Kain shook his head as he left the room. "I'll leave you all to get acquainted then."

In the back corner, Alisa glared over the suddenly noisy room, a bit angry at the teacher for not restoring order. Instead of do anything about it, she spent her time focusing on reinforcing her soul armor, which was slowly being degraded by the Kyukon water. She closed her eyes and tried to ignore everyone else. What did she need a partner for anyway? It's not like anybody who knew the truth would want to be anywhere near her.

At the outburst from the guy, Kalinda looked over, her expression curiously blank as she quickly calculated the chances of danger, but it seemed over before it has began, for which she was greatful. Without a weapon, chances were, the guy was stronger then her, and she didn't have enough room to jump out the way of a blow.

She blinked, and then said "I am not picking on her. I simply wish her attention, as she fell asleep, once more, before I could talk with her" she debated about poking the girl again, but she figured that might set the guy off some more, and that wouldn't be very smart. She gave a shrug and said "no need to apologise, but, mate, I think you need to do something with that anger of yours" she looked away, back to the girl to see if she had responded.

She looked to the second guy that seemed intent on intruding on her potential conversation with the girl. The girl seemed to be prone to falling asleep-maybe she had that sleeping disease or something-and Kalinda felt that the more she was distracted by the guys, the more chance that they girl would fall asleep again."thank you for sticking up for us poor, little girls, but we wouldn't be here if we couldn't take care of ourselves, right?" there was no annoyance in her tone. Just mols curiousity

Dimitri sank further into his chair, wishing not for the first time in his life that he could disappear, or at the very least, become smaller. He was absolutely mortified that he'd acted out like that, 'Now these guys'll probably gonna think i'm some sort of ticking time bomb! Lord Death take me now.' he mentally lamented as he stared down at his desk. Listening to both Katsuo and Kalinda only further exacerbated the feeling off anxiety washing over him. Dimitri pursed his lips and then looked back up as he prepared to defend his actions, "I-t's not customary, and it's not like it was about just sticking up for her, girl or not. It's just...just...never mind.". Dimitri gave a heavy sigh and laid his head on the desk before slipping his arms around around his head, almost as if to block out everything around him.

Perhaps it was because of his social ineptitude, but the meister still felt pretty terrible for his outburst, and that some sort of peace offering might be in order. He slid his hand around on the desk and tugged on his scarf, and at that moment Dimitri made up in his mind that he'd make her a scarf when he got home. While he was at it, Ju-Long would be getting one too for being one of the first people in god only knew how long to speak to him in a friendly manner. It wasn't really the most normal thing in the world to do for people you first meet, but by god, it was something Dimitri was good at, and that was what he was going to do.

They were to find their partners now? Her NOT class had been told they didn't need to worry about that, though it was recommended. Now she had to find a partner immediately? She hasn't even considered what she'd want in a partner, so she'd just have to follow her gut. What about that girl that responded in Japanese earlier? The brunette turns in her seat, but is dismayed to find the girl asleep. "Disrespectful..." Well, that girl was right out. The girl next to her seemed insistent on waking her, as well.

A boy nearby was watching the scene. This boy looked Japanese, in fact. Was he a Japanese American, or Japanese...? She watched Katsuo curiously for a moment before rising and approaching him. "Hello." She had returned her hand to normal, figuring it more important to make a good impression and not approach armed. But, then again... "this city is very strange, but I can't tell if the difference is from being in a foreign land, or if this city is really just that strange. I'm getting used to it, but I still think it's weird. As for the yelling... well... she shouldn't be sleeping in class." She looks around the class at the other students briefly, before turning back to Katsuo. "Katsuo, right? Sou desu, kedo... Masahige-san de mou ii desu ka?[1]" Considering his name, she figured he would probably be able to understand her. It would make sense, at least...

[1] "Would you prefer Masahige-san?"

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A sudden shout in her ears made her eyes open widely as she stammered back with her body a little before almost tripping from her seat. She could quickly put her arm on the side of the seat before almost falling off as she raised a hand to her ear still feeling it hurt from the shout. She slowly regained composer by pushing herself up again facing the girl now. She was silent for a while thinking what she did wrong that the girl got so annoyed at her. Was it really so bad for her to sleep when the teacher wasn't there. It was free time for everyone now anyway, what is so wrong to sleep for someone to sleep in their free time.

She quietly sat there staring at the redhead not knowing what was going on really. Her face turned somewhat apologetic as her head angled a little to the front. The girl seemed really pissed at her and was muttering something that she could only barely hear with her ear still like that. She turned her head somewhat to look at her own hair and even grabbed a strain of her hair in her hands to trying to figure out what the girl meant by that. She felt another swift poke coming from the girl making a oof sound in the progress. A smile while later after the poke she tried talking to the girl again in a bit of a concerned way "Don't you like my hair then?" She didn't want her first day to be making enemies so she tried to talk it out with this girl before a sudden shout from the back sounded. It was a boy that already seemed to be conversing with the redhead. Must have happened while she was still sleeping. The guy was mad about the redhead mocking her, making her feel even more guilty and the shouting of the guy didn't make her feel any better. She had caused that the redhead and the guy from the back weren't gonna be the best friends and now she even had involved a third person from her new class. This wasn't the best day for her.

The redhead started talking again to the others in the classroom and she could finally hear what the real purpose of the girl was to wake her up like that. But still screaming into someones ear to get their attention isn't the nicest thing to do. Well she was relieved that was the only reason why she was mad at her in the first place. She had quietly poked the girl wanting to talk to her again "I'm sorry, didn't know you wanted to talk." She left a little german accent behind in her words before standing up and leaving through the empty side of her desk. She figured the big guy in the back might have felt guilty of his sudden screaming like that and it did indeed seem like he did. Now that she could get a good look at him from the path between the desks he didn't look so jolly at all. She walked over to him with a blank expression before trying to squish herself next to him if there was somebody else next to him. She gently placed her fingers around his head/neck and leaded it over to her lap so that he could get some comfort and leave all his stress behind. If her action worked she would have lightly stroke his head while shushing "There there."

(editing, nothing major just gramar)

"it's just you thought I was bullying her." Kalinda said with mild amusdment, "I poke people because I don't give a damn about personal space, and it's a nice way to get their attention without, say, throwing a book at their heads." she chuckled and rose, just as the girl did. "your hair is fine, just unusual." it annoyed her Mildly that even standing to her fall height, she was just that tad shorter then the other girl.

It was always so. Out on the street, it wasn't bad. It meant that she could steal things easily, and at least be gaurenteed of an apple or orange for food. Maybe some bread. And it was an advantage in fighting, especially since she had honed her abilities to perfection, maintaining good flexibility and was stronger then anyone suspected she would be, given her size. Gave her a good advantage over others.

She followed the girl to the boys desk, and oth barely any thought, or any qualms, she sat on te desk, twisting around to face them both, crossing her legs. She perched there easily, and perhaps for the first time in the classroom, indeed perhaps the first time that day, she smiled. She didn't smile in what would be considered a feminine way, instead, she smiled with her mouth wide open, showing her teeth, crinkles forming in he corner of her eyes, and kt seemed that at any moment, she might just laugh.

"I am Kalinda" she said, her voice soft now, but it was still impossible to tell what her accent was, "but most people just call me Kali"

Now, some would argue that Dimitri had all of the social graces of a baked potato, and for all intents and purposes they'd be right, however even he knew when something could be considered off by social standards. Something such as his current predicament. Dimitri went ridged when he first felt someone sit close to him, his mind raced to figure out what in the world would possess someone to sit next to him despite other available seats. This perplexity was soon replaced by even more tension and alarm as he felt someone guide his head down onto something soft and begin to stroke his head and neck. He turned his head upwards and stared with wide eyes and pin prick sized pupils at Victorica as his mind tried to process what was happening, failed, then tried again. This seemingly endless loop of comprehension failure was broken when Kalinda sat on his desk and promptly introduced herself.

Dimitri shuddered a little,'What the hell is going on!? Why on earth is she petting me? Oh Death I can't breathe. Breathe Holmes you social trainwreck. Do NOT jump up and scream like a little girl.'. Rather than heed his instincts and jump clear away from the women in his vicinity, Dimitri slowly removed his head from Victorica's lap and took a deep breath to compose himself. What was the red haired one talking about again? Oh, right, she was introducing herself "Holmes nice to Dimitri you meet.". Realizing his spectacular grammatical failure, Dimitri mentally slapped himself, cleared his throat, and tried once more, "Sorry...not really used to talking to people in my age group. U-um...I'm Dimitri, Dimitri Holmes. Nice to meet you." He said meekly as he stared down at his hands.

While that fiasco occurred with the girl who tried to sleep, Ju-Long took the role of an observer. He noticed the awkwardness of Dimitri, who just seemed bad at socialising from his point of view. The redhead seemed prideful, no ... that's not quite right, she seemed more ... Tsundere? Is that the right term here? Well ... not quite, a bit different to that, but I think she's just trying to make friends and is just giving off that ... tsun-tsun vibe. he thought
Brother, don't relate so many things to those anime you watch
Tsundere! Tsundere!
What? She seems like one.

Moving along, the gir with purple hair, seemed to value sleep. That was all he could gather from her for now. Dimitri's booming voice made Ju-Long drop a little, since his guard was down. Wow, that was some pressure, you two okay?
Just fine
I'm good!
The person who came late to class, it looked like he had readied a katana, but it soon couldn't be seen. Probably my imagination.

When the fiasco ended, Ju-Long could tell that Dimitri wasn't feeling happy about that outburst. Thinking of what to say, he noticed the two girls were walking in Dimitri's direction. Ju-Long wasn't looking behind him, but he was alert, unsure if why they came over to Dimitri. Soon he discovered they were comforting him, from the sounds of it. Soon after, the redhead introduced herself, Kalinda, or Kali as others called her. Soon after, Dimitri failed to introduce himself. From Ju-Long's analysis, Dimitri was probably a mental trainwreck trying to comprehend the situation.

Guess I should introduce myself too He thought.
"Hey! Since we seem to be introducing ... MMPH! MOMFUO!" Ju-Long spoke, leaning back on his chair looking up to speak to the group, when his sight was blinded and his mouth caught on some fabric. What is this!? he thought in panic, leaning back forward, thumping the floor with his feet. Turning his head around, he noticed something. Kalinda had sat down on top of the desk above him, in a skirt. The backside of the skirt was hanging loosely down. Processing what just happened for a moment, an image flashed before him, "Stripes?" he accidentally thought aloud.

WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING BROTHER!?
WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING BROTHER!?
He could hear screaming within his soul. It was an accident I swear! he tried to coax the two.
Simultaneous to that, he tried to move back a bit to make some distance, in the case of an attack. "Um... Sorry Kalinda, it was an accident. I didn't know you were sitting there ... in a skirt ...."

Kalinda giggled at Dimitri's awkwardness, smiling once more, she went to speak, when suddenly, she felt a cool breath, and with shock, she leaped off the desk, pulling her skirt down, and holding it to her body, staring wide eyed at the guy that had practically suffocated on her skirt, her breathing fast and shallow.

Her reaction seemed more than it should have been, and Kalinda had soon calmed down, but didn't return to the desk, looking aside, a faint blush on her cheeks. "its...its okay. Um" she shifted, and shifted to it on a chair, brushing back her hair, before hugging herself, not looking at anyone, but rather, at the desk once more.

She fell silent, and it would be hard to tell if she was just waiting for someone else to talk and break the awkwardness, or if she seemed to be upset by what had happened. Either way, she seemed to have deflating, the sudden sociability and good nature gone as suddenly as it had appeared. She was staring at the desk, but her gaze seemed far away, as if she was in her own thoughts.

Indeed she was, and they weren't pleasant thoughts, based on past events that she'd rather put behind her, but that always seemed to come back to her mind when things like this triggered her. She sighed softly, risking a glance at the others as well as around the rest of the classroom.

She decided she wouldn't risk wearing a skirt again, not wanting something like this to happen once more. She hadn't even given it a thought when she had sat on the desk, merely had just sat down.

Katsuo leaned back and bounced the toe of his left boot. "Sorry about that, guess I wasn't thinking."

I'll leave a mental note that girls are just as capable as men, he thought to himself while eyeing the others. They all seemed rather quirky, if not abnormal in the grand scheme of things. It honestly made him feel a bit, not entirely, but a bit more comfortable with himself and his ignorance of the world.

He chuckled at the scene as it started to unfold but someone walking towards him drew his attention. He looked upon a girl with brown hair and a even lighter shade of eyes. It was the same girl from when he was forced to squat near the teacher but now she appeared a bit more vivid than before.

Katsuo turned to face her, a quaint smile forming as she approached. When she spoke Japanese, Katsuo's smile became sincere. He relaxed his posture and transitioned to his native tongue, letting the words flow out fluently. "Katsuo is just fine. I'm pretty laid-back and I wasn't born in Japan so I'm not as uptight about formality. What about you though? you got a name?"

After she had raised from their seats she could only notice the girl next to her also had stod up from her seat. Only with a glimps behind her back she could see that the girl was atleast half a head shorter then herself. It wasn't deniable that she looked kinda cute though. The petit girl said her hair was quite unusual. Well she never thought about it that way. None of the people she had met in her life even mentioned her purple hair. She took a hold of some of the hairs in her bang twisting them with the tops of her fingers while looking at them with a slight open mouth. The thoughts about those times came back to her a little how she met all the people she cared about and such. But no not one of them that she could think of (What really happend. People had mentioned it multiple times but she was distracted while at it)

She slowly got up the stairs towards Dimitri in deep thought. Before she knew it Dimitri was lying on her lap. Her hand kept going on to stroke the big guys almost bald head. She used to do this with her cat all the time and he liked it so there was no reason not to now. The big guy slowly raised his own independence again sitting upright while Victorica her hands where still moving away from him. She felt a little suprised that he didn't like it that much but still left a small smile. The group kept getting bigger and bigger around the back of the classroom as the small girl introduced herself first with Dimitri after that.

She raised her finger up to her chin again slowly trying to figure out what he just said. The big guy already went on with talking again as she quietly mumbled to herself "Holmes nice to meet Dimitri." Wait that wasn't right what was it again "Dimitri you! Nice to meet... Holmes?" She had no clue and was definitly confused by it. She pondered for a while longer before gasping and turning her face to the two "Oh... My name is Victorica, nice to meet you Kalinda and Dimes." Her talking was very slow and in a bored tone but she kept smiling at the three. Her gaze was focused on the new boy while her mouth was still slightly open from after the talking. The boy had just entered the group without her even noticing. She kept staring a while longer before letting out her thoughts "Oh... Hai." She was already finished with the boy and started doing her own things. Like why was Kalinda suddenly so flustered. She got up again and took a step to Kalinda hugging her small body while the girl her own arms where still around herself. She just felt like she should hug the girl seeing her so lonely all of the sudden. Her grip wasn't tight but just a loose hug wouldn't hurt.

(Grammar edit needed)

"its...its okay. Um" Kalinda replied, moving to a chair. Ju-Long watched her actions for a moment. Oh man! Now she's distancing herself from others. Wait, was that a blush? Wait, don't get distracted! She's keeping to herself. What do I do? What do I do? Wait, is she ... she's thinking about something .... that's not about what happened ... but something in her past? Nevermind! I need to try to fix this!
Brother, you have to make her feel better
Don' make girls cry!
She's not crying! I didn't make her cry! Anyway, I'll do what I can
He protested to his siblings.

He started to make his way over to Kalinda, when Victorica went to hug Kalinda. It seems Victorica was more touchy-feely and soft than her initial sleepy impression. Ju-Long bowed deeply to Kalinda. "I am so sorry!" he apologized once more. "My name is Ju-Long. Please do not think I am a person who would purposely peek under skirts or anything like that." he attempted to rectify his actions.

"Um... I'm a weapon. You might wonder what type, but I'd rather not discuss at the moment. Anyway nice to meet you." Ju-Long decided to continue with his introduction after that, offering a hand for a handshake. Hopefully, she would take the hand as a sign of good will.

The brunette couldn't help but turn as personal space fouls continued, off to the side. The latest was somewhat... risqué. She couldnt help but feel bad for the other girl, but she was in the middle of a conversation, and shouldn't dwell on other things.

She turns her full attention back to Katsuo, slightly surprised. "<You weren't born there? Is that so... My name's Regan Hiryuu, born and raised in Osaka. A pleasure to meet you.>" She bows and smiles kindly, before a thought strikes her. "<We're supposed to team up with someone, right? Are you a weapon? Or a meister? I'm a weapon, but I don't think I'd make a bad meister, either.>"

Kalinda was more than shocked when Victorica hugged her, and seemed to freeze for a moment at the contact, especially of a stranger, but also because it really made her feel like a child as the taller girl hugged her. But the girl seemed to just be acting nice.

Kalinda didn't know what to do about that.

"You're making me feel like a child" Kalinda muttered, trying to figure out a way of getting out of the hug without hurting the girls feelings. She didn't know how much she could take of it, as it reminded her of cold nights, bundled up together for warmth with Amy. She sighed softly, and managed to wriggle away as Ju-Long approached, offering her his hand.

"oh. Well. Uh. I didn't think that. I shouldn't have reacted like a did." She replied, accepting the offered hand. She found his comment oddly ...well odd. She blinked, and wondered if she should view his soul, but decided that might be an intrusion. She stepped back, glancing away, "um. So, does anyone need a Miester? Cause I need a weapon" As she spoke, Kalinda's thoughts roared in her head. NO, what are you doing? Seriously, just sprouted that out? What was she thinking? She couldn't believe she had just done that, and she bit her lip, looking away from them all.

A bit distracted by his surroundings, more so what was directly beside him, Katsuo had to pull his sideways stare from the wacky scene. "Yea, for reasons I'd rather not get in to," he explained a bit dully. "I'm a Meister. Wielder of many weapons and the best at what I do if you don't mind me saying."

He had heard somewhere that confidence was looked on with favor by most cultures. Then something she said struck him wrong. What was that about being both? was that even possible?

"Wa- Wait! you can be both!?" he asked, posture degenerating to pure excitement. His voice echoing off the walls of the classroom.

"<Aah, alright. I won't pry.>" The young lady listened as he boasted just a little bit, an eyebrow quirking. Was talk held highly in this foreign land? It made him sound puffed-up, to her ears. Especially with his lack of enthusiasm. She was studying him when she noticed his demeanor changing. He got very excited about what she said, causing her to shrink back just a bit. "I, uh. Is it that special? I've heard there was a pair of guns that could wield each other."

Well, at least he was energetic now.

Victorique felt the girl struggling in her arms and whenever she bumped against one of her arms she would let go a little bit. It still felt nice to have such a warm, small and rather cute girl in her arms like this. She put on a small smile and closed her eyes for a while letting her head lean against the top of hers to enjoy the warmth just a little bit more. The girl herself thought the same way it appeared but she didn't find much hint in the hug being annoying so she continued some more to make her feel better although the height difference definitely made it a little embarrassing, it kind of looked like they were siblings or anything along those lines.

Kalinda got out of her grip by ducking down just a tad and continued talking to the pervert they both had just met while Victorique took a backstep and sat down close next to Dimitri again. The big guy wasn't wrong to be with either. She felt her side lightly pressing against his. It wasn't as warm as that of kalinda but it felt relaxing enough and the attitude of the boy seemed much more approachable than the little redhead.

She quietly stared at the two others talking while slowly feeling her eyes drop again. It wasn't wrong for her to fall asleep again was it? Well she didn't mind herself anyway so she didn't try to stop the temptation. Her eyelids dropped as she fell asleep. She kept sitting in the same posture before slowly falling over towards Dimitri his side. The distance between her and Dimitri wasn't all to grande so she barely felt it when her head dropped onto his shoulder. Her hair fell along side her head covering some parts of her face while she started panting lightly again during her sleep.

With Kalinda accepting his hand Ju-Long started to relax. Well at least things seem better now. Phew.
Pay more attention to your surroundings!
You are gonna become the enemy of women if you do that again!

Ju-Long watched on as he saw Kalinda escape Victorique's grasp. From the way they looked, it was almost like they were sisters. Victorique then moved along to Dimitri. Seems like she is someone who gets along with all sorts of people.

Kalinda then mentioned the need of a weapon.
"un. So does anyone need a Meister? Cause I need a weapon"
"Well from what I know, in our little group of 4 here, we have two Meisters , yourself and Dimitri, and one Weapon, myself. Well Victorique, are you a weapon or a meister?" Ju-Long turned to ask Victorique, but she was now asleep on Dimitri.

"Well, I don't mind partnering up, but only if you feel like it. Of course if you feel wary, I understand your concerns. Anyway, were you previously an EAT student or a NOT student? Or possibly a new student?" he asked Kalinda before turning to Dimitri. " How about you Dimitri? EAT or NOT or new student?"

Ju-Long didn't ask Victorique because she was asleep.

Katsuo Masahige

Katsuo lit up at the prospect of people being capable of being a meisters as well as a weapons. He was always taught that the balance being meister and weapon was set in stone. It was nice to know that even stone could be changed, it gave him hope for his own situation. He grinned without restraints.

" So there are others just like you? that's even more amazing. I wonder if there are others like me out there too," his voice sunk low near the end, his hand coming up and resting under his chin.

He perked up suddenly. I should tell her about myself!

But just as soon as the thought had crossed him, so had the doctor's warning. It was a rather monotone one but the graveness in it was hidden behind the words he was using. More cautionary than anything else. Humans were fickle was the gist of it. And someone like himself, whose only contact was handpicked individuals, could be rather trusting and oblivious to strangers.

Katsuo rubbed his head before deciding not to tell her. He smiled, then cursed himself for not committing to the act as perfectly as he was taught. "Awesome. Hmm, a partner? who should it be?" he asked as a conversation changer, turning to look at the others in the class with a laser-like concentration.

Dimitri, content to quietly peer up from his hands and watch the others interact, stifled a small chuckle as he watched them. Everyone's behaving so fluidly, like they aren't trying to figure out in advance every little thing they have to do to appear normal. I wonder if this is what hanging out is like. He mused just before feeling Victorique press up against him again And this there's this.. Dimitri once more tensed up, however this time after watching Victorique interact with Kalinda, he'd sort of come to expect that personal space might be a bit foreign to her.

He took a few moments to will his body to relax, to get accustomed to being in physical contact with someone his age without said physical contact being either him punching them or them punching him. After a while Dimitri showed almost no response to the girl's proximity save for a slight shift to allow himself a bit more comfort. The sudden feeling over her hair brushing his shoulder and arm caused Dimitri's jaw to tense in alarm, however a quick glance in her direction convinced him to calm down once more. Does....does she have narcolepsy? She sleep pretty easily around strangers.. The young man found himself pulled from his thoughts yet again as Ju-Long sent a question his way, catching Dimitri a bit off guard, though to his own surprise he was able to recover quickly, "Me? I'm actually fairly new. I mean, I was supposed to be placed in EAT, but they ended up putting me here for...well, I guess what I can do.".

Despite his somewhat stoic outward appearance, Dimitri beamed internally at the fact that he'd actually managed to speak to someone without stuttering. He'd even managed to actually look at Ju-Long rather than his hands this time. Deciding to reward himself for actually acting normally for a change, Dimitri began to rifle through his pockets, being careful to not disturb Victorique as he pulled a lime flavored lollipop from his pocket. After unwrapping the candy and putting it in his mouth, Dimitri smiled just a bit as the lime flavor hit him, completely oblivious to how goofy it might have looked for someone like him to be pleased over something as simple as a piece of candy.