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Post by Matsu Akiko on Jan 8, 2018 15:52:04 GMT -5
Click. Click. Click
The sound of something padding across the hard floor of the outside hallway rings in the air. Anyone who might have owned a house cat would recognize this soft noise as the clacking of claws against the hardened surface. And, indeed, something with claws made itself quite apparent.
Sauntering through the door way as if he owned the place came an adolescent panther. Even though he was not fully grown yet the beast was still triple the size of a domesticated cat. Giving a lazy yawn the war cat makes his was along the wall of the room, eyeing the gaggle of girls as if watching for their reactions.
Behind the cat came a girl with long brown hair and blue rimmed glasses. She slinks into the room quietly, as if hoping not to be noticed amid the grand arrival of her companion.
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Post by Ichiro Priya on Jan 8, 2018 16:03:59 GMT -5
Right well... A giant cat. That was not odd at all.
Priya stares at the beast for a while, curiously rather than aggressively, before turning her attention back to the sword legend.
She realized no one was really speaking... Just the way she liked it
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Post by Doji Hoshiko on Jan 8, 2018 16:19:22 GMT -5
Hoshiko's eyes widen at the cat! That was so cool! She waved her hand at the girl, and motioned to where her and Priya sat. Matsu Akiko Ichiro Priya |
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Post by Ichiro Priya on Jan 8, 2018 16:20:57 GMT -5
Oh. OH! so the Cat was coming over, that is fine!
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Post by Matsu Taiko on Jan 8, 2018 16:43:08 GMT -5
Taiko arrived comparatively early, and now her face is inscrutable as she studies her dorm mates. She makes no comments about them, or anything else for that matter, though. Not yet.
She's a short, muscular girl who some (first years especially) may recognize from the lion clan middle school's sports teams. She wasn't very good at the sports, but made up in exuberance and violence what she lacked in skill. She was also one of the few homeschooling students who were allowed on the team. Now she's sitting in the corner of the room, wearing a gym uniform.
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Jan 8, 2018 16:44:28 GMT -5
Hinata looked up from her writing as the large cat entered the room, and stared at it on wonder.
"My goodness, what a fine animal. Such grace for such size...what is it's name?"
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Post by Mirumoto Aiko on Jan 8, 2018 17:07:21 GMT -5
Aiko looks around the room, noting the distinct lack of powder blue and a certain Mirumoto, sighing inwardly. She picks up her drink, sipping and smiling at those assembled.
"Well, I think this is everyone who's going to make it today, so let's get started. For those who don't know me, I'm Mirumoto Aiko, dorm mother for you all this year and a teacher here at RHS. I've gathered you all here as a chance to get to know the other students who are residing in the dorm here this year and to go over the rules of the dorm and the school with you all. To start, we'll go around the room, and each of you will introduce yourself with your name, your year and a goal for the year. Then, we will move on to the dos and don'ts here on campus and finish up with a brief Q&A session. Do we have any volunteers to go first?"
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Post by Kuni Hinata on Jan 8, 2018 17:17:36 GMT -5
Mirumoto Aiko? The Dragon Thunder? But she was dressed so...plainly. Hinata supposed that one of the Seven Thunders could dress however they wished, but it was a bit surprising. Not as surprising as having one of them as your dorm mother, however. A chance to get to know one of the Thunders, and what was looking to be a lavish party later...one day in and this year was already looking up. Hinata's hand quickly shot up.
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Post by Matsu Akiko on Jan 8, 2018 17:46:38 GMT -5
The panther seemed rather pleased with the reactions he had garnered from the group of girls. In fact it almost looked like he was grinning. He began to strut towards the students who were clustered about in their seats, stalking in such a way that his every movement was accentuated.
He was grace. He was power. He was death.
And death demanded belly rubs!
With all the grace and poise of his species, Arasou plots himself down in front of the admiring girls and rolls onto his back.
Akiko, in the mean time, was still trying to use her warcats grandiose entrance to hide herself away from notice. Unfortunately that plan backfired mightly as he raised a flurry of interest. Between being addressed by the Doji and asked a direct question by the Kuni, the poor girl felt like a deer in the headlights.
"..." She remains quiet for a moment, eyes staring down at the ground as her fingers fidgeted with one another. "..His name is Arasou."
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Post by Miya Asurito on Jan 8, 2018 17:50:40 GMT -5
Asurito slips in and takes a seat as quietly as possible.
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