[right][hr][color=gray][b]Toukotan Park - The Asterisk[/b]
Spring, SY 3233/UC 233/AY 117[/color][hr][/right]
Who the hell was this fuckboi?

Out of nowhere, some lanky fellow who was even pastier than herself joined in on the commentary, slinging mad puns like an inappropriately comedic newscaster. For a moment there, Merringo contemplated tossing out a middle finger before sticking a rod up his ass, but such pointlessly spiteful actions were quelled easily by the fact that, hey, if they got into trouble for this, she could split the blame!

[b][color=a187be]“Indeed, Mr. Goutrev,”[/color][/b] Merringo chimed, making a name up on the spot, [b][color=a187be]“It truly is awful for children to be getting into unsanctioned fights right at the start of school! This must reflect quite poorly on the planets they’re representing, as well as their own character. Oh, to think that the Asterisk, a symbol of humanity’s unity and an academy for raising the brightest amongst the stars, would devolve into a delinquent’s paradise so soon!”[/color][/b]

But then, out of nowhere, a new challenger arrived, and with all the drama of a badly produced movie’s shaky cam, Merringo swivelled just in time to catch Princess Lukarya Ahn-Rysslind fon Zahria Amarant’s dramatic entrance. An errant wind caused her hair to billow dramatically, while her heels clicked above the noise of the rabble, announcing her every step. If it wasn’t for the live streaming, the auburn-haired youth would have been tempted to slap on some tense, heroic soundtrack right there, but alas, twas the burden of live journalism.

[b][color=a187be]“What’s this? An exciting new development, folks! It appears that her Excellency, the third Princess of the esteemed Amarant Dynasty, has arrived to quell this f- Nope, here we go again. As expected of an imperial warrior-princess, lashing out immediately once words fail her! A decisive attack! But it looks like Sylas Flaurence, as that man claims himself as, isn’t out of th- Nevermind! He is! Wow, if the Third Princess of the Amarant Dynasty, Lukarya Ahn-Rysslind fon Zahria Amarant doesn’t get herself expelled for this, we can certainly expect bright, combat-centric performances from her in the near future, whether sanctioned or unsanctioned! Now, let’s have a play-by-play of that amazingly fast duel. Goutrev, back to you.”[/color][/b]

But such things could only last so long before the authorities arrived, clad in power suits and official-looking badges, dispersing the crowd and dragging key witnesses or suspects or whatever fucking else into the cars.

…

Well, she supposed this was a natural consequence of recording the entire fight while offering commentary as well. What a life.

[b][color=a187be]“Hey, seeing how I know where the police station is and all, I can head over there on my bike, yeah?”[/color][/b]

A non-committal response, befitting of a lawful drone.

[b][color=a187be]“Cool.”[/color][/b]