[h2]Ando Hikari - North Team[/h2]

Whenever she held this sword in her hands, Hikari couldn't help but feel a little strange. She was Japanese, [i]it[/i] was Japanese… and it was perfectly straight and [i]far[/i] too long. She guessed that was what you got when your weapon's origin predated any notion of Japan as a [i]country[/i], but it still stood out as incongruous. Maybe part of that was also that it was so out of size in comparison to herself? 

Well, not all that important, she had senpai duties to be attending to. And not the fun ones, like showing students new to the area where that really nice café with the fancy cakes was hiding. Hm, would this girl like that? She dressed like she wanted something rougher. Or at least more musical.

Maybe they could bond over wearing jackets that didn't go with their uniforms at all.

"In general? Killing a Grudge, same as always," she said after a moment, "Specifically? Waiting for the barrier to go down so we know it's time to go in."