As Akira walked down the hall with his hands in his pockets, most would assume he was skipping class. Many people thought of him as a delinquent, an unfortunate rumour spread last year that never went away. In reality he was about as far from delinquency one could get, right now he had a free period so he was just wandering around to see if anything interesting was happening. Another rumour about Akira is that he was a famous thief who stole from assholes who tormented others, not that it could be proven. In a world where [b]<Thief>[/b] was a common class it was hard to prove any one person was behind crimes. Not to say the rumours were wrong, they were quite true actually. Which lead him to the reason for his wandering, maybe if he was lucky he would find some asshole in need of attitude adjustment.

As he pondered his actions for the next hour he happened to step on a piece of paper that had been left on the floor. [Color=crimson]"Jeez, it's not like it's hard to find trash cans around here."[/color] Akira kneeled down to pick up the paper, turning it over to reveal a recruitment poster for the Monster Hunting club. He hummed to himself lightly, looks like he just found himself something to do.
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As he approached the class Akira couldn't help but notice a boy around his age looking a bit bruised as he picked himself off the ground. He scanned the floor to figure out what was so slippery, quickly noticing the trail of water leading inside. Akira carefully made his way around George, watching his step so that he wouldn't look like an idiot to whoever ran the club. 

[i]Knock knock![/i] He knocked on the open door twice, entering with a guarded expression as he looked around. [Color=crimson]"Pardon me, is this the Monster Hunting Club? I found your poster and was wondering if I could join."[/color] He held out the poster in his left hand, looking at both Vatalla and Alto as he was unsure which person ran the club.