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[b]Luke Schwarz[/b]

I saw her look.

Aah, she definitely noticed. I was hoping I'd not spoken clearly enough, but my Mother's training had unfortunately succeeded far beyond allowing for that. I was to speak clearly and with confidence in my words, even if they were expressing a lack thereof. The rare times my hurried and harried preparation for Combat Academy shone through, it made life a little harder by broadcasting my own inherent strangeness.

Thanks, O Momma...

Well, no use crying about the past now. Best to just put the slip-up behind me as she had, and focus on the future trials. Plugging the class and requisite number ([i]Sayonara[/i], Language-san), I regarded the teacher with a wry, self-deprecating grin.

[b]"I definitely will be, I've made that mistake too many times befo--"[/b]

[color=9D36FF]“Nice to meet you ma’am, my name is Bianca Nuit, a pleasure.”[/color]

[b]"Eh--"[/b]

I turned with a start.

[i][b]"When did you get here?!"[/b][/i]

I hadn't heard her walk in at all! If the wings were her owl-inherent trait as a faunus, did their providing silent flight come with them?!

What a fearsome natural ability! Forget Hunting, you should take up Ninjutsu!

Sighing, I shook it off and raised a hand in greeting. Good lord, you scared me.

[b]"Nearly made me jump out of my skin... Morning, Bianca. How're you holding up?"[/b]