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Post by Shibatsu Eito on Jan 14, 2018 23:39:28 GMT -5
Shibasu Eito is sitting on his desk in a far too relaxed pose, chomping merrily on an apple in his fine silk suit as he waits for his class to arrive. On each student's desk is a small black box wrapped with white ribbon. A gift perhaps it seems? Eito is watching the door waiting for students to come in with that bright friendly smile on his face, his classroom decorated with economic principals, prices as well as a poster with the seven virtues of Shourido listed in the back, where one would have to turn their neck to see it.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 15, 2018 1:26:55 GMT -5
Tarik showed up. He was better than earlier in the morning but was still getting over his hangover, so he was sporting the I-am-dead look: Unmade hair, black glasses, a little off cloth and stuff. Aziz was not around since due to the oppressive school policies he had to compromise his security. Someone should explain to these people that his father will ask to be paid damages done to him, if anything happened...He bowed to Shibatsu Eito . "May your back account have many digits, Shibatsu-sensei. Have you had rice today?" He greeted in a friendly mood. |
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Post by Otomo Mochihiko on Jan 15, 2018 5:05:29 GMT -5
Mochihiko hears the peculiar greeting as he enters and cannot help, but laugh. "Always the innovative one, Tarik san. Good morning!" He says to the gaijin before turning a bit more serious for only a moment and bowing to the Spider. The same second he forgets the embarrassment of the previous day. It's Eito, the same man he has worked with quite a few times times in the past. Nothing weird. "Blessings... of the banker! May the prize of your stocks always rise." The Otomo continues Tarik's joke.
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Post by Daidoji Satoru on Jan 15, 2018 7:39:16 GMT -5
Kill me.
Oh this will be great. Tarik, that Otomo, and of course, Susu--no, Shibatsu Eito. It's not very difficult to develop a distaste for someone he's been hearing about nonstop without ever having met. Or...he doesn't remember having met this Spider at all, because this guy was disgusting pretty. Or maybe he's wrong and his father was wrong and this was some other guy altogether until the greetings overheard confirmed the teacher's identity.
Whatever, it's still going to be a terrible class. He has no idea how he's going to be expected to stay awake through it. Satoru had no finesse nor interest in Economics, but it was part of the deal in staying at the school.
Today he is wearing his fine mask, donning a large Crane wing across it. He bows upon entering, though he hesitates to introduce himself because he is still not entirely sure if he has been introduced to this guy as a kid or something. Father had many 'friends'.
"Good morning, Su--Shibatsu-sensei." Fffffff GOOD GOING DUMBASS. Four words! That's all you had to say and you mucked it up! Now he's going to try to remember you!
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Post by Doji Hoshiko on Jan 15, 2018 8:26:51 GMT -5
If Hoshiko didn't have a reputation to keep, C2 would be a washout for her. As it was, she went for the most useful of all the options, which turned out to be economics.
Why not...
She entered with a smile, gave the sensei a bow. The students also got a bow, Tarik also getting a smile on top of that. She sat down near him.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 15, 2018 10:20:34 GMT -5
He laughed as Otomo Mochihiko showed up. At least there would be no strangers in this class. The next one to arrive was Daidoji Satoru and he was about to smile at him to, when he realised that his friend was too stiff. He kept an eye in case he needed to step in. Finally Doji Hoshiko showed up and smiled at him. He returned the bow and smiled. "Someone seems to be in a good mood today." He whispered to her. "Have you had rice, Doji-sama?" |
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Post by Shibatsu Eito on Jan 15, 2018 10:22:56 GMT -5
Eito gives that dazzling smile. "So many blessings to my banks, should I be worried you boys are going to charge me a spiritual consulting fee?" he teases playfully before gesturing. "Please have a seat, the gifts are yours but don't open them yet. And none of this silly three refusals, its for a class purpose." Then the two crane come in and they get deep bows as well. "Crane-san, I love the mask, very stylish and quite a clever idea. Hmm, have we met before?" he asks trying to think where he knows the familiar Diadoji.
Then Hoshiko enters and be bows again. "Doji-sama. It is an honor to be able to instruct you and can I say, large fan of your work. Not that it will help with the grade I must warn but I have quite a few friends who will be green with envy. I hope I can help you take the music world by storm with this class." Stupid sexy Eito with his casual and friendly conversation.
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Post by Tarik al-Menjari on Jan 15, 2018 10:26:48 GMT -5
Tarik was kinda puzzled, but since it has been ages that anyone did he a gift he did not expect, he wouldn't whine about it. He bowed again to the Spider and took a seat.
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Post by Daidoji Satoru on Jan 15, 2018 10:43:10 GMT -5
"Perhaps. My father spoke of you often."
He could at least use that as an excuse, like meeting someone by proxy. He quickly shuffled off to a seat, eying the gift with disdain. He was in no mood for being buttered up. He did or would do nothing to deserve it.
The Shibatsu wasn't about to buy his loyalty too.
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 15, 2018 11:55:14 GMT -5
Mako entered the classroom a little later than the others, a bit of pep in her step, happiness on her face, as she entered what was probably going to be one of the few classes she could possibly really excel at. She gave a deep bow as she entered, "Greetings, Sensei!" She smiled back at the man, and then moved towards a desk, sitting midway between Tarik and Hoshiko... mostly because she gravitated towards the nearest woman in the room almost supernaturally, as if powered by a magnet that was repulsed by Y chromosomes and attracted to Xs. "Hello,
Tarik, Doji-chan~" Her anger at Hoshiko had faded, after the clearing up that no, the girl was not dating Priya.
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