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Zar shook her head, but smiled in amusement, when Raule told her that she got into a fight with the griffon yet again. Then the fourth years and down disappeared in a bright white light, admittedly making Zar squint a bit. Once they were all gone, though, and the fifth years were instructed to play babysitter, she sighed. Still, she obliged and pulled her holopad from one of the many pockets hidden in her outfit, the jewelry around her neck clinking as she did. 

She was quickly connected and had the boxes scrolling by one by one in one window. However, in a second window, her focus was primarily on a program displaying Khayal as a 3D model. Her goal in her fifth year--aside from surviving and graduating of course--was to upgrade her weapon yet again. So her finger swiped and tapped against the pad, her gold eyes occasionally checking in on the cells that the students were trapped in. Sure enough, many of them were hesitant to engage in anything besides conversation. [i]They'll learn,[/i] she thought. 

Another fifth year sat down beside her and she greeted the cyborg with a polite smile. "Icebreakers, and we're babysitting," she replied. "Most of the students aren't too eager to fight, so it shouldn't be terribly difficult to keep watch." Then a thought occurred to her and she added, "I suppose it's a good way to scout for a partner if you need one." It wasn't uncommon for fifth years to take underclassmen under their wings, but she personally preferred working with someone as an equal if at all.

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