[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/bd98d2be-d58d-423b-805a-2117810f9ea5.jpg[/img][/center][hr] The two of them were anything but slacking, finding themselves quite physically active in the nurse's office all by their lonesome with Kanbaru enacting her duties to their fullest. Keeping the Detention Club safe from threats within and without required constant vigilance anda dogged pursuit of one's goals till the job was done. If that just so happened to leave her licking her lips clean as she pinned Chie beneath her, then all the more power to Kanbaru. It wasn't easy work either. Chie could be a biter when the mood struck her, and the surges of bloodlust Touka was sending her way made that a cerainty to be contended with. The bluenette took all of this with a grace and dignity unbeffiting their horizontal stature, right until the feeling of someone walking over their own grave struck her cold and she turned to the doorway. There passed a specter of death...or more accurately, the specter of a grieving sempai clearly on the war path if the drawn weapon was any indication. [color=cyan]"Touka's pissed. Chie's frenzied. Now Chiaki is here looking for blood? Oh damn it all we're going to level a city block at this rate, never mind the school."[/color] Kanbaru said, panic springing forth almost as fast as she did from the bed, dragging Chie to her feet alongside her. [color=cyan]"Come on, Touka's in no shape to get involved, so we're going to have to play at being responsible here."[/color] [hr][center][h2][color=slategray]Tsuruga Deishuu[/color][/h2][/center][hr] The mascot was spared any further abuse, a small weight falling from her bowed shoulders as the tiny applaince creature bounded onto Ami's person. Tsuruga couldn't say she adored the fuzzball but it was hard not for a girl to get attached to an intelligent, fuzzy animal that hung around and didn't pea in the corner. Even better, the strange senior saw them all as being so beneath her notice she made to leave rather then press the issue. Tsuruga wasn't going to run away with her partner grounded but that didn't mean she wasn't relieved to have the choice taken out of her hands. This feeling, though, was tempered by the vicious impulses that were seizing her as the rather bizarre light girl she'd accosted earlier made her presence known in full transformed state, looking the most eager of all of them for a fight. [color=slategray]"Don't look tough? Try saying that when she isn't here to cover for you!"[/color] The Iron Winged magical girl seethed, pushing up her glasses with a trembling hand. She could imagine the scolding she'd get for perferating the roof with her pinions but thought it would be worth it to silence just one of the uppity Light Girls invading their territory.