After they stepped outside, Regan took her arm from around Yamada. Not because she didn't want to be seen so close, but... well, it didn't seem necessary to hold her so close the whole way. She looked up to the trees, admiring the cherry blossoms as they danced through the air, slowly falling to the ground. They were really quite beautiful. She turned to look at her roommate, "ne, Yamada-chan. You're a first year, right? Oh..." She follows the girl's gaze, noticing it's on her sword bag. "You want to know what's inside?" She smiles softly and takes the bag from her shoulder, looking around briefly. "I'll show you, but only briefly, ok? I shouldn't take the bag away."

The taller girl unzips the top of the bag and pulls it down just a little bit, enough to show Yamada the hilt and hand guard of her sword. "This was given to me by my mother." After just a moment, she closes the bag again. "It's supposed to be an extension of myself, so I have to keep it with me at all times. Don't tell anyone, though, ok? I wouldn't want to cause them distress, knowing a weapon is so close." She places a hand on Yamada's head before noticing the time. "Aah! Sorry, Yamada-chan, but we're going to be late at this rate. Let's hurry!" She slings the sword bag over her shoulder again and nods to her roommate before running ahead to the main building.

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2C, this was the one. The taller, busty girl stood outside the classroom for just a moment to catch her breath before entering the room. She wasn't late, at least. She tracks down her seat, somewhere near the middle of the room, next to the window.

"Wait a minute... The window? Impossible." Ah, she interpreted it wrong. Was it wishful thinking? And how didn't she notice? Wishful thinking was a powerful thing... frightening. She pulls out a piece of paper she'd scribbled her place down on and examined it again. It was... "This one." In the back, so that was good, at least. She sits and gets her supplies out, leaning her sword against the wall.