Time. 

Strange, time has always been a factor to the young archer. One of the couple of skills she had managed to gain while in the hunting grounds of Cali. The two witted seniors followed the handsome director out of the roof of the well pristine school. The walked to the office was short, most of the students parted like the red sea when the mysterious man came to view. The murmurs of the body filled the halls, all in fear and in curiosity on what the price of the actions of the archer will be.

It seems a little out of place to be standing at the old director with the new ringmaster just a few feet away, and by ‘a little’, she means a lot, considering that there’s no place she should be, would rather be, than in the comfort of her (AP) Physics class. 

[b]"So, before we begin to discuss the terms of your expulsion, Miss Catalina and co...[/b]

" Expulsion?!" The blonde warmage shouted, fear claiming the boy's voice. 

[i]Shit.[/i]

"[b]...perhaps you can explain your use of your Noble Arm? Maybe you can convince me to reconsider it. I hear your father has high expectations of you here, after all, and I must say, so do I. To climb so high in rank after just a year is a feat worthy of applause, and it would be a shame to see all that effort go to waste.[/b]"

Now this was something she did not expect from the new staff member. With hooded eyes the young student glanced at her newest director, a flash of irritation brightened in the female's eyes. 

" I will not plead or beg for forgiveness for the actions I have committed," she spoke, her eyes met with his for the first time since they had arrived to his office. " I did it for dessert tickets and the chance to meet...[b]you[/b]."