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[h2][color=92278f]Natalya Ivanov[/color][/h2]
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[b][u]Location:[/u][/b] Powerbound Academy Auditorium
[b][u]Interacting with[/u][/b]: [@Ashevelendar] Alexis Hunter, [@CallSignCorsair] Seven
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[color=FF4500]"I have a query: Why does that organic female wish to incite agitation from her superiors? What does that organic male exactly mean when he names her a 'bitch'?"[/color]

Natalya turned to face the voice directed at her. It's electronic origin nearly through her off, but then she realized where she was. It was simply another freakish non-human thing. Despite the significant height advantage that the android had, she felt incredibly relaxed in his... or its... presence. Perhaps she felt like the droid simply wasn't capable of judging her based on her mutilated body. Natalya couldn't help but let out a little giggle at his overly formal question. Before Natalya had a chance to respond to the android, the "bitch" in question decided to pipe up once more.

"[color=silver]Thingy. Why don't you let this [i]organic[/i] deal with one idiot at a time ? This organic has no patience for idiots, [/color]" she said.

At this point, she seemed to have agitated many others in the crowd. Another girl had stepped into the fray and voiced her opinion, again siding with the majority. 

[color=92278f]"Poor girl; I think she just wanted to make friends. Doesn't look like it's working out so well, does it?"[/color] For the first time since she had arrived, she made her voice heard by more than just the lady at the front. Natalya tried to hold in her accent, but it somehow managed to slip out. It was probably for the best; her American accent was awful. 

With the situation now diffused and the headmaster back on track, he finished answering any lingering questions. He told the students about the available clubs and what exactly the "STC" was. With the first part of their orientation concluded, the students were instructed to follow one of the professors outside to the gym, where they would show off whatever they could do.

[color=92278f]"Well, looks like it's time to show the world just how weird we really are! Sounds like a blast. Would you care to join me... Robot guy? I'm sorry, but I don't know your name. You can call me 'Octopus lady' if you want. Or, 'The Kraken'. That's what the scared little children called me when they found me curled up under the bridge."[/color] Natalya forced a smile at the half-assed joke. Sure, she was called "The Kraken" several times, but more often than not it was by the newspapers speculating about the disturbance underneath the bridge. She had never actually scared any children. Well, never scared any children intentionally.