16:10
Akihiko Sanada
Their previous argument momentarily put on ice after the new girl's arrival, Akihiko silently glared at his childhood friend as she turned away to get the door, silently telling the redhead that that particular fight wasn't over. Scowling slightly as he paced in the main dorm room,he silently adjusted his gloves and unwound his still tense shoulder muscles, his fair skin rolling along with his bones and musculature under his favourite crimson vest. To be perfectly frank, he hoped the girl was a Persona user, as it would shut Mitsuru up about himself going out there and finally do his favourite kind of training; Shadow Hunting. The regal redhead claimed he was not up to it, but the silver haired teen knew otherwise, a true man could feel these things in his guts.
He admit that he found himself pacing a little during their row, and for the first time noticed he had unconsciously been trying for a tactical retreat from the Ice Queen's ruthless dressing down of his current worth. Scowling at that revelation, of both his apparent fear of the other's wrath and his own weak will, the teen was about to walk back to the overstuffed armchair when Mitsuru came back, a strangely dressed girl in pigtails in tow.
After admittedly a silence that stretched a bit too long after the young man's perusal of the newcomer, Mitsuru walked over to her oldest friend as helpfully dug her elbow into his side, her glare along the line of 'say something, stupid!'
“Ow!” He exclaimed, glaring at the school president before staring back at Amaya and bowing slightly. “Yeah, nice to meet you, too...”
16:10
Naomi Takeda
A slow, dark smile forming on her red lips, Naomi stared down at her most fervent admirer, a girl that, for a reason she couldn't yet place, looked up to her and strove to mimic her very nature... for as little as she understood it, at least. Girls a that age were so easy to fool, after all... Looking over the pink clad sophomore, the darker haired teen nodded at her greeting.
“I am, and I heard very intriguing rumours about new recruits, you wouldn't mind telling me all about it, would you?” Her drawl was quite pronounced, her condescension thick in the air yet unnoticed by the start stuck teen.
Pitiful girl...
16:30
The greetings soon became small talk, and a few moments after the trio argued about their favourite colour of all things, the duo of beauty queens walked down the stairs, them self chatting about fashion, the older of the two setting her eyes on the new arrival with an expression not unlike a snake tasting the scent of prey.
“Well, well, well... what do we have here?”