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Saqui was far from impressed by the hall monitors flailing response, again were it not for the magma incident she [i]might[/i] have been easier on him. Perhaps even noticed that the conks to the head had been more than enough...he looked beyond pathetic to her as he forced out an apologetic explanation. 

Before she had a chance to ask him to elaborate on his answer, Brunhilde joined in the fray. And by the time she'd roasted the hall monitor Saqui almost felt sorry for him...almost. 

Taking a deep breath, Saqui took a step back from the hall monitor. She couldn't bring herself to feel [i]completely[/i] guilty about the state the hall monitor was in, even if she could tell that he was regretting his actions...that didn't mean she wasn't all set to forgive him. With Brunhilde's cold delivery of justice Saqui felt that the hall monitor had suffered enough for time being. 

[color=yellow]"Right...apology accepted for now"[/color] She decided to say, gradually releasing the tension in her body [color=yellow]"Just hold back on the magma throwing in the future, hmm? A good offense can be a good defense but premature firing is risky business"[/color] 

With that said Saqui, cautiously bent down to snag the hall monitor badge off of the floor before taking a step towards the fire teachers door and reaching for the clipboard hanging out of it. 

[color=yellow]"So we wanted to know about an accident that happened yesterday..."[/color] She started, trailing off as she focused on tugging the jammed clipboard out of the teacher's mailbox. 

[color=yellow]"It involved Brunhilde here and took place around...erm..."[/color] Saqui bit down on her lip and looked to Brunhilde to fill in the gap. Giving the clipboard another tug it finally came free of the whole, though the reports looked almost as ruffled as the hall monitor. 

Giving them a brush over, she offered him the clipboard with one hand whilst the other reached over to try and pat his funky hall monitor badge back onto his arm. 

Apart from nodding every so often as Saqui spoke, flinching when she moved and constantly glancing at Brunhilde the hall monitor had been stunned into silence. He still wanted to run, more than anything right now but the smaller girls threat of being thrown out of a window hung over his head and his legs refused to move.

Gingerly taking the clipboard from Saqui, he gulped as he tried to smooth out the crumpled pages of his precious reports.

[color=gray]"Y-yesterday? I-I can tell you..."[/color] 

[i][u]A week later[/u][/i]

During the last week, Saqui had made significant improvements in most of her subjects. She'd spent a lot of time with Brunhilde as well, training, bothering, comparing notes...being reminded to do assignments especially when her fellow air user would often complete them more than once. 

Saqui had excelled at practical experiments or homework, fell short on her theory work more than once and continuously suffered for overdue assignments....luckily the substitute teacher was in a way far kinder when it came to punishment than the original instructors that Brunhilde had met. 

Well not including the fact he'd forbidden them from touching the ground during the week, for Saqui it was border line torture.

What was probably the most concerning was her less than satisfying progress on the combat front. Despite afternoon sparring sessions, she hadn't progressed as much as many of the other first years when it came to using her powers offensively. If anything she was far more astute at defensive practices or avoidance techniques. She also seemed to struggle with the concept of using her powers against other students, even during friendly sparring sessions she was hesitant. 

[i][u]Kano's afternoon class[/u][/i]

Having received a memo from the substitute air teacher, asking his students to join headmaster Kano's class that afternoon, Saqui had purposefully cut her wandering short that lunch time and made her way over to the fields.  

With both of her feet securely on the ground...

She'd even removed her shoes, in an attempt to break all barriers between herself and Maka. Moving around the edge of one of the pools, Saqui took a looked for any sign of Brunhilde and the other students whilst she gingerly made her way towards Kano.

[color=yellow]"Good afternoon, headmaster Kano"[/color]

She greeted, flashing him a smile before sitting herself down at the edge of the lake and flipping through her notebook. She had been hoping that she'd get a chance to observe Kano's water students for a while before the lesson, watching and sketching other elementalists at work was her favourite pastime this week. Moving past pages full of rough sketches, she stopped at a page full of writing, a letter in progress.