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~Seiko Karuta~
"Thank you for your...attempt at an answer. Karuta-san, correct?" Prez lady replied, her face not hinting at any sort of irritation or emotion at all. Instead, remaining ever cool headed, she gave her a nod and acknowledged her answer. She'd have told her to call her Seiko since going by her last name felt too...formal, but she continued speaking before she got the chance too. Well, it seemed miss prez was quite good at dealing with light teasing then! Seiko began jotting down a few hasty notes on the notepad in front of her as Mitsuko continued to speak.
Subject: Matsushima Mitsuko; The Adorable Ice queen, and lover of the occult. (Also cute)
Seems to easily keep her composure when teased, or confronted with suggestions her beliefs are mere fantasy and not based in fact. Perhaps she's just a chunni who refuses to accept reality for some reason? Perhaps she's just doing this for giggles.
Seiko glanced over to the back of the room, somewhat ignoring Mitsuko's lecture. She had heard the confrontation earlier, and was quite interested in what had been transpiring. It was much more interesting then Mitsuko's lecture at the moment. Some sort of argument - Charles was being verbally assaulted by two of the others, Makoto and Daichi. Ah, Makoto. She had been in trouble with the other girl on occasion. Makoto caught her being up to her usual self more than once, and she had to flee before she met with a terrible fate. Daichi, on the other hand...well, his somewhat attractive sister aside, was kind of annoying in her opinion. A decent guy, but annoying.
That's about it.
"Excuse me jackass, but some people actually care about this stuff. You have three options, turn the volume down, get out, or prepare to have my foot shoved up your ass."
Damn, Makoto. Where the hell was her popcorn?....
"A mouth that won't stay closed, period... such a shame too, as you're kinda making Seiko-san look pretty friggin' quiet..."
Ooh, them was fightin' words. Seiko shuffled around for her camera, pulling it out of her shirt...wherever she was keeping it, prepared to take any pictures and document the fight she saw about to start....and seriously?! Where the hell was her popcorn at!?
"Well, well, well. It seems we have the class clown here everyone. Isn't he hilarious? Let's give a hand to the lanky weirdo sitting over there. Cut your hair, I thought you were an ugly girl when I first saw you. But seriously, piss off. I can literally have you drawn and quartered in this school. By the way, nice sister you've got."
OOooh. Buuuurn. She may not like Charles a whole lot, but this was hilarious. Were you really gonna take that sitting down, Daichi? Before anyone else could interject, though..it seemed Mitsuko finally decided to intervene. Well, sorry popcorn, she'd have to take you on a delicious date later.
"Mr. Thompson, I've noticed you really seem to like something on that phone of yours. That's quite the coincidence, I have something on my phone I'm quite fond of as well. Now, please mute your volume and be a bit more respectful. I won't tolerate your usual brand of disobedience here."
ooh, scary. Charles seemed to obey without much incident, which only served to further her curiosity. Why would the school delinquent obey the schools somewhat eccentric seeming girl? Were her earlier assumptions correct? Did he have a thing for her? Or maybe something else? Blackmail? A genuine love for the occult? She clicked her pen in thought. Quite a number of scenarios ran through her head, but none of them really sounded plausible. She made a note on her pad to investigate further. Whatever the case, he seemed to quiet down. Why would she mention something on her phone, too though? Hmm...questions, questions. She needed answers, not questions.
Still, the fight had been resolved without a single punch being thrown. Booooring. She sat her camera on the desk with a somewhat bored sigh. Well, she could get material either way.
"Terribly sorry, this is the Occult Club. I believe the Music Club is in 3-B or 3-A, I can't quite recall. If you'd like to stay, you're welcome to, but feel free to leave."
Seiko turned her head to the misplaced girl. Well, She was definitely in the wrong place just from taking a bit of a look of her. She clicked her pen a few times, thinking. Well, interview her later. For now, back to the focus of the club.
Mitsuko went on about the 'soul', calling it the heart of the occult theories and that actually defining it a trial in itself. She called it 'akin to developing a grand and unified theory or solving morality.'. Well, she had to give the girl credit - it sounded like she had done her research on the topic. She said there were a bunch of overlapping theories on the subject, but boiled it down to 'beings that can comport themselves as a possibility within themselves.' She had a fair grasp of literature and language in general, but she felt like Mitusko was being a bit...too technical in her words.
She continued to explain that the soul didn't function outside the realm of empirical physics, and that it was a rational, non-contradictory object that existed in the realm of science. She further said that they were not there to talk about crackpot theories that didn't hold any relevance to science or logic. Honestly, a lot of this was probably going to go over most peoples heads. Some of it was going over hers, but she still listened, albeit somewhat halfheartedly. She started doodling a bit on the notepad.
She did gather though, Mitsuko was over-explaining things a bit. A lot of people wouldn't really be interested in this technical occult jargon. She called a ghost a 'soul that does not possess a physical form.' So basically, a soul that doesn't have a body. She went on to use herself as an example, saying that if her soul entered another physical object, it would be called 'possession'. She continued to doodle losing interested more and more.
Their leader then started on how ghosts were formed. Or rather, theories on how they were formed. Something about a physical body serving as an anchor for the soul. Some circumstances though, could become anchored to the world and persist without a body. Strong emotions could apparently trigger such a thing. Or rather, she said it wasn't ruled out, and that there wasn't any direct proof. She also said the chances of this happened was also incredibly minute.
"This will be the point from which we segue into the Halloween Extravaganza's topic. Before then, though, I'll be opening the floor up to questions, providing they are related to the topic at hand. Please, don't be shy."
It seemed like that was the end of it. She looked at her notepad, her doodle had taken the form of camera with a funny little ghost looking thing on the side of it.
huh.
She blamed the lecture, but well, whatever. She was normally a bit more attentive than this, but for some reason her mind just started to wander...ah well. Interrogation time! What question could she ask that would have the most impact here? She idly twirled her pen in her hands, thinking of some question she could ask that would annoy, a teasing statement, or some other thing she could think of.
"Mi-chan."
A voice towards the front of the room spoke up.
"I was wondering when we will start hunting and exploring. Not that your lectures are not interesting but I feel some real first-hand experience would definitely be more productive for us."
Ah, Yurika Yurumiya. The ever hyper and happy little ball of energy. Seiko would agree with the other girl on that.
"Hmm~ I do have some questions, and I'm all for reading and listening to lectures, but they could get rather lengthy so I think I'll pass, and for now agree with Yurika here. Letting us see some actual ghost or something would probably help." She said, looking back over towards Mitsuko. "You know, if you have something we could actually see, leader lady."