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Post by Etsuya Tanimoto on Aug 1, 2016 17:28:14 GMT -6
Etsuya chuckled as he watched the boy walk away. "Stubborn little mule, aren't you? That grande explanation only proves my point. But, I think you'll be alright." Etsuya shoved his hand deep into his pockets and began to walk toward the door. He stopped suddenly, when a pretty girl walked passed him. Turning on the balls of his feet, Etsuya followed her. I think you'll be alright, kid. |
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Post by Allura Araki on Sept 16, 2016 10:08:47 GMT -6
"New Friends Always Welcome" (continued):
Allura followed behind the two of them, feeling a bit too awkward to walk directly beside the two of them.
They got to the canteen and she looked around for a moment, not really knowing what she wanted, she spoke as an in general not really looking up, "So where are you guys headed to after this?"
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Post by Makino Tori on Sept 16, 2016 10:59:41 GMT -6
"Hakuda Training," Makino replied as she reached for the spoon for the sliced peaches. Makino looking Ryusuke's way when he started to grumble under his breath.
"What was that Ryu-kun?" Makino asked him looking back at the service line for her next choice as she thought to herself. Do I want soy sauce or not?
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 16, 2016 11:37:44 GMT -6
Ryusuke grabbed some peaches as well, "You know I'm highly intelligent and I'm not that talented at fighting," He slurped some of the peaches and went into thought, "I wonder who I'm gonna be partnered with. I heard Riku has been doing really well with Hakuda though."
He smirked at Allura, "So what class do you have after this? Hopefully not the same class, I don't want more people to see me get my ass kicked," His eyes were slightly disappointed in himself, "But I assume that it doesn't matter, maybe Makino will lose her spar too."
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Post by Allura Araki on Sept 16, 2016 11:45:24 GMT -6
Allura listened to him and got an amused smile, "Actually I do have the same class, I've managed to avoid being chosen so far... But it's okay. I'm awful at hand-to-hand anyways. I'm more of a distance person."
She thought to herself as she grabbed a few grapes and mandarin oranges. God I hope I'm not chosen, I don't want to embarrass myself that bad.
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 16, 2016 11:53:40 GMT -6
A smile grew across his face, "How bout I volunteer us to spar. It seems more of an even fight," He waved his hand, "You'd still kick my ass in general though. I'm a scientist, not a fighter," His words grew to a mumble, "Unless it is over Kido, then I'll blow anyone out of the water."
He looked over to Makino, "Other than sparring, what exactly do you think we are doing in there?" He grabbed more peaches and walked through the line quickly, "And where in the hell are the others?"
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Post by Makino Tori on Sept 16, 2016 12:43:37 GMT -6
Makino shrugged. "Not sure. Sensei never tells us what we are doing one day to the next. I just know everyday, I leave there with at least one or two new, bad, bruises. Mitsuo-kun and Etsu-kun need to stop going all out. Unless it is on one another they both want division Eleven. Then they can beat the heck out of one another."
After paying for her meal, she looked to Ryusuke who turned and started walking out toward the table. Makino stayed back until Allura had paid as well and was ready to move to a table as well.
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Post by Allura Araki on Sept 16, 2016 13:18:56 GMT -6
Allura paid for her food then went beside Makino and saw Ryusuke going to a table, she stayed beside Makino as they got to the table and she chose to sit across from her.
"The only reason it's such a relief to not be chosen is because I've seen what happens with everyone else." Allura shook her head and ate a grape, "I'm already bad at it, so it'd just be adding injury to insult." She paused for a moment then looked at Ryusuke, "but like you said, We're both pretty even on how awful we are at close combat."
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Post by Ryusuke Tanahashi on Sept 16, 2016 13:32:36 GMT -6
"Of course I'm correct, it is very rare to say the least that I am wrong about something. When it comes to Makino though, I do find her quite confusing more often than not. But that's for a different reason," Ryusuke chuckled and threw a grape at Makino, "Hopefully I'm not entirely bruised up, I have to get back to my dorm and finish an experiment I've been working on."
He chuckled with a smile, throwing some fruit into his mouth, "And Makino, I'd-" His voice stopped as he saw Sojiro, "Ichimaru is approaching."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Sept 16, 2016 13:53:12 GMT -6
A buzz started near the entrance as Sojiro walked into the canteen, but the reason wasn’t apparent until his father, Gin Ichimaru, appeared in the doorway. The hubbub soared to near deafening, but Sojiro didn’t pay the onlookers any attention, still deep in some kind of discussion with his father.
And Gin Ichimaru’s lips remained curled up into his signature smirk.
Sojiro folded his arms, about to mutter something curt, when the old woman who had taken over the calligraphy classes in Kuchiki's absence entered their bubble and started a long rant about the 'intruder'. Something about "an outrage," "panic," and "endangering students" as well as "disgrace to all good people." Sojiro honestly didn't catch it all.
But his father had a response for her and the guards behind her. "If the sight of me is enough to make them pee their pants, then they better stay in these playpens and keep dreaming about the outside." The woman gaped and then shook her finger. Gin snickered, waved to the group, and disappeared in a flash of shunpo.
Sojiro rolled his eyes and looked to the old woman. "I don't control him," he started firmly.
The woman huffed and turned her back on him. Sojiro moved forward when someone grabbed him by the back of his uniform. Another grabbed his arm. The bubble was broken and now he had the crowd to deal with.
"You're no better than he is, snake," someone hissed in his ear.
"Is he going to be staying around?" another person asked, voice torn between awe and fear.
"You know he won't help you here, right?"
Sojiro grabbed the wrist wrapped around his collar and twisted it to free himself, turning to look that culprit in the eye. "Do I need his help?" he asked, tone blunt. He caught another arm before it could replace the first. "And I am not his mind reader or his keeper. He was pardoned. That should be the end of it.
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Post by Makino Tori on Sept 16, 2016 14:05:47 GMT -6
Makino caught the grape shaking her head they popped it into her mouth. "I am not confusing." She grunted at him as she picked up a carrot stick and was about the take a bite when Ryusuke announced Sojiro was there. She turned seeing him standing with a man that looked just like him. His father?
Just then, the man vanished and students started attacking Sojiro. Makino growled and got up from her seat and walked quickly toward Sojiro and his attackers, as Sojiro grabbed the wrist of his newest attacker Makino swept the legs of another that went to help the others.
Before he could get up, a heavy foot planted in the center of his chest as dark haired boy grinned down at him. It was Mitsuo.
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Post by Mitsuo Hayashi on Sept 16, 2016 14:10:07 GMT -6
"When are you guys going to learn? Attacking my friends is only going to get your asses kicked." Mitsuo grinned at them.
The attackers stopped and looked at Mitsuo as he looked to them, then to Sojiro. "We can drag them outside if you want, Soji-kun." Mitsuo cracked his knuckles with a sinister grin spread across his face.
"I am always for a little warm up before Hakuda class."
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Post by Sojiro Ichimaru on Sept 16, 2016 14:24:17 GMT -6
Sojiro chuckled as he stood and fixed his shirt. “As tempting as that would be,” he murmured, “I’m not going to waste my time.” He paused and then folded his arms as his father had, wearing the same grin. Though his eyes were violet with irritation, not sky blue. “They really don’t have enough brain cells to spare for class and a beating here.”
As people fell silent, something flickered in Sojiro’s eyes. Moving forward again, he looped his arm around Makino’s, pulling her to his side, as he addressed the crowd again. “Stop wasting my time,” he snapped, “and prepare for the real enemy.”
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Post by Allura Araki on Sept 16, 2016 15:47:28 GMT -6
Allura watched as everything happened. She merely shook her head and thought to herself, 'This is one of the few reasons I stay out in the courtyard.'
She went back to eating, just letting everything continue as it is and not bothering to get involved.
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Post by Mitsuo Hayashi on Sept 16, 2016 16:42:17 GMT -6
The three walked over to the table where Ryusuke and the girl they were sitting with was seated. Mitsuo took a seat next to where Makino was sitting, Soji helping Makino back into her chair. Looking to the new person sitting at their table he then felt a light shove at his shoulder. He looked over to the culprit seeing Sojiro looking at him.
"What?" Mitsuo questioned.
"There are four other chairs at this table and you just so happen to sit next to Maki-chan? Why is that?"
Mitsuo chuckled and lifted from the chair. "Sorry I am still getting use to this." He walked around the table and sat down on the other side of Ryusuke as Sojiro sat down next to Makino. Again Mitsuo looked to the new person.
"You're Nakane, Nakane Allura, right?"
The girl nodded slowly at Mitsuo as she chewed her food remaining silent.
"I have you in a couple of my classes." He chuckled softly. "You're quiet in there too." He shifted in his seat. "Too quiet to be hanging out with this group."
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