[center][b][colour=LightCoral]Mura Sahashi[/colour][/b][/center]

Mura was sat in her chair waiting rather quietly for the club introduction or activities to start. Whilst everyone else was chatting, she was silently sat, slightly off to the side but still with everyone, staring off into space. She had been up all night with one of her "clients" and hadn't gotten too much sleep. When she got home to change and head into school her brother had had another one of his now more common freak outs. She had a couple new bruises, but that wasn't new news. At least she got a pretty good pay out of the last nights "activities". 

Her thinking was shattered like a glass pane hit with a brick as the president of the club slammed the door and then a small speech. Apparently the snacks weren't available until the end, but that wasn't what she was there for. She had been blackmailed previously by the president with threats to leak some more than revealing picture of her after school activities to the school. Then it was followed by a question, which had a clear answer of imaginar- wait, no, apparently that wasn't it. A girl from the other side of the room who had been previously clicking her pen spoke up, giving a less than sensitive view on the subject. 

A small fight broke out across the room between two students that clearly didn't like each other very much. One of the students had been playing some rather obnoxious game music at a pretty loud volume, but that wasn't much of an issue. The another girl began with some ideas for him to contemplate, before he came back with some witty humour. To do with him and his name. Charles Thompson, he said his name was. Mura began to think, since she was fairly certain she had beaten him and dragged him into an ally at some point. All was quickly resolved, however, with the intervention of the president. Charlie seemed to give up after being knocked down a peg by the prez, but not without him giving an all too impolite retort to one of the other kids. First insulting his appearance and then his sister? That kid sure had a mouth that liked to run, and if he hadn't been knocked out in an ally before he sure as hell would be soon. Of course she kept this to herself and kept listening to the president talking.