Lorane nodded her head as her pirate underling left her side to take a phone call. After a while, it became quite clear to the white-haired sea which that her pirate was not coming back. She raised her hand and gestured for the eels, who had since exited the so called "Power Development" class (which seemed more like a literary improvement class to her, with all the paragraph writing involved), to follow her. "Well ladies, it's time for us to learn some life skills. Come along!" she said, beginning to saunter towards a different building, where her next class was taking place. The eels nodded, slowly following behind her. They entered the building, scanning each of the classrooms looking for the Life Skills Class. It didn't take long for the deep sea trio to find their destination. They all entered the room, Lorane giving the a small curtsy and a mischievous smile, before taking a seat in the back. Each of the twins then took the seats at Lorane's sides.
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Shay had finished her assignment fairly quickly. She wasn't the first, but she wasn't the last either. She left the classroom alone in silence, only letting breaths and sighs escape her lips. The small Asian girl got the impression that she wasn't going to have a particularly easy time making friends. So far, everyone Shay had met, excluding the pirate, were assholes. But schoolgirl samurai wasn't at the school to make friends. She was there because the school was a stepping stone to becoming the great warrior she was destined to be. She quickly jogged behind the building. Looking around to make sure no one was watching, she first removed her katanas from her waist, then her armor from her body, leaving her in her tank top and spandex shorts, what she usually wore during physical training. She usually wore her armor over it, but when she was practicing things having to do with agility, she often left off the armor. Now that she was going to Life Skills, she wasn't exactly going to need armor. But she hadn't exactly brought a spare set of clothes, so her training clothes would have to do. It wasn't that the clothes were particularly risqué, they just weren't something one would expect a girl to wear to class. It was something more likely worn to practice for some sport. But if she were to go change, she'd surely be late for class. So she hooked her katanas to her sides through small holes she had made in her spandex shorts and folded up her armor as best she could, before pulling the binders out of her messenger bag and putting her armor in instead. She then tucked the binders under her arm and sprinted towards the building of her next class. She got there within a minute, only to see an old woman standing in front of a group of students. Shay directed her eyes to the ground, before walking towards a seat in the front and sitting down.