[color=8493ca][center][h2]~Rei~[/h2][/center][/color]
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Rei gave a sharp glare to Izumi, her expression of disbelief wrestling with her outright annoyance at the mere notion of the idea. Worst yet, Sayaka was buying into that blatant lie and proclaiming the obvious physical difference between the two girls. The younger Momoko resisted the urge to strangle her teammate, instead focusing all of her irritation at the so called teacher of the class.

[color=8493ca]“First off, I am [i]not[/i] your imouto so don’t call me that. We’re not even related. As for you Homura-san, I wouldn’t think our bodies would be too developed. We’re only First Years after all,”[/color] she said with ice in her voice, continuing to cross her arms. 

She continued to remain in that pose even after more students showed up for class. Frankly she didn’t want to put up with Izumi’s rules but she also didn’t want her pride tarnished twice in the same day. That was why she remained standing with a dark expression, only nodding when Addie arrived and handed her two roommates a couple of drinks. 

Now all that was left was for class to begin. The younger Momoko wondered just what sort of teacher didn’t allow for sitting in their lessons. Surely they were done with the physical components and were going to learn some actual assassin tactics, right? But whatever thoughts she may have had at the moment were soon blurred into nothingness once a familiar streak of blonde hair rushed through.
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[color=f7941d][center][h2]~Donna~[/h2][/center][/color]
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[color=f7941d]“Oh ho, well isn’t this interesting!”[/color]

Rei openly scowled as another member of the Black Class appeared before them as if by magic. Or maybe she was just that fast. Who knew really? In any case, Donna smirked at her fellow classmate and roommate before noting the crowd of students that had all bustled into the room. She spotted Miles almost instantly, flashing him a manic grin along with a wink.

Then she noticed Minako sitting right next to him and smirked at her with a wave of an entirely different meaning. She made sure to reveal her row of sharpened teeth before turning to Izumi. She was already imagining so many ways and methods in coating the walls red with Minako’s brains.

[color=f7941d]“Hey Izumi, can I eat the small runt? The one sitting next to Miles? Ooh, can I, can I, pretty please? Oh ho, I’ll even save you a piece since I know you like fried calamari~”[/color]
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[color=red][center][h2]~Head Director~[/h2][/center][/color]
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[color=ed1c24]“That’s quite an interesting story Miss Akera. However, that still does not excuse you for breaking school violation. I have much better things to do then to discipline Third Years who should know better by now.”[/color]

Saya stood at the doorway of her office with arms crossed, red eyes unreadable. How long she had been standing there in silence, biding her time to watch the conversation had yet to be seen. But it was obvious that she had been there for quite some time and she soon moved away from the door to take her seat at her desk.

[color=ed1c24]“Now then. Explain to me why I shouldn’t give you yet another suspension from your precious alcohol.”
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