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The RP has my approval thus far, a well-sized group and everyone's characters seem to complement one another well enough
I don't...think it's my post. Would it be Myke's?
..So...now what?
I don't really care, as long as we make sure not to trample over one another
Amy wants to be the Goku, but realistically will probably wind up being the Buff-bot of the RP XD
Just as Amy was about to offer a response to the Headmaster's question, she watched people flow into the room, a few others that each pinged her interest. The first seemed cocky, but observant, the worst kind of cocky if you asked her. An overconfident man who could back it up was generally the worst, and on a more superficial level that chain belt wasn't the most friendly of markers. The second seemed sleepy, though that was likely an understatement, and struck her as the lazy type. She supposed, however, if she was in this school she had to have talent of some form, so clearly she was skilled in some martial arts of some type. The third was a girl with a sword, and she seemed very earnest when it came to meeting their headmaster. An admirable trait she supposed, though she wasn't sure what it was, something about the girl seemed off, not necessarily in a bad way, but in a way that threw her for a trip. The next was short but had a fairly deep voice, a rather interesting combination. He seemed an alright sort based on her incredibly limited perception of him. The last was equally respectful, though the way he eyed them was interesting, like a soldier eyeing his opponent, not a student seeing his classmates.

In the immediate aftermath, she stood up from her chair and gave a short bow to the headmaster, saying "Sorry it took me so long to respond, I didn't wish to interrupt anyone, Kouchou. I am Amy Lirith, and I came from a long way away from here in order to study at this academy. I look forward to learning from you so I can better protect the weak in this world." At that, she sat back down to relax until class started. As it turned out, however, it wasn't very long at all before class started. Indeed, almost as soon as she sat down, he gave a quick introduction and began handing out packets he said would be important. When she received hers she immediately leafed through it, picking out important information, and resolved to do a more thorough inspection later. The man proceeded to ask how skilled the students were in schooling their energy and, eager to begin the learning process, Amy raised her hand, saying "I'm good at controlling my energy, Kouchou." It was true as well, since her main power was the ability to move her energy from herself to others and back again, as well as using it to strengthen her speed when she was facing strong opponents, she had to be very good at that technique, and so she practiced it extensively.
Amy walked into class with a slight aura of trepidation about her at being here. A school like this, focused on the martial arts, set her on edge like little else could. This owed, primarily, to the massive mix of styles and the morality behind those who wielded them. She could almost guarantee some of the people here were, put simply, berserkers who just wanted a fight. That said, she made her way to her seat and sat down quietly anyway, tapping her fingernails on the desk nervously. Looking up, she noted a man was already here and, upon checking the board, she quickly realized this was none other than the headmaster of the school, which only set her further on edge. Why was he here? Was she in some kind of class for problem students? Maybe it was the opposite and this was an honors class meant for people the headmaster himself had selected? The very idea was nerve wracking, either way, and she sighed to herself at that. Being so nervous was out of character for her, but it was the first day of school so she supposed that was to be expected.

Her own attire very much resembled the headmaster's own, but her clothing was a more traditional white gi, tied with a simple belt. It was rather unconventional to not wear a belt signalling one's skill level, but she figured that it was best to be cautious for her first few days here. Flicking some of her hair out of her eyes, she began to toy with the grip to one of her fighting knives to pass the time. The weapons hadn't ever bit flesh, at least not in earnest, and so were fairly easy to keep clean. They shone with a silver gleam that indicated years of careful tending, never being allowed to lapse into dis-repair. Fully drawing them, she lay both knifes on her desk in a cross shape. This way she could draw both quickly if need be, but also served as an easy way of telegraphing to the others that entered what she used to fight. That said, she couldn't just keep sitting here quietly, and eventually voice "Umm, Kouchou, are you going to be our teacher for the year?"
...Aw man. Hanzo just took the theme I was going for. Well, time to think up a different direction for my character. XD


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