[h2]Mako Moritomi//Warakuma High, Auditorium[/h2]
[h3]Tuesday, April 14, 2015[/h3]

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It had suddenly occurred to Mako how ridiculous of a concept it was that he hadn't participated in such a marvelous distraction as the Drama club until now, and he came to school that day with the full intent of rectifying such an oversight. Of course, being that he was Mako Moritomi and prone to other distractions aside from those he was intent on, including his own admittedly terrible sense of direction, he now found himself in the delightfully awkward position of being late to practice on the first day that he intended to make his entrance.

[color=0076a3][i]Ah, well. There is a precedent for being "fashionably late," after all. And I am[/i] nothing [i]if not fashionable. For a certain definition of the word, anyway.[/i][/color] 

Mako smiled as he neared the auditorium. He was rather happy he had this idea, as it not only gave him a reason to explore the school a bit more, but also led him to an activity that would enable his commitment to spectacle. And he [i]would[/i] give them a spectacle, for certain. After all, it wasn't as though he didn't have experience to draw on for this sort of thing...

Squaring his shoulders, Mako arrived at the rather distinctive double doors to the auditorium, and, smiling widely, opened them carefully, hopefully not interrupting anything significant. He glanced over the assembled students, then walked in, carefully closing the doors behind him, and waited for his turn to address the individuals within.