[center][h1][color=FFC0CB][u]N a d e s h i k o[/u][/color][/h1][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]  • Ishin Academy, Sapporo (Japan) •
[sub][b]April 7th -- School Grounds[/b][/sub] [/center][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][indent][hr][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent][/indent]

Now thoroughly out of her own head and aware of the present, Nadeshiko couldn't help but be confused by the situation. She hadn't seen anybody in that split second before the collision... Yet, there lay the black haired girl, face aflush and squirming like she had been mounted by a sex crazed foreigner. Her words only made less sense, until the giggling of another individual caught the attention of a certain jelly girl.

Peering up at the blue-haired female who found this situation so amusing, the sudden planting of a foot on the air above miss-blushy-face cemented the situation in her mind; she had run directly into an invisible boy. One who, quite irresponsibly, decided to stand right in front of an already occupied door frame. At least she could deny being at fault here.

As it seemed the giggling pig tails girl, apparently named Ume, helped the poor mountee off the ground, Nadeshiko set off to standing herself up, although the image of a dark skinned hand did catch her off guard and cause her pause. Following it up the attached arm and to the face of it's owner, Nadeshiko blinked for a moment. A foreigner? At Ishin? The school was known for it's nationalistic pride, as far as she had read. Why would anybody not fully Japanese want to attend it? It was not as if one could simply end up at Ishin; it was a very prestigious school.

Questions to be asked later,  perhaps, by one much more bold than she. She wrapped a handful of smooth, squishy digits around the girl's outstretched hand and allowed her to help pull the rest of her gooey form back onto her feet.

[color=FFC0CB]"I am fine."[/color] Nadeshiko answered curtly to the much taller female, noting there seemed to be trepidation in the girl's question. No doubt nervous, the slime girl thought, to be such a sore thumb within a very homogeneous population. She empathized with that, on account of her own very different set of looks. Orbs of soft pink gel shifted, directly themselves towards the last known location of the invisible boy in regards to this newcomer's question. [color=FFC0CB]"Carelessness, and an invisible boy."[/color] She informed the dark skinned girl, before shifting so she could face miss-blushalot.

A small bow accompanied this, a soft pout upon Nadeshiko's rosy lips. Despite it not wholly being her fault, she still felt quite badly about her actions resulting in so much distress for the poor girl. [color=FFC0CB]"I am sorry to have caused you so much trouble."[/color]