[h3]Kyoran Morisaki[/h3]


Kyoran having shrugged at the girl with the tail instead made his way over to the gym where he heard the last part of the ceremony or so it seemed. [b][color=39b54a]"Fight huh?"[/color][/b] Kyoran grinned and then followed the rest of the C ranked people out of the gym. He wanted to warm up first before taking on that girl who was talking at the stage. Who would provide him with a good warm-up? His eyes searched for a suitable target. He wanted some fun. To stir the pot abit. Anger the rest or spread fear amongst them.

He decided to go up to the girl who had previously sat recruiting for the journalist club.
Kyoran raised his arm and in a slight wave. [color=39b54a]"Yo! Want to play with me girl? Think you could keep up with me? Heh..heh."

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He wanted to pick on some really weak ones, it usually meant someone tough would try step up in their defense and he would get more effect by beating them up too.

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[h3]Andou Reimu[/h3]


Looks like the ceremony was over. The council was pretty much what he had imagined they would be like. A overclass like nobles high on their golden thrones. They however surely had quite the potent amount of skill and power to be where they were. Reimu didn't doubt that one moment, but as it was for now his plan was to remain unnoticed and stay clear of fighting until he had gathered some information about each indvidual and their powers.

From there he could work out a tactic and way of dealing with them if he would have to fight them. Eventually he would have to. Since he was going to be as strong as he possibly could be. Rise in rank was inevitable. But not in recklessness or hurry. That was a way to find oneself clueless to ones surroundings and eventually fall because of it.

Reimu knew that the first step to attain greater power was knowledge. Thus the library would surely be the best place to start with. Yuu had begun eating her apple as she carefully followed Reimu towards the library. Trying their very best to avoid bumping into someone on the way there.


[h3]Gilbert Dawning[/h3]

Gil was happy that the ceremony was over though it opened up an issue for him. He couldn't continue training until they cleared things up abit. Though right now a shower was more attractive. Gil headed into the lockeroom and undressed before grabbing his towel and shower gel, before walking into the showers.

He turned on one of the showers and began to wash his hair and body until finally he placed both his hands against the nearby wall. Lightly slamming his fists into it.

[color=00746b]"Damn.."[/color] He hated to be around the corridors, the classrooms and the library. That meant people could possibly come to pick a fight with him and he had to beat the living hells out of them. He really didn't want any S rank to fight him either. That meant him becoming S rank himself and he did not want that spot. All the work involving it and... being social.

The thought caused a shiver to trace up his spine and he gulped down his worries. Perhaps he could fake illness and place himself into the sick bay? But that meant also talking to people. Damn he hated people. He took his towel to his hair and then after drying himself he wrapped it around his waist. That's when he noticed to his horror there was a woman icon on a nearby door.

Crap! The damn ceremony signs had covered the icon on the door! He was in the wrong lockeroom! This was the girls lockerroom! He screamed on the inside. A scream which would have been heard throughout the entire academy had he not placed his hand before his mouth.

He had to hurry and get dressed. He made his way out of the shower area and to where his clothes were. A sign of relief on his face. None had entered. He grabbed his clothes and was just about to begin take his clothes on. A noise of some girls talking and suddenly the door began to creak and open. He instictively lunged himself into a open locker and pulled the door close, taking his clothes with him. The locker had no lock on it. This was bad. No. It was worse than bad.

At this rate he would not only be known as a grunting loner but also a pervert and get more trouble. Gil peeked out of the small line-like holes out of the locker to see if the coast was getting clear. The sight he met was the back of a girl in the locker in front, and he saw her unbuttoning her bra at the back, before raising a towel to her chest and rushing into the showers.

Gil felt the sweat travel down his neck and he gulped. He had to wait until they had cleared the area. Damn the council for covering the signs with those damn posters!