With disinterest Klara looked around the classroom she had been summoned to, and the others there. None were particularly interesting overall, she supposed, and she didn't go to the trouble to interact for the moment. She'd been hoping to get a look at the car engine she'd managed to get her hands on today, but now she was stuck here doing this, a real shame at that.

Her hands twitched, all too eager to get into the inner workings of some machine, a physical manifestation of Klara's preoccupation, and further evidence of the fact that she was nothing if not a gearhead. In lieu of that, she reached back to brushed a few loose strands of hair, again, while scanning the room once more. She wished she had her tools, maybe a flashlight or a circuit board or something. So much wasted time right now.

Still, she had to be here, at this school, as part of the deal that had gotten her out of Russia, and in the fast track to joining one of the most advanced organizations on the planet. She found herself practically salivating at the thought of working with whatever SEED was cooking up in their labs and workshops. It was just a matter of doing all this stuff and then getting there.

And that meant going through this school, academy, whatever. It wasn't that difficult, all things considered, but it was hard connecting with people since she didn't speak Japanese all that well, or English for that matter, and no one else here really spoke Russian besides provided translators. Not that she minded much, since she probably wouldn't have related with all these girls anyway, and didn't really want to. People were hard, machines were easy.

So she sat calmly and waited, the only thing she could do.