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Mihara Ririka - Gym grounds --> Japanese fortress 4th floor
Ririka had no reasonable reply to Ei-chan's comment about suffering being as sweet as oinarisans, though she felt a little bit insulted. Just a little. Though the need for a reply was removed as the three teachers arrived.
Of the three she felt a slight affinity towards Urushima-sensei, she loved the cheerful nature of the teacher a lot, making her tempted to call the teacher 'Uru-chan', though she did that only in her mind. She had the expected amount of respect for Shinohara, but wasn't the most inclined towards feeling anything more towards the sports-minded teacher other than wondering is Shinohara-sensei had been the sports ace in her younger years. But Mizuno Naomi in the other hand... Fear. If Ririka actually feared anyone then it would've been the Mizuno twins. Now it was unlikely for her to do anything too overt. At least in front of the teachers.
The greatest disappointment of all came when she got picked out to run away. Her expression fell and the teary-eyed expression was a sight to see as the huge unspoken 'why' was easily seen. Transforming it went with a great flourish.
Ink-black ribbons wrapped around her in the most seductive manner from head to toe before disappating and revealing a mid-thigh purple yukata. One black ribbon remained and turned into the obi, as it tightened the yukata slid down her shoulders and paused mid-shoulder, giving the whole thing a a daring look. Reaching up in the ink cloud she pulled out her paintbrush making the remaining inky vapor fall down on her to become the socks, sandals and kanzashi in her ponytail.
Running off she jumped high and entered the second floor window, finding the stairs she headed up two more floors until she heard Ei-chan's manical laughter. "Oh crap." Finding a room to hide in she quickly calmed down and turned silent, a surprising thing for someone as playful as her. It would most likely not last.
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Moriyama Kureha - gym grounds -> Japanese fortress, second floor
She had reached the gym grounds and stretched out in record time. She subtly grimaced as Shinohara-sensei was revealed to be the teacher for the second years, now she had to suffer through watching that green-haired sports idiot Midori being a puppy dog for the teacher. Ugh, as if being in the same class wasn't enough...
She was also a bit disappointed with it not being Mizuno-sensei who was going to teach them. She had heard, from a source she wasn't exactly proud of having (read: Makoto), that both the Mizuno twins could turn their magical essence into a protective layer more effective than most shields. She had tried doing the same a few times over the break but she was left exhausted when she tried it on her own. Would she even be able to work up the courage to ask for pointers when she wanted a managerial job in an agency and not as an active agent?
Being chosed as a part of the defensive team she didn't mind. Maybe she could work on her defensive capabilities at the same time? Being able to dodge effectively was a useful thing in more ways than one. Though irked she would have to dodge Midori and not be able to strike back, she transformed, letting it come to her with ease.
Her transformation was simple, clouds of sand enveloped her, changing her outfit to her dark-brown tunic, reaching mid-thigh and sans sleeves. As the cloud of sand slowly fell to the ground her hair got tied in a braid, a circlet, milky-white, materialized on her forehead. A cuirass wrapped around her torso, covering her upper torso until just below her breasts. A belt tied itself around her waist with a small hoop to hold her sword when she called it, a pair of fingerless gauntlets covered her hands up to her elbows and knee-high boots laced themselves up. All items but circlet and tunic were silvery grey, giving her the image of a valkyrie, a warrior maiden.
Running off she was tempted to use Rock Wall to vault herself up to the roof, but it was originally a defensive magic, one she used for more than just defense. Turning the corner she found an open window out of sighed and jumped up to it, vaulting herself inside. "Hmm... I should probably take up gymnastics in the summer..." Muttering to herself she started to look for a good place to hide at the second floor. Hearing one of the third years shout she shuddered, hoping she wouldn't meet that troublesome senpai.
Ririka had no reasonable reply to Ei-chan's comment about suffering being as sweet as oinarisans, though she felt a little bit insulted. Just a little. Though the need for a reply was removed as the three teachers arrived.
Of the three she felt a slight affinity towards Urushima-sensei, she loved the cheerful nature of the teacher a lot, making her tempted to call the teacher 'Uru-chan', though she did that only in her mind. She had the expected amount of respect for Shinohara, but wasn't the most inclined towards feeling anything more towards the sports-minded teacher other than wondering is Shinohara-sensei had been the sports ace in her younger years. But Mizuno Naomi in the other hand... Fear. If Ririka actually feared anyone then it would've been the Mizuno twins. Now it was unlikely for her to do anything too overt. At least in front of the teachers.
The greatest disappointment of all came when she got picked out to run away. Her expression fell and the teary-eyed expression was a sight to see as the huge unspoken 'why' was easily seen. Transforming it went with a great flourish.
Ink-black ribbons wrapped around her in the most seductive manner from head to toe before disappating and revealing a mid-thigh purple yukata. One black ribbon remained and turned into the obi, as it tightened the yukata slid down her shoulders and paused mid-shoulder, giving the whole thing a a daring look. Reaching up in the ink cloud she pulled out her paintbrush making the remaining inky vapor fall down on her to become the socks, sandals and kanzashi in her ponytail.
Running off she jumped high and entered the second floor window, finding the stairs she headed up two more floors until she heard Ei-chan's manical laughter. "Oh crap." Finding a room to hide in she quickly calmed down and turned silent, a surprising thing for someone as playful as her. It would most likely not last.
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Moriyama Kureha - gym grounds -> Japanese fortress, second floor
She had reached the gym grounds and stretched out in record time. She subtly grimaced as Shinohara-sensei was revealed to be the teacher for the second years, now she had to suffer through watching that green-haired sports idiot Midori being a puppy dog for the teacher. Ugh, as if being in the same class wasn't enough...
She was also a bit disappointed with it not being Mizuno-sensei who was going to teach them. She had heard, from a source she wasn't exactly proud of having (read: Makoto), that both the Mizuno twins could turn their magical essence into a protective layer more effective than most shields. She had tried doing the same a few times over the break but she was left exhausted when she tried it on her own. Would she even be able to work up the courage to ask for pointers when she wanted a managerial job in an agency and not as an active agent?
Being chosed as a part of the defensive team she didn't mind. Maybe she could work on her defensive capabilities at the same time? Being able to dodge effectively was a useful thing in more ways than one. Though irked she would have to dodge Midori and not be able to strike back, she transformed, letting it come to her with ease.
Her transformation was simple, clouds of sand enveloped her, changing her outfit to her dark-brown tunic, reaching mid-thigh and sans sleeves. As the cloud of sand slowly fell to the ground her hair got tied in a braid, a circlet, milky-white, materialized on her forehead. A cuirass wrapped around her torso, covering her upper torso until just below her breasts. A belt tied itself around her waist with a small hoop to hold her sword when she called it, a pair of fingerless gauntlets covered her hands up to her elbows and knee-high boots laced themselves up. All items but circlet and tunic were silvery grey, giving her the image of a valkyrie, a warrior maiden.
Running off she was tempted to use Rock Wall to vault herself up to the roof, but it was originally a defensive magic, one she used for more than just defense. Turning the corner she found an open window out of sighed and jumped up to it, vaulting herself inside. "Hmm... I should probably take up gymnastics in the summer..." Muttering to herself she started to look for a good place to hide at the second floor. Hearing one of the third years shout she shuddered, hoping she wouldn't meet that troublesome senpai.