kyouhdaniel
TakaiOokami
Christine.Tremaine
The immature little b***h who stuck her head in the classroom for a bit of grade school teasing was fortunate Christine wasn't Angela, else Christine would have chased her down and slammed her face repeatedly into the wall until there was nothing recognizably Human about it. Christine, however, was much more refined. She simply raised an eyebrow and made note of the odd hair color and the hideous little pug face, and filed it away for future use.
It seemed some little girl who thought she was still in kindergarten might need to have her throat slit while she was sleeping. Or, perhaps, just a few poisonous snakes slipped under her pillow one night. Perhaps a little bit of both. Christine marked the girl down as someone who would definitely not be surviving the school year due to an inevitable accident of some kind, and turned to Timothy with a pleasant smile.
"Please ignore that. I personally don't see anything wrong with a teacher and a student having a friendly conversation." She sat on the teacher's desk and crossed her legs, watching Timothy for a moment. A prefect? That could be useful.
"So you say you 'saved' my sister? In that case I certainly owe you a debt of gratitude. If you don't mind my asking, what exactly happened that you needed to save her?"
