[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]

[color=orange]"Huh? So it is..."[/color] The teacher remarked glibly, fixing her attire without much thought. Unlike others, it was the result of an honest mistake, and it wasn't like she'd expect Boss to complain about getting a peek. 

Besides, there were more pressing matters to focus upon, such as the absence of the proper speech giver and the presence of the one in her place. A glance to her cohort spoke a litany on Boss' interpretation of events and they both shared a tense air of apprehension as the speech unfolded with...surprisingly little deviation from appropriate rhetoric. [color=orange]"She can't be getting soft one us-"[/color]

[center][i][color=f7941d]“Oh ho, and to conclude, you’ll each be finding your directions to class located in your dorm rooms. And you’ll find [i]those[/i] directions to the two lovely ladies dressed in suits to my right. Don’t be too shy to push and shove; they’re trained professionals, oh ho!”[/color]
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And the dropped with all the thunderous upheaval of a hall stuffed full of young maidens now clambering for the attention of two very displeased woman who found lines longer then the hall they were confined to already forming. 

It was into this confusion a [url=http://imgur.com/1XvCQSG] hurried young woman[/url] entered, short of breath and with a hand clutched to her breast to placate the exertion's of an unladylike dash from train station to academy hall. Her gave swept across the shifting assembly like a saber slashing the air, seeking not faces but a familiar mop of hair a similar shade of gold as her own. 

[color=gold]"Dana."[/color] She hissed beneath her steadily recovering breath and marched forward, with students parting before her like a sea, though whether it was from the air the malevolent vindication hanging about her or the more senior students recognized their actual Student President was indiscernible to her at the present. In a feet of surprising agility for one encumbered by such a modesty preserving dressing she bounded onto the stage and stood a full head over the impostor, glowering with such vehemence that even Boss would have been impressed. [color=gold]"Would you care to explain why I awoke to find you, my uniform, and assorted luggage were absent from the private cart and how said cart was then locked from the outside? I'm positively dying to hear your answer, and on top of that you can explain why the entire Hall has risen as opposed as the table by table method I'd [i]repeatedly[/i] spoken of at great length?!"[/color]

Her voice was clipped and carried such a barely restrained timber of wrath it was astonishing she could hold herself in such a non-threatening posture, hands softly folded before her and face schooled towards the stern rather then inflamed. Though that mattered little when she was certain both the suited teachers and those before her could hear the two on stage well enough.