She was unimpressed with this meeting. It looked like a festival of two groups; people who were more or less ignored and people who kissed up to their... Ugh, the russian would have to get used to calling her that... [i]mistress.[/i] and to top it all off, romeo and Juliet. good thing Faye didn't think to assign her to any role just yet. Best she could do anyway was to press the student council and the school faculty for some extra cash, and maybe a little scenic music from her humble musical skills.

The class dragged on to no end. The class was history, something Katja had an interest in forever and was being told nothing new. The test arrived just as she fought down a yawn. The Knight had no idea what code blue was, but it sounded urgent. Now if she only could get away from here...

[b]"Miss Orlova, in this country we require you to pay attention in class. Would you be so kind as to answer the question?"[/b] the teacher called her out when she caught her looking at the phone. "1944, operation Bagration was an offensive on an unexpected course through the marshes of Belarus. Total forces standing against each other were listed as about a million personell and 800 tanks on the german side, with 2.5 million and over 2500 on the soviet side respectively." she answered, with the teacher acknowledging with a surprised murmur. He'd be lucky if half of his students knew [i]that[/i] much, but he wasn't going to tell them that.

After that, Katja's excuse about an emergency in the drama club was taken and she was on her way to meet the rest. It wasn't one of those rating games they were being summoned for, those seemed organized. Nonetheless she dropped by her locker to pick up a cello case which was a convenient hiding place for her weapons - good thing she wanted to go practice today. Slinging the case over her shoulder, she continued on her way.