[color=6ecff6]"Zi'm going to back away slowly..."
[/color]

A few beads of sweat rolled down Roanesca's cheek as she stepped a pace back. As with most other onlookers, the thief girl with a peach-ornamented hat tried to resist landing their gaze on the almighty indecency of Gwen Sneezeglove- whatever her mumbo-jumbo surname is, but has failed to avert their thoughts away. Of course, this is a normal school! There's normal children engaging in conversations and expressing their disgust at a sight like this. 

But Roanesca could hardly believe anymore that this isn't a school for problem children. Look, the bat even got the glamour lady's tongue, clearly with awe and intents of romance and lust! Either it's only with this certain circle of girls that manias and other psychological matters far stranger than her kleptomania, or this could be a special-purpose pedagogical institution. Both of them seemed true, but both of them also seemed dubious. 

[color=6ecff6]"...and probably come back when zou're done with zour hullabaloos." [/color]

And with that, Roanesca turned her back and made a few slow paces towards the school courtyard.