[center][h1][color=f49ac2]Juniper Finlay[/color][/h1]
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The boy she had spoke to responded rather curtly, eyes glowing like a jack-o-lantern. [color=fff200]"Any fucking kind really, half the chicks here look like they belong to some kind of cutting board school for the flat chested, I almost feel like a pedo bear for trying to steal glances at chest and asses here, I'm almost completely sad that I even hoped some of these chicks had back when they didn't even have any front."[/color]

Juniper looked down at herself, then back at the boy. She was not flat chested in the slightest. She was at least a C-cup, and even though she was slender, she could bench-press about five times her own weight with ease.
[color=f49ac2]"You're daft!"[/color] she giggled, but she didn't get much further before the instructor started talking again. Apparently, she was wrong. A chaser was really...
[b]"A miserable little pile of killings, of course! But enough talk... Have at you!"[/b] cried a sultry looking Youkai before descending. After a queer looking affair, the Youkai told the gathered applicants that no, they would not get inside the academy tonight, but tomorrow. That sucked, but it wasn't nothing she wasn't used to. Juniper was more focussed on the girl being called Absinthe Red despite Absinthe being green. And even that paled compared to the strange boy she was talking to.
And then she realised what was going on. A bunch of strangers were going to be sleeping in the same, cramped quarters on the hard stone floor. They were going to be forced to shack up together for a fairly long time. Someone was already getting crabby, shouting about how unfair it was and that she would sue. Juniper saw it a rather different way:
[color=f49ac2]"[b]SLUMBER PARTY!"[/b][/color] Oh gosh, there were so many people to talk to! So many things to see, people to do! Strike that, reverse it. She would have to find a good spot, maybe find a couple of people she could share with.
Fortunately for her, not only was she particularly toughened from her long days slaving away in the mines, but her Dad had the foresight to pack a sleeping bag with her things. The only question was who to set up camp with.

Turning her back on the platform, the Pink Pain went to continue talking to Gaz, to ask him if he wanted to share her sleeping bag. Sadly, he had got a little distracted - and by that, I mean he was a kitten's whisker away from pummeling some fellow. Through the crowds, she noticed another brawl brewing, started by "I'll Sue You" girl. Was this the right time? Perhaps she had better leave it until after the troubles were over. Little Red looked lonely, maybe she would keep her company.

She pushed her way past several people, making a beeline for the girl with red hood. The big fellow could handle himself, and the Sue You girl now had what appeared to be a miniature scientist growing out of her. Huh. That wasn't a sentence she ever thought she'd say.

[color=f49ac2]Hey, Red, you okay?"[/color] she asked as she approached the stranger. [color=f49ac2]"You wanna talk?"[/color]

[@KoL]