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 Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:20 pm
Jun blushed, not expecting him to question her whereabouts. She tucked a wayward wisp of hair behind her ear and gave him a sheepish grin.
"Well...if you must know... The Crafts Club is holding a meeting to discuss what will be sold at the Midori Festival and what materials we need."
Ok, so when she had graduated from the school she had never officially withdrawn from from the Crafts Club...so she was now, as Dean, still served as president od said Crafts Club. So she had managed to keep this bit of knowlege from Akimoto over the past eight plus years. So what.
"hai, hai, I'll stop pass your room," she hurried on her eyes not meeting his. "Arigato for breakfast, I never would have gotten away from my desk before lunch at the earliest. And how long do you plan on keeping classes on hiatus. I hope you plan to resume on Monday, or Tama-sama is going to be most displeased."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 10:33 pm
"So you're still advising the Crafts Club after all this time. You know, I used to love the little plushy animals you used to make me. I won't hassle you about it, I know how you love your crafts. And yes, classes will resume on Monday, as per usual. No need to get my a** reamed out by her after the weekend."
Akimoto leaned foreward, angling his head to try and meet her eyes. "Jun, you have nothing at all to be embarrassed about. Truthfully, I'll help you if you'd like me to. I'm not too good with art, but I can do the manual labor if needed." He reached out to her and brushed her cheek, trying to get her full attention again. "It's okay if you say no, I'm not going to be mad."
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 11:13 pm
"We'll see, Aki, we'll see." Jun shook her head primly. "Quite a few members of the Crafts Club are the timid sort, whereas you are the intimidating sort. Nerves and needles don't mix, ne? I can't have the half the club out of commission from bleeding half to death of puncture wounds."
"Oi, be a lamb and take these trays with you, Domo arigato, Aki-kun." She blew him a kiss as she made her way behind he desk. Bumping the mouse her monitor screen began to glow as the monitor came back to life. Back to work, or she'd be working through lunch next.
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Posted: Sun May 28, 2006 11:27 pm
"Hai hai, I know I can clear a room with my attitude at times. Well, if there is anything you need help with that won't involve me scaring off your members, just give me a call, I'll be there ASAP."
Akimoto stacked the plates and glasses on one tray and slid the other tray beneath it. He picked them up and turned back with a smile. "I'll catch up with you later, ne?" He grabbed the knob and opened the door, leaving Jun's office with a smile plastered across his face.
"I take it your meeting was pleasant with Dean Yuromeshi. You seem to be in very good spirits for the day." Betty blushed a bit as she spoke to him. She had known about the two of them fro their time as students. Had Jun not taken the position and remained a teacher, she and Akimoto would probably still be together today.
Akimoto turned his attention to Betty not trying to hide the grin across his face. "Everything was great Betty, let me take that empty glass for you." He reached down, grabbed the glass and put it on the tray. "Well, you have a nice day Betty."
He turned and walked out of the office. He took the route to the cafeteria, peeking into the doors only to put his trays on a can and then off to the student store.
=======> Student Store
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 5:01 pm
---------> Auditorium
Miko made her way to the counter and waved at the secretary typing behind her.
"Oi, oi, obasan, I need to change my schedule, ne?" Miko rested her chin atopp the counter, her fingertips curling over the edge. She sighed, blowing pink wisps of hair upward.
"Obasan?" Bettey recoiled at the word, then narrowed her eyes in obvious disapproval. She snatched up a heavy looking book from the edge of her desk before rising to her feet. She moved from behind her desk with surprising speed for someone of her age and slammed the book onto the counter, right on top of Miko's fingers. Miko yelped in pain, snatching her hands back as she jumped away from the counter.
"Brat, you'd better learn to ask better than that. I've had it up to my ears with you rude little punks."
Miko, rubbed her reddened fingers with her other hand, clutching the offenened limb close to her chest. "Gomene, sheeeesh," Miko pouted, looking as though she might cry. "Oba---er---um...young miss, may I change my schedule...onegai." She couldn't stop herself from making a face, she didn't even realize she was doing it. The secretary smirked.
"Good enough...for now. Be glad all you have are some sore fingers instead of a sore neck, ne?" She slid a stack of papers she snatched from the filing cabinet across the counter to the girl then returned to her desk as though nothing had happened.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 7:37 pm
========> from Auditorium
Ayumi shook with fear at the sound of the secratary's voice. Her hands clutched around Nyas's pants leg as she tried to keep herself out of the old womans line of sight.
"Nyas-sama, I....I really don't like it here....When are we going back to the dorm?" He voice was barely a whisper, but she hoped Nyas had heard her. If only the assembly hadn't happen, she might not feel so bad.
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 8:27 pm
Nyas gave the secretary an evil look, and probably would have said some sort of smartass remark if it weren't for Ayumi clinging to her like that.
"Ee, I know, kid. As soon as we finish up here, we'll get you outta here. Hopefully this won't take all day. After that assembly s**t, I am not in the mood to get shocked."
No, it wasn't the pain of the shocks that bothered her. But at the moment, she was willing to bend to the rules. For now, at least.
"Neko-chan, so, you're joining my classes, ne? Or do we just need to get you out of math?"
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Posted: Wed May 31, 2006 10:25 pm
Miko looked up from the forms she was filling out, lowering herself down from her tip toes. Stupid high a** counter.
"Hai, I can match up mine with yours...well except English. Do you take English? There's a sub there at the moment, but I still like it. It's fun learning another language, ne?" She stood back on tip toe finishing filling out her old schedule and posing her pens over the classes she intened to change to. "Ok, so I have English at 11.... Nyas-sama, do you have your schedule memorized? Maybe you should fill out this part for me, since I dunno your scedule..." She lowered herself to her heels once more, extending the pen to Nyas.
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 7:22 pm
Miko gave a yelp as the clocktower bell sounded throughout the campus.
"Ack! I gotta go to class!" She slid the completed forms towards the secretary, who was paying her no mind.
"All finished obas---I mean, nice young lady. And you have a super great day, ne?" She wondered just how much English the old lady knew, but decided against testing the fact as she picked up the handle to her wheeled suitcase.
"I'll see you at lunch, Nyas-sama! Kohai-chan, you better get to class to, ne? Ja ne!" The girl was gone in a pink blur, wheeled suitcase squeaking behind her as she ran down the hallway.
----------------->Art class
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Posted: Fri Jun 02, 2006 7:44 pm
Ayumi's eyes opened wide as she heard Miko's warning about class. "Oi, Sempai. I have english, I forgot." Ayumi released Nyas's shirt and bowed to the girl. "Arigatoo Nyas-sama, I hope to see you at lunch too."
She turned and ran out of the office, trying to avoid the secretary. 'I didn't even notice the shocks. I know Yuromeshi-san said it would be mild, but that was like a massage.'
========> to World History
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Posted: Mon Jun 12, 2006 12:22 am
---> From courtyard
Kiria took in a deep breath when she was at the door. She then slowly opened the door and walked in towards the secretary and bowed.
"E...Excuse me. What can i help you with today" Kiria said.
when she first came here for the job almost a jear ago, she was very nervous if she would do it right each time. But now she was more familiar with everything and wasn't nervous about it anymore.
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 12:25 am
Kiria scrabbled the things she had done on a little note and putted that on the desk since the seccretary had rushed of for some matters
The seccretary would probably be happy to know that all the files where now in alphabetical order and that the floor and desk where cleaned up.
She smiled slightly as she looked at what she had done and then turned around and walked away.
Her class started...
----> Music Theory
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 11:58 pm
---> From chemistry
When Kiria and Shuriku approached the door she letted out a sigh.
She didnn't wanted to be so troublesome to others. She wanted to just walk away but when she looked at Shuriku she knocked on the door and opened it.
"Shuriku and sensei are right" She said to herself.
"I have to tell about this matter, or else i will always be a trouble for others."
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 2:09 am
Betty was just beginning to gather up her belongings, preparing to leave soon when Kiria made her unexpected appearance. The older woman looked to the clock in confusion, then to her watch. Despite her best efforts she had began to develope a sort of affection for the young girl who had gotten the student job of secretarial assitannt. She was dilligent and helpful, and a sweet kid, to boot.
"Kiria-san, what are you doing here? you don't work now do you? Is something the matter, dear?"
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 4:25 pm
----->Hallways
Koroji walked up to the secretary. "Sumimasen, Is Hitsaguya-san in her office? I was wondering if I could have a small word with her." He stood there with his hands in his pockets waiting. He needed more information on this whole thing about the Festival. He honestly didn't know if any of the staff knew at all.
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