[center][h1][color=c0c0c0]Sirius Leverant[/color][/h1][/center]

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[color=c0c0c0]"They succeed in spite of their trying, then."[/color] 

Sirius was quick to retort at the intruder to his reprieve. After all, she surely hadn't set off with the intention of gaining his ire, but her incessant giggling and airy demeanor had managed it all the same. The way she winked at him only stoked his anger all the more; had she really come all this way just to flirt with him and make vague innuendo? If he hadn't been in such a foul mood he might have admired the initiative. However, he had arrived at Taiyōtawa to dominate the rankings of the ICW course, not the first airheaded bimbo to come drifting his way after class. A firm rebuke was in order, to make this fact clear.

[color=c0c0c0]"We all have things we'd like to do,"[/color] he mused coldly, [color=c0c0c0]"A tragedy that more often than not they don't come to pass."[/color][/indent]