The bell rung.
Its shrill sound froze Shiro's expression and body solid as cold realization washed over him.
"C-combat class is over?"Body growing rigid, how many fights had he missed? How long had he been absent from class? How long had he been standing there talking to Sepia?
"My stuff is still at Combat Class!"Not to mention...
"I still have my weapons with me!"He'd have to check his weapons back into the Armory, backtrack to get his things from Combat Class,
and make it to his next class on time?
"Damn! Damn! Damn! I'm so boned!"Shiro absolutely
detested being late.
Ears and tail standing erect from the shock, Shiro broke out in a slight cold sweat.
"U-uh, Sepia? Excuse me for a second, I have to go check something." Turning, he re-entered his dorm room and left the door wide open as he stalked back to the bathroom. Snatching up Abel's clock, he looked at the time in horror as his emotional state quickly reached critical. Mouth hanging open, his face reddened as his trembling grip strained the time-telling device's structural tolerance against a feverish tiger faunus' strength. Hairline cracks appearing over Abel's clock in Shiro's hands. He only had minutes to spare. Shiro was fast, but he wasn't
that fast. No way he could realistically run a marathon around campus to do what he needed to do and make it to the next period on time. Still staring at the crumpling clock in his hands, his mind rolled through his options.
"I have to take Kladenets and Perun with me to Math class and just risk looking like a fool. I'm gonna have to go on break or some other time back to Combat Class to get my things. I won't have anything to take math class with, so I'll have to just borrow supplies from someone else. Damn it all!" Chucking Abel's clock over his shoulder, he scooped up his weapons and slung them onto his back. As Shiro slammed the bathroom door shut behind him, the clock clattered in the bathroom sink. Right next to Shiro's forgotten and open bottle of medication.
As Shiro walked out of the room, Scoot jumped onto his friend's back and climbed up to the tiger faunus' shoulders. Though clairvoyant the ferret was not, he knew when Shiro was up to something already. Stepping through the threshold of his team's room, he put up his hands in an apologetic gesture towards Sepia.
"Ah, sorry but I have to run. It was nice talking to you! Uh, I'll see you around!" Walking past her, he got down on all fours and immediately exploded into a mad sprint. Cutting his usual crazed path through the now crowded hallways to what he figured was the fastest route to math class. Clumsily leaving a trail of destruction as he tackled, tripped, speared, and bulldozed his way in his frantic attempt to not be tardy. A stream of protests from the accosted students followed him, a never ending river of apologies returned from Shiro in response. In the distance, one could see a small ferret clinging to Shiro's clothing in a feeble attempt to hang on for dear furry life.
