[h1][color=silver]Thalia Mizutani[/color][/h1]

The young woman hated entrance ceremonies and, being the girl she was, had even elected to ditch out on it without a care. While the other students were being herded off toward the auditorium the Russian hadn't even bothered to walk into the gates yet to go toward the school she wouldn't be spending much time in regardless of her parents wish for her to be well educated and live up to her potential. Most of the students around were dark haired and light skinned; typical American, European and Japanese students that would only serve to bother her and cause 'unprovoked' violence from her end the more time she had to spend looking at them. Not one gave her the impression that they would last a day without their precious security systems and money - seeing as the vast majority of them came from well off families. Not one of them was from a place that might inspire some need for their own survival though she couldn't exactly complain about them - they wouldn't try to stop her from leaving. 

She adjusted the bag on her shoulder, shifting the weigh so it was settled closer to her collarbone over the leather jacket she was wearing over a tight black tank top above a pair of jeans and combat boots. Dark eyes narrowed as one of the younger students looked at her and opened her mouth as if she was going to tattle on her for not following while the fair skinned young woman leaned against a post just off of school property. She smirked, showing a couple of her teeth, her canines were sharper than the average person by her own genetic heritage though it helped when she wanted to intimidate someone. Her boot thudded on the pavement as she tapped her foot, attracting the attention of one woman on the security force though she couldn't move against her until she was actually on the school grounds and classes hadn't officially started. Thalia knew the system, she'd memorized it and found every loophole; as long as she showed up to at least one class every day they couldn't pin her for truancy. 

Thalia stepped away from the telephone pole when the rest of the girls had been ushered inside and no doubt to the boring opening ceremony that the Russian girl had avoided via the system and she laughed, a deep, wicked chuckle that warded off the students who didn't need to attend this year as she passed through the gates and finally onto school property. She could figure out the layout herself since she now had about a half an hour before she had to rejoin the group as the spilled out onto the courtyard between the school and the dormitory but of course she had a more interesting idea. She was going to ruin the schools reputation. 

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As the students exited via the door she was leaning against a tree with her arms folded beneath her chest, the c-cups settled easily inside of her bra and shirt, a smirk on her lips as she waited for the teachers to stop her; a challenge in her dark gray eyes. When some students saw her they seemed to cringing back or move away from her and she studied each face carefully though it looked to be only a passing glance at each one; right up until a pair of tits created her raising gaze. Great. A girl that was taller than her. Thalia inwardly groaned though from the skin tone it was clear the girl was from south america, though she couldn't be sure exactly where since she'd never been there herself. Her gaze was as cold as the Russian snows, just like her hair was far and light platinum blonde that shimmered with silver and white just like the Siberian winter.  Her gaze lifted and found one of the security women walking toward her though when the girl was not intimidated and instead smirked at her she stopped and returned to the other students.

It appeared her reputation had proceeded her.