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[h3]Dulga Tarata[/h3]
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Shuffling to class was a tall, cloaked girl. School security was tough, and not entirely perfect. When some students saw a tall figure wearing a mask and cloak they came to investigate and apprehended the target. And that's why Dulga was late for class: Despite having an ID card and proving her identity, she was detained by school security as they debated what to do with her. She technically wasn't breaking any school rules, however they did think that her cloak and mask weren't proper uniform. While many students had their uniforms altered to accommodate their Quirks (Dulga's own was almost completely backless to fit her arms), they weren't sure if she should be allowed to wear her cloak and mask. However in the end they allowed it so long as she keeps her student ID visible at all times, which meant that she had it hanging out on front of her chest.

Unfortunately the delay was long enough for Dulga to get to class and find no one inside. Seemed like everyone went ahead of her. [b]"Oh no... The teacher isn't going to be happy with me..."[/b] Dulga said quietly. She wasn't really sure what else to do or who to report her tardiness to. At least she had a slip saying that she was at the security office and not playing hooky. So Dulga looked for a seat and sat down, just waiting for class to return. She took out her phone and browsed the web for a bit, reading news and looking up local rumors, before returning to sitting in silence. [b]"I'm kinda sleepy."[/b] Dulga didn't sleep well last night. She was too excited about starting school today, so excited that she moved from her room to the living room. She meant to just drink some water and come back but she fell asleep on the couch. And because she fell asleep on the couch, she missed her alarm and woke up late. She rushed so much that by the time she got to school there wasn't even anyone to greet her. She thought she'd make it until the school security detained her and... Now she's here.

Sitting up Dulga looked around the room and herself. She wore the school's uniform which came with a skirt. She wasn't used to skirts; dresses sure, but not skirts. They felt too light and always about to fall off. She wore black tights underneath so she wasn't too embarrassed about wearing them, but she still didn't like it. It made her look too girly. When she was living with her parents they taught her to dressed practically, if unflattering. A lot of kids in middle school thought that Dulga dressed like a guy. Now Dulga was feeling stressed out, and she hasn't even met anyone yet! [b]"I could really go for a pickle right now."[/b] There was only one thing left for Dulga to do. Standing up and stretching her body, she played some [url=https://youtu.be/lX44CAz-JhU]music[/url] on her phone and started pacing around. She needed to get a rhythm first before she did her thing. Dulga swayed her hips back and forth as her hands started cutting through the air, letting the beats of her song carry her movements. Even as her movements became more wild, she slide between the desks and chairs like a breeze. Dancing allowed Dulga to focus her mind on the music and not on her woes. Though she did make sure to keep and listening ear if she heard students starting to come down the hall. She didn't want them to see this.