[hr][center][h2][color=00aeef]Jonathan Walker[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

Jonathan couldn't help but agree [i]completely[/i] with Ryuuto's assessment. The redhead was almost certainly an explosive and volatile sort. Unlike his quiet and more serious friend, though, Jonathan wasn't the sort to shy away from loud, aggressive, or belligerent people, as he sometimes fit all three of those descriptors himself. A shit-eating grin crossed his face that Ryuuto knew all too well from the past year. It clearly said 'I'm going to do something stupid and I'm going to enjoy every second of it'. Perhaps Ryuuto would change his mind after a calmer meeting. He usually changed his mind if he were proven wrong, but if he were proven 100% correct, then maybe a change of plans was in order. Still, full steam ahead -- nothing ventured, nothing gained!

After that train of thought ended, Jonathan finally nodded towards Professor Leden. Serious sort of teacher - moreso than he was used to. Maybe he'd end up in her class at some point, maybe not. He appreciated her coming to check in on him either way. [color=00aeef]"Hm, yeah. I think I probably should get this treated. Thanks. Speaking of heading to your office, when's the event starting? Almost feels like we're behind schedule."[/color]

He checked his watch to be sure. Judging by the position of the sun in the sky, it was [i]not[/i] 7:42 PM. He must have forgotten to wind it again.

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[hr][center][h2][color=f26522]Brock Van de Vate[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

From that first bit, Brock already knew he liked the sukeban girl's style. He placed his arms behind the back of his head and stretched. [color=f26522]"Nah. No point screaming like a dumbass. Lot easier to just hang back and watch."[/color] He shot a glance at Screamin' Bradley out of the side of his eyes, clearly visible beneath the Douchebag™ sunglasses.

Speaking of screaming, perhaps telling the two idiots what was going on might get them to shut up. Brock took a deep breath to ready himself - usually insulting people didn't lead to him getting his way no matter how strong the urge was. [color=f26522]"Not sure what's going on. I think there's supposed to be some sort of opening ceremony? Feels like whatever they're doing, they're fuckin' late, though,"[/color] Brock stated. Annoyingly, the sailor kid seemed like he wasn't the sort to take interest in the goings-on in the larger group. It did seem [i]odd[/i] that things had taken so long to get rolling. Perhaps the staff were too busy with the not-a-fight that happened a few minutes ago. He'd ask what was going on, but they were probably taking care of it already.

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