Reynolds
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North Building, Lobby
Students had been passing through the lobby, alone or more frequently in twos and threes, for a few hours now. While each of the three class buildings generally had their own unique courses decided upon by the various teachers, this was one assignment they all shared. Now that a few weeks had passed and the students felt a bit more comfortable at the school, it was time to select a student council. Each class needed a class president and representative, and one student from each class would also be selected to assist at the North Building. The final nominees had yet to be determined, and the small size of each class only made the usual popularity contest these things devolved into more obvious.
So, it was time for the students to meet and greet, plead their cases and nominate their friends. Or enemies. Somehow, even with the limited number of positions available, almost everyone seemed to be up for at least one position. Whether they wanted the extra attention or not. The students from the East and West found themselves bumping into each other again in the lobby, as a rather loud girl with glasses attempted to badger Yuu into agreeing to vote for her, while Kunio found another rugby player trying to convince him to rope William into joining his campaign. At some point Hashimoto-sensei had received three anonymous nominations for 'the alien' as class president, and was trying to explain the concept to Zoia, while Sarena stood off by herself, trying to disappear. Until she was bowled over and knocked to the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going, freak!" "Yeah, watch it!" The familiar voices of the twin Neko troublemakers were easy to make out, as they berated the Nepleslian. The person who'd knocked Sarena over loomed above her, silent for the moment. "You'd better apologize!" "Yeah, don't you know who you're messing with?" The twins popped up on either side of the taller figure, who seemed to be a Neko as well. Strangely, she was almost as tall as the Nepleslian, and bulkier than the average Neko, although still inhumanly lean and athletic. She was wearing a gakuran, with the jacket open to reveal white bandages covering her torso, including a substantial bust.
As the standing figure finally turned her cold, menacing stare towards Sarena, it was suddenly rather easy to recognize that derisive sneer. The twins had fallen in with the school's resident girl gang, led by none other than the Vermilion Bird of the South herself, second year student and Type 33A Nekovalkyrja, Piano Mezzo Forte. The first year student had a moment to realize her footwear was also not quite standard, as some sort of pointed boot was lifted towards Sarena's head.
"Bakayaro!"
Students had been passing through the lobby, alone or more frequently in twos and threes, for a few hours now. While each of the three class buildings generally had their own unique courses decided upon by the various teachers, this was one assignment they all shared. Now that a few weeks had passed and the students felt a bit more comfortable at the school, it was time to select a student council. Each class needed a class president and representative, and one student from each class would also be selected to assist at the North Building. The final nominees had yet to be determined, and the small size of each class only made the usual popularity contest these things devolved into more obvious.
So, it was time for the students to meet and greet, plead their cases and nominate their friends. Or enemies. Somehow, even with the limited number of positions available, almost everyone seemed to be up for at least one position. Whether they wanted the extra attention or not. The students from the East and West found themselves bumping into each other again in the lobby, as a rather loud girl with glasses attempted to badger Yuu into agreeing to vote for her, while Kunio found another rugby player trying to convince him to rope William into joining his campaign. At some point Hashimoto-sensei had received three anonymous nominations for 'the alien' as class president, and was trying to explain the concept to Zoia, while Sarena stood off by herself, trying to disappear. Until she was bowled over and knocked to the ground.
"Hey, watch where you're going, freak!" "Yeah, watch it!" The familiar voices of the twin Neko troublemakers were easy to make out, as they berated the Nepleslian. The person who'd knocked Sarena over loomed above her, silent for the moment. "You'd better apologize!" "Yeah, don't you know who you're messing with?" The twins popped up on either side of the taller figure, who seemed to be a Neko as well. Strangely, she was almost as tall as the Nepleslian, and bulkier than the average Neko, although still inhumanly lean and athletic. She was wearing a gakuran, with the jacket open to reveal white bandages covering her torso, including a substantial bust.
As the standing figure finally turned her cold, menacing stare towards Sarena, it was suddenly rather easy to recognize that derisive sneer. The twins had fallen in with the school's resident girl gang, led by none other than the Vermilion Bird of the South herself, second year student and Type 33A Nekovalkyrja, Piano Mezzo Forte. The first year student had a moment to realize her footwear was also not quite standard, as some sort of pointed boot was lifted towards Sarena's head.
"Bakayaro!"