[B]Elisa Riley[/B]

Viewfront was a weird school.

Had it not been for the strangely-dressed dean presiding over that first assembly, Elisa could have easily dismissed her new place of learning as nothing more than a prestigious institution with an above average share of eccentrics. Of course, the world was getting weirder by the day, and even Viewfront wasn't an exception to the trend that was engulfing her life. The expectations she could trust in, the accepted norms of life around the city, they were really beginning to falter against the waves of wackiness striking against their bulwarks. It really made her job a lot harder, sometimes. People expected consistency out of deliveries.

Still, it did make her life a bit more interesting.

And it hadn't hurt her revenue stream yet.

She could handle these eccentrics.

Speaking of an eccentric ...

"[color=ffd700]Aren't you Mr. Sanada?[/color]" she asked, popping up behind Yuuki's couch and leaning her arms down against the rest next to his head. "[color=ffd700]The company heir?[/color]"