[center][h2][color=cyan]Kanbaru Otoko[/color][/h2][/center][hr]

It seemed a touch peculiar there would be such a fuss over the matter of a single damaged desk. It wasn't like desks weren't damaged over the course of regular classes and clubs, and the long standing solution to that was to make it someone else's problem by swapping with an empty classroom's desks.

Fortunately the Class Rap finally crept out of the metaphorical shadows and re-established some order, doing just as the bluenette thought and sent Chie off to do it. It wasn't hard to imagine the red head skulking through the halls liked a kicked puppy being punished for soiling the carpet, even though she had little part in this. Kanbaru always took her for a complainer in those tiny things that didn't truly matter.

Yet the Fates seemed to conspire to make the party's differing locale a reality as Touka latched onto the idea of the club member's homes, and ran with it. It swiftly expanded into an event which was certain to eat up there night with a tourney over who would be made the host of a Christmas gathering for Dark Magical girls. Truly there could no worse fate then this, and the clean up promised to be the stuff of nigthmare's from which the host had no means to escape for it had consumed their very homes!

[color=cyan]"That's a great idea!"[/color] Kanbaru said, completely at odds with her inner monologue as she stepped forward, smothering Touka's face in her expansive cleavage while wrapping an arm around the back of her head to keep her pinned. [color=cyan]"Once the sun sets we'll all find a nice secluded spot and go at it. Ooh, I can't wait to see our fearless leader show off her stuff, it's been ages since I saw her work up a sweat!"[/color]