[@MordecaiThe 1st][@floodtalon][@Redward]...

Vatalla raised her eyes at all the new arrivals, standing up from her cleaning work. It was kind of weird for a sudden surge of students to want to join a club right smack between class periods. Some of them looked the sort to be ditching anyway, but this isn't exactly a good place to hide. Nor was it the club's active hours to be expecting any members to be here. This was supposed to be [i]secret[/i], after all. Right? Actually, the last bit got to her a bit. How did they even know they were there? Then it crossed her. Like a wet, sewer smelling towel slapping across her face. Ah shit. The puddles outside. She had left a trail straight to them. If some dinky students can find them here, than surely some teacher has the brains to. Even if some of them did appear to have it half put together. 

"Sheesh, looks like everyone wants a bit of detention these days... I'm gonna warn you now. Not fun." Vatalla muttered, quickly moving outside and tossing the towel on the floor. 

She then quickly dabbed the water around with it attached to her foot, hurrying up and down the hallway before slamming the doors behind her. Vatalla let out a stressed huff. She must've looked silly, but she didn't care. Getting caught now was not an option. It was a slippery mess in the hall still, but it wasn't as obvious unless someone actually went and [i]slipped[/i] on the stuff. She made a mental note to apologize to Jojo later on. Not because she caused him to fall. But because she secretly laughed at him for it. Anyway, that shouldn't be happening again. Most likely. This was the area on the second floor with all the club rooms. Clubs that shouldn't be active right now. Aside from this one. But no one really knew that in the first place. Which confused her all over again. Still, Vatalla didn't show any of it. If its one thing she learned long ago about this school; conventional logic, just throw it straight out the window. 

After the little antics, Vatalla continued on as if none of that happened, brushing tangly hair strands out of her face. She didn't really look over anyone in particular. But the ditzy little girl didn't vibe well with Vatalla. As with any person who dealt with regular people on any daily basis, she got all sorts of bells ringing in her head. 

"I'm not gonna question the thought process behind putting priority on randomly trying to joining a club during school hours, over that of getting to class on time. Speaking of which, there should only be..." she said, opening the clock interface on her Enlil Network just as the bell to the next class rang. She shrugged her shoulders. "Well, there you go. Now, if it was up to me, I'd kick you all back to class for ruining my personal 'break away from annoying people' time. Along with a rejection notice. But it's not. So... meh." 

With that, she moved back to her desk, tapping Aito on the shoulder with a grin, "Interesting year we're gonna have, huh?"

Soon enough, the faint sound of pen scratches can be heard again as Vatalla quickly immerses herself back into work. She seemed a little bothered by the amount of people gathered around, but such qualms were swallowed over by her own focus.