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Dulga Tarata


Having content to just resting her head until class started, Dulga was soon interrupted by a girl’s voice. Barely looking out from under her hood she could tell it was a blonde haired girl with light skin and a haughty attitude. She wanted to know why Dulga broke her own phone, but she didn't reply. Dulga had no reason to explain herself. But the stranger’s generosity caught Dulga off guard. Just a bit. Sitting up Dulga looked straight into the eyes of the blonde haired student. She was genuine.

”Don't take it the wrong way… I'm only going to use it until I get my old phone replaced. Then you'll have this back.”

Dulga accepted the phone and put it into her skirt pocket. She'd switch over the memory card during lunch or whenever she had a break outside of class. Before Dulga could go back to lying her head down a loud girl came over and started talking to Dulga and the blonde. She called herself “Aksha Mamoru” and said that Dulga looked strong. Dulga however made no comment as the girl then started talking to the blonde haired girl. Dulga just watched the two of them talking in case they had anything else to say to her.

@Lucius Cypher@Silver Carrot
"I apologize. I was... Entertaining guests." Anitta said as she tugged on her mask. She had left the day before due to members of her clan having stopped by, but their business was both brief and private. She'd have to address it again at a later date, but for now she was going to focus on her duties here. She went up to the job board and looked for some work to do. "Water and Honesty. Sounds mysterious. I like mystery." Looking at the request, the only thing it mentioned was meeting the contact in Ambran. Anitta figured that they would find her once she arrived. "I'll take this quest and go on ahead. The contact doesn't mention a meeting place, so I imagine he'll find us."

Anitta turned and started walking. She wondered if this was possibly a trap. She was confident in her skills however, confident enough that she knew an ambush may be the only way any foe could take her on. Of course confidence was a slow and insidious killer, so she would need to keep her wits about herself. Still this would be a good opportunity to hone and test her skills. Once Anitta was on the road she shifted her stance and went into a full sprint. She ought to make it to the city soon at the rate she was going.

Dulga Tarata


Dulga thought she was paying attention, but it only took a moment for her attention to lapse and let someone through the cracks. She had let herself be taken by the music, ignoring the world around her to let her body carry itself to and fro. Dancing allowed Dulga to clear her mind of all doubts, of all worries, and all concerns. She wasn't even concentrating on any good memories; all that mattered was the dance. she allowed herself to pick up a few objects around the classroom to twirl in her finger, then picking up her bag to dance with it as if it was a partner. It wasn't until Dulga had hopped onto a desk and balanced perfectly at top when she noticed some eyes through the door. Her eyes grew wide and her mouth agap underneath her mask.

Dashing to the front of the class Dulga grapped all the chalk in her hands, crushing them into a fine powder. She tossed a dust cloud of chalk towards the door, creating a cloud that would cover her tracks as she dove out the window. She opened it forcefully, causing it to crack as she jumped outside. She quickly realized however she was on the third floor; that meant at least thirty feet to the ground. But Dulga's embarrassment didn't let that stop her; gripping the edge of the window still, Dulga simply swung herself to the next window over, incidentally right outside of class A-1. With one of her mighty arms Dulga opened the locked window forcefully, cracking it as she entered. She didn't care if others were there looking at her: as long as they didn't see her dancing she didn't care.

Dulga took a seat near the back, pulling her hood over her face so that even her eyes were hidden. She fortunately managed to get her bag before she fled, but she forgot to turn her music off. She fumbled with her phone desperately trying to turn it off, and while doing so accidentally snapped her phone in half. "Shit... At least I have insurance on it." Dulga just rested her face on top of her bag, wrapped her cloak around her body, and looked completely depressed. "I swear if those people are in my class, I'm going to rip their eyes out." Dulga thought to herself. No one may know her secret and live.

@Quebexy@Aerandir

Dulga Tarata


Shuffling to class was a tall, cloaked girl. School security was tough, and not entirely perfect. When some students saw a tall figure wearing a mask and cloak they came to investigate and apprehended the target. And that's why Dulga was late for class: Despite having an ID card and proving her identity, she was detained by school security as they debated what to do with her. She technically wasn't breaking any school rules, however they did think that her cloak and mask weren't proper uniform. While many students had their uniforms altered to accommodate their Quirks (Dulga's own was almost completely backless to fit her arms), they weren't sure if she should be allowed to wear her cloak and mask. However in the end they allowed it so long as she keeps her student ID visible at all times, which meant that she had it hanging out on front of her chest.

Unfortunately the delay was long enough for Dulga to get to class and find no one inside. Seemed like everyone went ahead of her. "Oh no... The teacher isn't going to be happy with me..." Dulga said quietly. She wasn't really sure what else to do or who to report her tardiness to. At least she had a slip saying that she was at the security office and not playing hooky. So Dulga looked for a seat and sat down, just waiting for class to return. She took out her phone and browsed the web for a bit, reading news and looking up local rumors, before returning to sitting in silence. "I'm kinda sleepy." Dulga didn't sleep well last night. She was too excited about starting school today, so excited that she moved from her room to the living room. She meant to just drink some water and come back but she fell asleep on the couch. And because she fell asleep on the couch, she missed her alarm and woke up late. She rushed so much that by the time she got to school there wasn't even anyone to greet her. She thought she'd make it until the school security detained her and... Now she's here.

Sitting up Dulga looked around the room and herself. She wore the school's uniform which came with a skirt. She wasn't used to skirts; dresses sure, but not skirts. They felt too light and always about to fall off. She wore black tights underneath so she wasn't too embarrassed about wearing them, but she still didn't like it. It made her look too girly. When she was living with her parents they taught her to dressed practically, if unflattering. A lot of kids in middle school thought that Dulga dressed like a guy. Now Dulga was feeling stressed out, and she hasn't even met anyone yet! "I could really go for a pickle right now." There was only one thing left for Dulga to do. Standing up and stretching her body, she played some music on her phone and started pacing around. She needed to get a rhythm first before she did her thing. Dulga swayed her hips back and forth as her hands started cutting through the air, letting the beats of her song carry her movements. Even as her movements became more wild, she slide between the desks and chairs like a breeze. Dancing allowed Dulga to focus her mind on the music and not on her woes. Though she did make sure to keep and listening ear if she heard students starting to come down the hall. She didn't want them to see this.
Yes if possible. I'd just like to know what I could have her do right now.
Okay. I guess I'll just say that Dulga was late for class or something? Or do we just assume she's been there the whole time?
Thank you. Is there anywhere good for me to jump in at?
They've stabilized. I usually keep watch on RPGuild on my cellphone, but my dumbass browser doesn't save my information so I'm always lurking offline. otherwise I think I can try to play a bit more often now if you'll have me.
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