[center][h2][color=ff0000]Berry at the medical ward[/color][/h2][/center]

[color=ff0000][i]‘Argh...Fucking hell...I try not to go for the face and get a shield to mine instead...Asshole...’[/i][/color]

Such were the thoughts of a disgruntled teen as he exited Beacon’s medical ward after a quick free check up, feeling physically better but mentally exhausted from being examined by a woman with a surprisingly dark sense of humor. 

[color=ff0000][i]‘Kind of pointless in the end since he practically made out with my sword...Maybe next time I'll just make him kiss the sharp end of my shield if he likes it so...’[/i][/color]

His inner tirade was interrupted by a slight vibration emanating from his right pocket, and with a flick of his wrist was greeted by a concerned message from a usually not so worried leader of his.

[colour=crimson]To: Rori Russet, Berry Caerulus Baulur[/colour]
[colour=crimson]”Hey, it’s Lan, Could you two meet me at the library? Tsuki wasn’t in any of our shared classes. I’m a bit worried.”[/colour]
[colour=crimson]Zhu Chun Lan[/colour]

[color=ff0000][i]‘...Sure,why not, maybe I’ll get to vent on something...’[/i][/color] mused the would be dragon before lazily hitting the reply button.

[colour=ff0000]To: Rori Russet, Zhu Chun Lan[/colour]
[colour=ff0000]Re: ”heading there now”[/colour]
[colour=ff0000]Berry Caerulus Baulur [/colour]