[h2]Adachi Ruriko[/h2]

The small dark-haired girl didn't have to wait particularly long, either. Moments after she had made her decision, the rather distinct form of a western student stepped through the door. It was hardly difficult to recognize her due to the rarity of such students, but Ruriko did not know her name. Only that she was a westerner, and she had been the first person to walk through the door. Therefore, there was only one response in the black-haired girl's mind. Her training was paramount after all.

"That doesn't matter," she began, staring intensely at the blonde girl, "Because now, [i]you[/i] will be my opponent!"

To punctuate this, she drew her sword. Starlight Masamune gleamed as it hissed through the air, to point squarely at the other student. It was fitting to take this seriously. If she was rejected, well... she wouldn't be happy, not one bit. A mock battle would be training for the both of them, wouldn't it? Even if Ruriko knew she would win, and did not question that fact. Still, it'd be beneficial for the both of them.

A second student, this one male, entered shortly after the girl. Ruriko's eyes shifted to him for a moment.

"You'll be next!" she declared, "Mock battles are the ideal training for any student."