[center][img]http://i.imgur.com/DGfBuOtm.jpg[/img][h2][color=orange]Hildr Reinhardt[/color][/h2][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/51fc61ac770a524e9468f174afa94d7f/tumblr_inline_n1xc79Kcic1rb3m8r.png[/img][/center]

The two liveliest times of an academics year; The beginning and end of the students attendance at the academy. A steady thrum of excitement, nervousness, and awe standing head and shoulders over the doldrums that may rule over the frostier girls and ladies in attendance. Everything that occurred from hence forth was endeavoring to recreate the energy felt now until they all eagerly stormed back onto the trains and departed for home many months down the line, so Hildr Reinhardt was going to enjoy the good vibrations while they lasted. 

Rubbing at wrists sore from spending a good chunk of the night and morning dedicated to papers which could have been handled weeks ago, the teacher slipped into the hall without fanfare amidst the crowd, pausing occasionally to smile and wave at favored students of prior years. 

[color=orange]"Oh dear, she's at it already?"[/color]  Hildr said to herself with a wistful smile as she came upon a table favored by a notorious prankster whose antics were the stuff of nightmare for the faculty to smooth over. Well, a nightmare for most others. Hildr thought Tilia's perversion was just the thing to cheer up a chill Winter's day. 

[color=orange]"Oh Ms. Fitzregald, you seem to have forgotten something."[/color] She announced herself from behind the exhibitionist in one breath and in the next caught her zipper between her nails and drew it closed brusquely, making no effort to avoid brushing against her in the process. Her hands rose and clapped against her shoulders, taking in the mixture of surprise and relief from the students who'd been agonizing over Tilia's state of undress till now. [color=orange]"Don't worry I fixed it for you, just like I'd expect any of your classmates to do the same in the future. We ladies have to look after one another."[/color]

"Y-yes Ma'am." Came the stuttering reply of those who had mustered their voices.

[color=orange]"Good. With an attitude like that I'm sure we'll have a great class this year. Have fun with your orientations~"[/color] Her voice turned sing-song as Hildr trotted off, giving it thirty minutes tops before Fitzregald found an excuse to lower her fly once again. It brought a chuckle to her lips as she took to the faculty's appointed spot and spat beside the only other who favored the finely tailored Columbian suits.

[color=orange]"Well, no one's set the curtain's on fire yet. Glad to see we don't have anymore cross dressing arsonists trying to sneak in again."[/color]