[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/cRMH2zR.png[/img][/center] [center][color=Aquamarine]See, Roche? I'm trying to be sociable![/color] [color=888888]-Nyxia Torrentia, Neon Tempest of the Ultraviolet Rainbow[/color][/center] The weeks following Roche’s unexpected visit to her home saw a marked change in Nyxia’s interactions with the Rule Keeper. Where once there had been an understated agreement to work together as well as could be expected, while limiting conversations to the most taciturn minimum amount possible, now, the pair had begun actually opening up to one another, engaging in small talk that would have been unthinkable a week prior, and genuinely enjoying each other’s company. Needless to say, their teamwork had skyrocketed as a result, with Unstoppable Doom really living up to their name as they slaughtered Miseria more effortlessly and efficiently than ever before. Meanwhile, Roche’s tutoring visits had become greatly anticipated high points of Norika’s otherwise dreary days, the track captain’s friendly encouragement allowing the sickly girl to make progress she’d never before imagined possible. Of course, this newfound sense of camaraderie with her partner didn’t extend to any of the [i]other[/i] members of the Detention club, and that went [i]triple[/i] for Suki. Thus, when Nyxia stopped outside the club room window before yet another boring meeting and saw that the piranha-mouthed pervert was the only person present, her first inclination was to climb back up on the roof and wait for Roche to arrive. After all, the girl’s nose seemed to be buried in a (probably pornographic) book. Yet, in light of the Rule Keeper’s efforts to get her to socialize more with the rest of her club mates, the Neon Tempest was forced to reconsider that plan and ultimately resolve to give the idea of conversing with Suki another shot. [color=Aquamarine]“Sup?”[/color] the teal-haired terror announced as she nimbly slipped through the window and strolled over to stand before what was almost certainly the club’s most loathed member. [color=Aquamarine]“Did you have fun seeing that stupid play with whatever brainwashed sex toy ya dragged along for company?”[/color] she inquired, one hand idly caressing the Omega Obliterator while the other rested on her hip.