Ai was already beginning to regret this decision. 

From the moment she took a seat next to two girls she never bothered to learn the names of - including one that was currently rattling off [i]Bible quotes[/i] of all things (this was Occult Club, for god's sake...no pun intended) - she had been quietly observing everyone in the room. Thinking. Judging. 

Well, let's see. 

Obnoxious. Stupid. Loud. Promiscuous. Haughty. They didn't need to state their business. It was written all over their faces, all over their ridiculous clothing choices. Humph. 

Ai's body language conveyed plenty about her attitude: legs spread slightly in an almost masculine fashion, one arm hooked over back of her chair, glasses low on her face so that her squinted eyes passed coldly person-to-person. It was as though she had a giant sign over her reading [i]don't talk to me, I don't really want to be here.[/i]

Of course, she had already visited the refreshments table. A paper plate was balanced in her lap, two brownies stacked on top of one another, one partially bitten into. A water bottle rested on the floor next to her, further extending the "territory" she was taking up in the room; the cap was off, and the whole thing was dangerously liable to spill. 

Some time after the mindless chatter filling up the room reached its peak, Ai's gaze followed a young girl walking up to the classroom's board. Ai thought her to be quite beautiful, if she were to admit it - and the way she carried herself was indicative of confidence. Ai took a liking to her immediately. 

The girl spoke for a bit, and- oh, god. Introductions. Nice. Ai folded one leg over the other, her free hand coming to rest on her knee. This ought to be interesting. 

...Especially since Bible Babble girl took it upon herself to skip her way to the board. Ai twitched slightly as the girl's chair scraped against the floor. But if nothing else she was going to at least [i]try[/i] to give her the benefit of the doubt. Even if the girl-Yoshi-was just [i]so concerned[/i] about devil worshippers in Occult club. 

The next to speak was a boy, who gave a relatively quick introduction before taking a seat once more. Zane, was it? Skeptic type. Alright, maybe there were some sane people here. 

Slowly, making her movements obvious to convey to the others that she was about to go next, Ai set down her plate of brownies and stood. As she walked to take her place at the board, figuring that it would be for the best to get it over with, her movements were stiff, almost awkward. Sometimes she couldn't help but wonder if other judged her with the intensity she judged others - what did her walk say about her? Her clothes? Her voice? 

[color=9e0b0f]"Greetings. My name is Yamauchi Ai. I am a first year at Yurei High,"[/color] she began, voice medium-toned and steady - if a bit robotic, [color=9e0b0f]"I joined because the name was interesting."[/color]

She paused, scanning over her audience. With no one obviously offended (meaning that she hadn't had a chair thrown at her yet), she finished up with, [color=9e0b0f]"As a fun fact, I am allergic to cats."[/color]

And just like that, she was finished, step-step-stepping back to her seat without any obvious flourish and placing the plate of brownies back in her lap.