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[h3][color=548b54]Dulga Tarata[/color][/h3][/center]

[color=548b54]"Should be fine. I mostly just need someone to spot for me. I'll be using heavy weights, so I just need you there to make sure I have help if I over exert myself."[/color] Dulga was going to leave soon, more so once Kenichi came in. She didn't care to listen to about the gym fiasco again and was quick to start walking when two new faces showed up. She was both bothered and concerned; bothered that more people were just showing up and getting in her way, but also concerned how these two people managed to slip in without Dulga noticing. She was getting careless.

Some ghost girl and a mysterious red head. Having felt that her quota of stupid people has been sufficiently fulfilled, Dulga turned to leave, only to end up face-to-face with the redhead. Her name was Yamada Shihone. Dulga vaguely remembers hearing this name among the upperclassmen, but considering that Dulga was a freshman she didn't concern herself about the seniors. She had her business and they had theirs. She assumed this one must've seen her in action before or perhaps she just assumes Dulga is one of the more imposing and skilled students, it didn't matter. Dulga brushed aside her hand as she walked towards the door. [color=548b54]"I am going to train. I'll see you at the gym, Mamoru."[/color] There were too many people here for her liking, too much noise, and nothing for Dulga to distract herself with. Had she been in a better mood she might tolerate inviting a Shihone to train, but Dulga didn't want to risk inadvertently inviting everyone else either. Mamoru was more than enough for Dulga.

[@pkken][@Melpaws]