Kiragan_Natsuki

Academy (third times a charm) REBOOT!

The moment this asshole, probably the teacher but he looked like just another student here, slapped down a bunch of math books on a table, she glowered at him, grabbing a book and slumping in her desk. Psh! Nerd. The guy looked like one really, his preppy haircut, his fancy glasses, and just how he looked like he was drooling over that notebook in his hand. Really, who the hell got so excited over math? If it came between doing schoolwork and a Cambodian manicure, Rowena would more than happily take the former. "Fuck this." She muttered, coldly pushing the book aside. Reaching down into her duffel bag, she pulled out a leather bound sketchbook and a 2B lead pencil, already more focused on her drawing than some overrated text book. Though she wasn't much artistic, she could at least argue she was good at drawing something, tattoo designs mainly.

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Sedition she heard this other girl say, catching Rowena's attention to look upon.....well in her opinion, quite the bombshell. Damn! She thought, a bit of a smug grin crossing her lips. Eh...I could probably get used to this. Wait, she said Sedition. That's the group that fucking shitbag DA put me in. Well at least this cute girl was in the group with her. "Aww. How nice of you." Rowena quipped to the girl opening the classroom door. "And I thought gingers didn't have souls."

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KatherinWinter said
kind of like this. They would have access to anything a teacher needs

Yay!! Computers in the classroom! Learning is fun!! *stays on Tumblr all day*

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I dunno. Probably because you're the one going around bitching out everyone?, Quipped Rowena in her mind. This chick, she certainly looked the authoritative type. Must be part of that Savant group the school had. In Rowena's mind, the brainwashed Hitler Youth of the Academy, which might as well just call itself fascist. "Good." Rowena said to the red haired girl. "So uh...you gonna show it to me or do I have to walk there?" That little bit of cynicism was supposed to stay with Rowena, but unfortunately, she had to let that one slip.

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Jeez....this place already sucks. Rowena pondered finishing off the last bit of her smoke and carelessly snuffing it out on the table. She glanced over to some girl talking to another, something about lunch already being over and class already starting. How wonderful Rowena had to be dropped off by the police just as the most despised part of school had to rear its ugly head. "Fuck..." She growled under her breath, standing from the table and gathering up her bag. She walked over to the red haired girl, bringing her hand down on the girl's shoulder, "Hey. You know where the classroom is?"

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Throwing her bag over her shoulder, Rowena sighed yet again, fiddling in the pocket of her jacket for her crumpled pack of Marlboro Lights and her lighter. Taking one of the slightly bent cigarettes from the pack, she clenched it between her dry lips and lit it, taking a couple of drags and breathing ghostly wisps of translucent smoke into the air. As with many schools, she figured they too had a no smoking policy, and as with many no smoking policies, when did Rowena ever care? The cig still dangling from her mouth precariously, she trudged past the Academy's courtyard, her boots clacking firm against the concrete pathway before she stepped into the main building and down to the cafeteria. Barely wishing to speak to anyone, she took a seat at the farthest possible table, propping her boots up and leaning back in her chair, yet again taking a few more drags on her cigarette.

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Well.....There's my intro post. Might've gone a bit overboard with it, but my excuse....Dramatic effect >.>;

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*Music*

As she sat, elbow inclined to the windowsill of the left passenger door, her weary head resting upon her hand clad in a leather fingerless glove, just as her right, Rowena sighed, a mournful breath parting her lips and collecting upon the glass bespeckled by stray drops of bitter November rain. Where was she exactly? It was the last place any girl her age should be, cold and alone in the back of a moving Police Cruiser. There was no cushioning to the seats, only the hard, thick plastic pushing against her, just attributing all the more to this ride's burdening discomfort. She kept thinking back to that very day...the day she punched that old man square in the face, every bit of force behind her fist in one quick slug. Little did she know that very hit would abruptly end the man's life. Now she wasn't just some piece of street trash, she was trash with a murder rep.

The Police car finally came to a halt, the quiet squeak of the old brakes signaling that they had arrived. From her almost "undead" trance, Rowena broke and looked upwards. A grimace was quick to come to her face as she saw The Academy, just as cold and bleak as it looked in those brochures that slimy District Attorney was pushing on her. Her grimace had only twisted more as a cop approached her from behind, ordering her to put her hands behind her back in the most authoritative but cruel voice he could muster. She shivered slightly at the cold steel clenching her wrists, gritting her teeth in utter displeasure at the telltale click. The other officer soon departed from the vehicle....with a shotgun in his hand. What the hell did he need that for?! Were they escorting Rowena to Death Row or something? The girl could only assume, seeing how these two Pigs treated her like she was the lowest of scum. Cuffed and at gunpoint, there she was being escorted up to the gate, already this "Academy" looking like Folsom Prison. "Well here you are." Grumbled the cop that was packing heat, probably itching just to flip the safety on that Remmington and blow Rowena's head clean off. "Welcome to your new home. Got any last words to say?" Rowena glanced up at the prick, a bit of a defiant sneer crossing her pierced lip as she replied, "Yeah....Fuck you!" Angered, the cop flung Rowena's duffel bag, ordering his buddy to Uncuff the bitch! so they could be on their way, leaving Rowena burning with her own rancorous hate, a harsh glare as she watched the two Pigs pile into the cruiser and drive away.

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KatherinWinter said
She and Roxy will get along WELL *sacrasm*

Not sure what that means, but CHALLENGE ACCEPTED! >:D

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Vortex said
It looks good. Unfortuantly I'm not the GM and she is currently away so I'm sorry but you will have to wait for a little while.

It's cool. I'll probably check back early tomorrow.