; the clumsy teacher and the hotheadded student. A cloud of smoke escaped her lips in a thin, expanding stream as she returned to them.

"I would be glad to help you," he calmly said as he averted himself from the other student. The girl seemed to avert herself as well, giving a bidding a faint greeting.

Julia couldn't help but notice though how the two were reacting somewhat strangely to her. What? Is something wrong with my breath? A pause as she scrutinized their expressions for a moment. Well, I AM kinda smoking, she realized as she noticed the ciggarette hanging from her lips. Upon further inspection, her eyes were giving her readings indicating massed photons [light] building on the instructor's eyes. With a glance, she just noticed that the light was reflecting off the surface of her right arm and straight into his eyes!

"Oh," she exclaimed albeit flatly, "My apologies. This is shining straight into you eyes isn't it." Julia promtly adjusted her arm such that it was shining into some other kids' eyes across the courtyard. Heh, heh, heh...

"The shooting range is that way, past the training hall," He began to converse, "Do you have any luggage you would like me to carry for you?"

Over Julia's shoulder was merely a small shoulder bag which had an amount of ammunition and couple changes of clothing. Julia responded plainly, "I think that I'll manage..." As she did, she lightly tugged on the shoulder strap to readjust the bag, producing mettalic noises of pistol magazines (NOT CALLED CLIPS!) and spare parts for her arm.

With that, she inhaled another breathful of smoke and awaited. "Well, wouldn't it be nice if we had you as our instructor, eh?" She paused a moment to exhale. "Well, I don't think any of us have properly introduced ourselves. I'll start: either of you can call me Julia." With that, she extended her right hand as to shake hands and seal a greeting. It couldn't hurt to be nice occasionally...

((Sorry. Was out for the weekend))

Ria gave an easy smile and gently touched his shoulder as he bowed. "Don't bow Meero. We don't need to do that here. People here are a bit more lax than most back at wherever you came from. We're all friends here. I'm assuming your new of course. That was your mother who dropped you off right? Well, yeah but I've been here for a few months or so. If you like I can show you around."

Seyla Edit (moderator): Please don't use quotes in your rps! It takes up space and stretches out the page, thankyou

Kira's eyes scanned the tall iron gates in front of her new high school, her feelings of apprehension were overwhelming. The quiet girl had spent almost her entire life in private schools and the idea of meeting so many people here was almost overwhelming. Though nervous and timid by nature, Kira knew this was a step she had to take.

Her parents wanted her to come here and develop her fencing skills along with her currently dormant magical ability. Plus, she knew she needed to branch out from her boring lifestyle and face new experiences. In fact, the one time she really didn't feel nervous was in battle. For some reason, ever since Kira started fencing, she didn't feel nervous fighting. Maybe she just needed to find something like it for everything else.

With a sigh, she set down her backpack and fencing equipment and took a determined step forward, placing a small hand upon the gate and gripped one of the bars tightly. She pushed gently on the gate to open it with a creaking sound announcing her arrival. Then, picking up her stuff, she walked inside and took a look around. Almost immediately, a female android walked over with a smile upon her face.

"Welcome to Ria High School, please show me your acceptance letter so I may give you your student ID." She said.

Kira fumbled through her bags, looking rather flustered. Finally, she pulled out the necessary paperwork and showed it to the android. The first stage was over and the girl felt a weight lifted off her shoulders. Now she was free to explore her new school.

Rayan allowed his arm to relax and drop to his side now that the light no longer glaring in his eyes. The girl with the metal arm declined Rayan's offer of carrying her bags, but did step towards him with an outstretched hand. Rayan clasped his hand to it and returned her a firm shake. He flashed her a slight smile at her comment about the possibility of him being her teacher.

"Rayan Stiger," he returned, "in case you didn't hear my name already. I don't teach gunmanship here, but I am an expert in that field. If you want, we could go to the range sometime. I could even tutor you."

Rayan turned his head for a moment to look at the first girl. Either she's a spacy type and isn't hearing me, or she's ignoring the both of us... He waved his hand at her to get her attention.

"Anybody home?" he asked. When she still did not reply, Rayan shrugged and shook his head. "You need an answering machine or something..."