Shiro Academy

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“Hal’vo hav’nar!” Nee’la shook her head as Sha’la made her way up the stairs with her basket of laundry, “Are you still insisting on walking around the campus buck nak…”
“So what?” Sha’la said with a smug grin, “I told you I’m not so bothered about it. Besides, I still need to sort this load out. And I still got another one drying off.”

Nee’la sighed and seemed to give up as Sha’la made her way into the Commons and started sorting through all the clothes into neat piles.
“Morning,” Li said, raising an eyebrow at Sha’la’s state of undress.
“Morning…you’re the new guy right?”
“Yeah…” Li eyed Sha’la up and down her height.
“What? Never seen a girls body before?” Sha’la put her hands on her hips in mock anger, though she was clearly smiling and was leaving nothing to imagination.
“Err…not in such an…open fashion,” Li joked, a hint of nervousness in his voice.
“Hmph! I’m surrounded by young boys(!) Give me a real man anytime!” Sha’la mocked. Li seemed a bit crestfallen.
“I’ll be in my room sorting this stuff,” said Sha’la as she walked off with the basket.
“What’s her problem?” Li asked as Sha’la moved out of earshot.
“She’s always like that, don’t worry about it,” said Nee’la.

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“Are there any problems with it, Mr. Milton?”

Anna’s professor looked briefly over her final before putting it in a pile on his desk with what looked like several dozen others. “You know I can’t play favorites. You’ll get your grade in time.” She had flagged him down at exactly 9:00, kindly suggested that he admire the chalk drawings she’d spent the last hour making, and immediately handed off the paper to him as if it were the most toxic, hazardous thing in the world.

“Okay.” Anna fidgeted in her chair. Chairs in professors’ offices were always uncomfortable. At least, she decided upon examining rhe other chair, the suffering was mutual. “Sorry about that. It’s just…am I surviving this class?”

“Surviving? Oh, sure. Thriving? Can I be totally honest?” Anna nodded. “No.”

“No?”

“No. I can’t fault you on classroom participation, and you do get your work in, but you’re not putting enough into it. It works out, but there’s a…sloppiness…to it. You can do better.”

“No, I can’t.” Anna settled into a sulky pose that looked ridiculous on her, although mercifully, nobody pointed this out. “I really can’t. I shouldn’t even be going here. I should be in…in…maybe middle school at best.”

“I’ve been hearing you say that all year. I’m not buying it. Look, I can tell from the doodles you make on your printouts, the way you act, the cutesy way you ask questions in class…” Dr. Milton trailed off. “I know you try to play the part. But despite all the evidence to the contrary, mentally, you’re not a little kid. You can pretend all you want when you’re not in class, but if you keep this up in class it’s just going to drag you down.”

“Okay.”

“I’m not trying to be negative, but the professors you’ll have next year won’t be so lenient. I don’t want you to fail and think it was all you could do.”

“Okay.” Anna still looked a bit skeptical. “I’ll think about that. Right now, I have to see about some things over break.” She shook hands with him and headed for the door.

“Lollipop?” The professor pointed to a jar on his desk.

“Oh, sure.”

83

Nei doodled on her paper, it looked like doodles to her, but the book assured her it was a chain of DNA, tilting her head to one side she just felt something was not right,
then she added a tail and some ears, “much better” she mumbled as she went to the next step,
her professor stalked by looking over her shoulder,
“Ms Motenai, , Um, may I inquire as to why you drew the DNA for a Sumatran three toothed Hell Beaver, and not the DNA for a Canadian Beer antelope?”
“Cause it is cuter”
"But, that is no reason, it is , , screw it I only have one more month till retirement, "
he walked back to the front,
“Class dismissed, finish the chapter at home, and be prepared tomorrow”.

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“Matt? I…” Anna held her hand an inch away from the door. She decided against knocking. She couldn’t hear any voices but Matt’s in there. No doubt he was busy; the logistics of this were unenviable, and he didn’t need any distractions. Instead, she pried open her own door, and found Karen and Katara sorting through the closet. “Hello.”

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— Begin quote from ____

Katara came into the room to see Karen rummaging through the closet, Katara cleared her throat to let her know she entered the room and try not to scare her, “Find what you were looking for? I have never worn a gown before, it feels kind of nerve wracking to me.”

— End quote

Still swinging clothes back and forth, Karen chuckled and glanced over at Kat. “It’s not nerve-wracking, Kat. It’s just different. I kind of got used to it with all of the diplomatic functions mom had to hostess. She always insisted that I put in an appearance for a short period of time. I wasn’t old enough at that point to stay for the entire function, just the introductory chit-chat before dinner, but I had a lot of time to get used to standing around in fancy-dress.”

“Want to help me out for a minute? I’m looking for a …”

As Katara moved over to the closet, the dorm door opened, and Karen heard Anna’s greeting. Grinning, she turned quickly, banging her elbow on the closet door and grimacing. Holding on to her elbow, but still smiling, she said, “So we need to find both of you something to wear, right?”

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“…look, I know a couple have criminal records, but its not like any have committed violent offenses…alright, with the exception of Sha’la, but you’ll notice the officer did drop charges…” Almost immediatly after the meeting informally adjourned, Matt had received a call from his father, who was clearly unhappy about his guest list. Since that point, about a quarter of an hour before, all they’d been doing was arguing…something Terrus Jr. was getting very tired of.

Finally, the child exploded. “Look, Dad, these are my friends. If you don’t like it, then fine. They don’t have to come. But I’m not coming without them, alright?”

After a moment, Terrus Sr. responded. “Fine. But I do need to seriously talk to you about one person…”

“NO!” Matt cried. “Sha’la is coming!”

“No, no. Anna. Anna…Khaz.” The way the president said the name almost made the first son cringe. “How…how close are you to her?”

“We’re just…friends.” Matt stated, a little sheepishly. “Why?”

“Well, I know your clo…” Terrus Sr. trailed off, as he noticed the way Terrus Jr. emphasized ‘friends.’ Taking a deep breath, he made a note to himself to follow up on that, before continuing. “Just…is she from Kandarin?”

“Yea.” Matt replied, absentmindedly.

“I see.” Terrus senior stated.

“Dad…she’s a close friend, and…”

“No, no, it’s no problem. I’lll…talk to you later, son. I love you.”

“I love you too, Dad.” A moment after the phone clicked off, it clicked back on.

“Matt, it’s Paula.” Star’s voice sounded strained. “We need to talk to you about Sha’la…you didn’t tell us she was on probation.”

“She’s on probation?”

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[ooc] can someone fill me in on what is happening atm?

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OOC: Nei was still shopping, rest discussed going on trip to Liberty City with Matt in Matt’s room, Anna dropped off a take-home final to her prof and is now back at the dorms, Sha’la is still running around starkers while she does her laundry, and all are trying to pack, etc. to go to Liberty City with Matt who is currently on the phone trying to explain the group he’s bringing. Cyril made breakfast for two new students who are also going to go on the trip. We move r-e-a-l slow.

And if you followed that, you did better than I would have done! KAND! :stuck_out_tongue:

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“Um…well…I…” Anna looked to the mirror, then the closet, where her own sets of clothes always managed to become a mangled heap in the corner despite her efforts at hanging them up. “I don’t know. I haven’t been invited to a lot of formal things in my life. What would someone like me wear, anyway? I suppose I’ve got that thing my aunt gave me, but that might not be right, and everything else is pretty plain…”

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Still holding her elbow, Karen walked over, took a look at the bottom of Anna’s closet and asked mildly, “What was it that your aunt gave you? I can’t remember.”

91

Anna rummaged through the mess and eventually pulled out a wooden box. In it was a very small version of Rachel Penteleimon’s ubiquitous white kimono, with matching boots. “It’s spider silk. Very tough stuff, and kind of fitti-” Fitting. She suddenly remembered Katara was in the room. “Anyway, I’m not sure if that’s formal, and anyone who’s seen Aunt Rachel would probably think I’m cosplaying her or something.”

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“I’ve seen your aunt in hers, and it is beautiful. I wouldn’t worry about whether or not anyone’s ever seen her dressed in it or not. Would you feel comfortable in it? The material makes it both different and dressy, Anna.” Karen fingered the silk. It had a lovely feel to it, and a luxurious sheen.

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“Oh, it’s very comfortable. Light. And if you hold it up to the sun just so…” Anna held out one sleeve to the room’s puddle of sun to demonstrate, “You get this neat little rainbow pattern. You just have to not think really hard about where it came from.” She winked. “Maybe I could do something about my hair too. Or at least beat it into submissi- oh sorry Katara, I interrupted, didn’t I?”

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Katara smiled, “No, of course not. Karen was just looking for something in her closet. I have absolutely nothing but pants and shirts, so I guess I should get Lyndale to bring me to a store or something.” Katara sighed, “I have no idea what to even look for. Well, I guess I better stop wasting time and grab Lyndale, huh?”

Katara went past Anna, “That dress is really beautiful, Anna. I think it would look great on you.” Katara opened the window, flew out and closed the window behind her. Katara flew for a while, landing near the beach. Lyndale, I need to go shopping for a…gown. I need you to come with me.

Lyndale grabbed his trench coat, Katara wanted him to go shopping with her? It did not seem that would ever be possible. Lyndale knew nothing about gown shopping but would help her just the same. Lyndale then flew to the school and spotted Katara at the beach, sitting on the beach sulking. Katara did not even realize that he was standing there and jumped when Lyndale touched her, “Miss Katara, you wanted to go shopping?”

Katara rose to her feet, “Do I really want to go shopping? No, I don’t want to but there’s this super fancy get together and I need a gown for it.” Katara appeared to be on the verge of tears but Lyndale did not want to press her further.

“Miss Katara, getting a gown would be a wonderful idea, considering we are going home soon. It will show your parents that I have been teaching you some useful things in the form of culture.”

Katara shook her head, “I am not going to bring you if you try to bore me to death, Lyndale. I guess you’re right anyway, getting a gown to meet my mom and dad would be nice but if I wore jeans, would it meant that they loved me less?”

Lyndale had to smirk at that last comment, “Your parents will love you just the way you are but think about it, wouldn’t you rather look and feel like the princess you are?”

Katara just shrugged as they walked to the office, informing them that Katara would be shopping and would return soon, then went to Lyndale’s car that was hardly ever ridden and went toward the dress shop. The lady at the dress shop was eager to help Katara, when Lyndale explained that Katara would need a very formal gown, one fit for a princess, cost was not an issue, the lady quickly went to the back, dragging Katara behind her. “These are all of my nicest gowns, I am sure you will find somthing that suits you. When do you need it by?”

Katara eyed a couple of the gowns, “I need it by tonight, we leave tomorrow.” The lady looked a bit concerned, “I will need time to do the fittings, I don’t think I can have it ready by tonight.” Katara took a gown that was made of soft velvet, the color matching her eyes, “It needs to be ready tonight, after tomorrow I am going home to…it just needs to be ready.”

Lyndale interrupted, “If you can fit it by tonight, it will be more money for you.” Lyndale gave a wink to Katara while the lady smiled and nodded, “Let me give you some time to decide then.” The lady moved to the front of the store. From what she saw, though the young dress searcher did not resembled a princess.

Katara ran the velvet on her fingers, “I like this gown but it is so ordinary, oh Lyndale you should have seen the gown that…it doesn’t matter, I’m not what you call princess material.”

Lyndale smiled, “I think this one would be stunning on you, Katara.” Lydale grabbed the silver gown and lifted it up toward Katara, “It is stunning, elegant but simple at the same time.” Katara called the lady, when she came, Katara asked if the lady would try the gown on for her, the lady was more than happy to do so. http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/edressme_1926_23924191 was perfect and it would not need to be altered much at all, especially when it came to her wings. Katara smiled, “I do love it Lyndale, I’m glad that you were able to come with me.”

Lyndale smiled, “We are not through yet, in the morning, we are going to get your hair, nails and shoes taken care of. Make sure you pack everything tonight. Now, come let’s get you back to school.” Lyndale went to the desk, handing the lady two thousand local dollars for her trouble, who almost fainted right there. Lyndale drove Katara back, “Do you need a wake up call?” Katara shook her head as she bounded toward the dorm room. Thank you, Lyndale.

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(OOC: I am posting this set right after Katara left)

“Well, that was weird.” Anna stared at the window for a moment. “I don’t suppose I can complain.” She looked back at Karen’s own heap of clothes. “What about you, Karen? Did you find anything you like?”

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“Yup! Wasn’t sure whether or not I’d packed it. In fact, I’m still not sure why I did, but it’s the one mom and I picked out when I went to visit her in Kandarin. It’s also some kind of silk, and I fell in love with the way it seemed to change colour as it caught the light.”

Turning back to the closet, Karen pulled out a hanger containing a grey-green off the shoulder, form fitting dress, modestly slit up the side and took it over to show Anna. “There aren’t too many colours that I can get away with with my hair that don’t look as if they’re for six year olds, so I was really excited when we found this one.”

Laying it down on the bed for Anna to take a closer look if she was really interested, Karen went back to the closet, and rather than her backpack, pulled down a medium sized suitcase.

“Have you any idea how long we’re going to be in Liberty City?”

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Nei rushes up to Matt’s room and begins beatin on the door,
“Matthew J Lebeauregarde! OPEN UP, , , I got you a present”
pound pound pound

*ooc, she bought him a tie for the trip, it lights up and plays the FPS national anthem

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“A week, maybe? I don’t know. I’m sure you can do laundry if you underpacked.” Anna seemed fixated on the dress. She looked over it and eventually found a small tag inside the hem. “It’s just what I thought. Synthetic. It’s not as good as the real stuff. See, it only goes from green to violet…but it’s still good…” She read the other side of the tag and giggled. “And not only that, it’s a Damis product, because the packed stuff is usually used in armor. And…heh…I think my dad owns the company that made it. Of course, he’d never admit to owning a company that makes ladies’ dresses!”

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Cyril lifted the bowl of café au lait too his lips and drunk the last of it. He then polished off his plate and got up to do the dishes, taking the others as they finished. He was very particular about scraping as much off as he could, putting a drop of water to rinse, and putting the dish back.

«So, I think I’m going to go pack» Cyril announced upon putting back the last bowl. He walked towards his room to put his belongings in his small hard shell suitcase.

Nöêl sat there with Vicent for a few seconds. She looked around for a bit then accidentely hit his shoes with her foot. «I’m sorry» she said, blushing. «I don’t know if I’m going to have enough money to go on this trip, what about you?» she then asked Vincent. This wasn’t her biggest problem, but she did wonder where she’d get funding.

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Karen started to laugh. “Well, synthetic or not, it feels like what we refer to as silk back at home, though you’re right. It doesn’t change colours nearly the same way your kimono does. But isn’t Rachel House Honist? Profer! I forgot your dad was Lord Primary of Damis.” Karen started giggling as well. “Ladies dresses, eh? Something to tease him about when you see him. Armour and ladies dresses. What a combination!”

Starting to pull clothes from drawers and place them in the suitcase, she looked at the hard-sided case ruefully. “You know, I hate suitcases. If it weren’t for the dress, I’d just through everything in my backpack and be done with it, but silly as it sounds the dress deserves more than a backpack. And you’re right, I can always do laundry while we’re there. This shouldn’t take too long. Do you want some help once I’m done?”