[center][h2][color=aba000]KRISS MAUSER[/color][/h2][/center]

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A long moment passed as Adam turned to make eye contact with Kriss. A much longer moment passed as Kriss realized that Adam was waiting for him to continue talking. Time slowed to a crawl as Kriss found himself locking eyes with Adam, both of them waiting for the other to say something. He had at least succeeded in catching his attention, and through the mask of disinterest, Kriss could glimpse a twitch of irritation over his terrible accent. It was too late to just turn around and leave, but for the life of him Kriss couldn't think of anything further to say. He watched to his silent dismay as Adam turned back to watch the action. He followed his gaze just in time to see the class president, Adam Solis, cut a robot head in half as it hurtled towards the headmistress. 

His ears perked up as the student barked a response back at Adam (the class president, that is), who had reprimanded her for hurling something at the head of the academy. Her voice had a sharp German edge to it. Almost in response, the robot test ended. Kriss people were beginning to move away. He cleared his throat, deciding to risk starting a conversation anyway.

[color=aba000]"A German first-year? It's been a while..."[/color] he muttered, turning back to face his classmate. [color=aba000]"So how have things been? You were productive over the break, I'm sure."[/color]