Exciting.

The air of hope, trepidation and anticipation was so thick in the air, one could almost cut it with a butter knife. How many of them were gathered, all hoping to be part of Shibusen?

Emillia herself couldn't help but feel excited. And a bit of fear as well. The fireworks exploded in the skies above, as music played from speakers placed somewhere. It would seem they were awaiting more students as the Principal, or at least she thinks it the Principal, was already on the podium, but still refrained from speaking.

"Terrier, Poodle, Dog, Carefree."

The hair on the back of her neck rose as she heard that voice. Emillia Granwyn turned around, as other students scrambled out of the way.

It was a Witch, one either too dumb to live, or so powerful that she was confident enough to enter Shibusen alone. That or the Witch had a plan all thought out.

Emillia herself quickly retreated, hiding behind a large pillar. Just in time as well, one of the students, obviously a Weapon as his hand transformed into a cannon, firing away at the Witch. Emillia would have applauded the lad's bravery, if not for his shot missing wildly and zooming just past her ear. It exploded behind her as she stood there petrified for a moment. Scared or not that guy there needs to work on his aim.

Hearing a low growl, she looked down towards a... a.. Pomegranade? Pomerian? Some sort of small dog with an annoyingly high pitch bark. This particular one was trying to make itself look threatening, snapping at her ankles.

"...ahaha...thats cute...you're gonna bite me?" Why if only she wasn't living in a no pets allowed housing, she'd probably kidnap this one and keep it as-

The dog bit her ankle, tearing a little hole in her stocking. Her brand [i]new[/i] stocking.

"YOU FREAKING MUTT!!"

With great strength she punted the dog like a football, sending it yelping right towards the back of the Witch's head.