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The stands were filled with chatter. Magical girls exchanging information, offering services, and commenting on the class. With all of their banter, it was unlikely many would hear the sound of a young woman dragging her feet behind herself. Her eyes were at half mast, her arms hung at her sides, but her outfit looked sharp and formal for the occasion. That was because Silvia wasn't really exhausted, she was just lethargic by nature. At least when it came to walking from place to place.

After her initial appearance, the Grand Ministry had accepted Stripes's request to go on an operation by herself. She was the wielder of a fable, but they decided to grant her request so long as she made frequent updates about her progress and wasn't too reckless. Didn't hurt that they had something relatively simple for Stripes to look into on hand. Fable or not, they were not totally ignorant of her greater power set when working alone. Stripes managed to foil a few attacks set up by the pageless, but didn't encounter anything that really tested her skill. Nor was she able to confirm anything the Grand Ministry didn't already know. The Pageless were growing in number, and becoming more organized. 

As annoying as it was, Stripes [i]did[/i] need help. She wasn't going to become any more skilled fighting such weak opponents, nor were the Grand Ministry going to take note of her prowess for clearing out a few Pageless gatherings. She needed to further her studies if she wanted to gain the renown she was seeking. While Stripes was an astute student, it was hard to do much book learning when you were traveling all over England to stomp out Pageless. 

Silvia looked out at the students who had attended class. She made it a habit to keep her distance from people, but noticed Nessie instantly. It was hard to forget the girl. She still remembered carrying that foul mouthed brat across the construction site, where she later got her grimoire. At the time she was a little disappointed that her thunder had been stolen by the pink haired lass, but thinking back on it, Stripes probably looked pretty cool there for a second. Protecting some innocent girl from some Pageless and allowing her to find her grimoire. It was almost enough to make her smile!

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No, she was still filled with apathy. 

There was also some talk about an exercise that involved teaming up with someone. Stripes was unsure if she would be included in that, but she sincerely hoped that if she was, that the number of students would be uneven. That way, she could be on a team by herself and let her power really shine. Otherwise, well, working with just [i]one[/i] other magical girl shouldn't cut her power by too much. Though it didn't really interest her. 

Though "Magical Girl Drossel, the Tuner" did. Not because of her pointlessly long title (Weren't they all magical girls?) But getting more in touch with her grimoire was [i]exactly[/i] what she needed. Especially as a fable, she'd need all the help she could get if she was going to punch above her weight class and challenge the system!

Silvia cracked open her book, at which point she was turned into Stripes, or more specifically, a giant tiger striped tabby. It was really easier to call her a tiger at this point though. She bolted out of the stands and tore her way towards the tuner. But as she got closer to the other classmates, her allies, her transformation wore off. Stripes stumbled forward a few steps, but regained her balance with ease.

[color=tomato]"I'm interested."[/color] Stripes locked eyes with Magical Girl Drossel, the Tuner, Formerly Known as Eins Reinhardt. Despite the intensity of her arrival, the tone of her voice didn't make it sound like she was that enthusiastic. [color=tomato]"Though I would, of course, like to know a bit more of what that entails."[/color] She scratched her hip.