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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 16:39:04 GMT -5
The tiny goth has just finished inspecting her classroom and is walking down the hall, wearing her full white Gothic gown,blue crane eye-patch, her parasol in hand and face made up with shades of blue. She has her headphones in, nodding melodically to some songs from Gempuku Massacre. She is lost in thought, her eye-patch blocking an entire side to her vision so it would not be hard for the tiny crane to bump into someone in the halls as she heads back to her quarters.
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 8, 2018 19:06:12 GMT -5
Mako wanted to be sure she knew where every class was come the beginning of school tomorrow, and so she had mapped out a bit of the campus within her mind. At this point, however, the task of remembering where every banal hall lead to was draining her soul away, worse than any Gaki-Do could. She couldn't wait for the party tonight, to let loose and live a little - or a lot. The worst part was that everyone was still so busy moving in, or had already met their roommates and ran off to town, so she barely had seen anyone... let alone anyone cute. Was it too much to ask for one of the most prestigious academies in the nation, if not the most prestigious, to have a few cute girls to look at? Okay, okay, there were more important things than that, and Mako knew it, and that's why she was making sure she had kept track of every turn in these halls. Being late to class would mean embarrassment of the highest order from her siblings, after all. And so she was walking the halls lost in thought, when she turned a corner far quicker than she should have been moving, even in an empty hall, and ran face first into Fuyuko, the two girls of equal height smacking into each other pretty hard, Mako's face smacking into the Crane-sensei's head in return, as they both crashed down onto the floor, Mako catching herself over the Doji, held so close to her. It took a second for it all to register in the Ide-trained girl's mind, but as soon as it did, she started frantically apologizing and trying to move away from the girl, a deep, deep blush on her face, turning her pale porcelain skin as bright a pink as her hair, "OhmykamibygoodnessIamsosososososorry!!!!" She was squeeling and panicking and trying to look over the girl even as she did so, "Are you okay, I-I-I know first aid I can help if you hurt oh my gosh I'm so sorry I should have been watching where I was going oh my goodness!"
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 8, 2018 19:14:23 GMT -5
DOWN GOES THE DOJI! Crashing as she moves to try to catch the other but the impact took off balance, her headphones skittering down the Hall. She shakes head and quickly goes to check her eye-patch, still on. Then she turns to the bubblegum princess who smashed into her still somewhat dazed from the impact. "I... Im fine just. Forgiven. You are forgiven." she mumbles, some of her makeup slightly smeared on her pale skin as she takes the girls hand in her gloved one to stand. "Did I hurt you? I should have been paying attention."
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 8, 2018 19:53:32 GMT -5
The Otomo was still blushing frantically as she helped the sensei who she didn't know was a sensei up. She looked the girl over and visibly seemed to wince at the eyepatch, "I- I'm fine! I mean hah. I uh. I think I'm fine?" She rubbed her hand over her face, and where it had smacked the woman's head, looking down at her hand after wincing once around her nose, a tiny bit of blood leaking from it, "OhgoodnessIambleeding." It's a whole different panic as she looked back at Fuyu, "Oh gosh I didn't bleed on you did I? I hope I didn't stain your clothes!" She pinches the bridge of her nose, tipping her head forward slightly towards the ground - apparently knowing how to deal with nosebleeds pretty well, "It's not a big deal I get these all the time!" She laughed as she tried to soothe the other girl's worries, "I guess it's just a natural reaction to pretty girls." She continued to laugh at her half joke that she seems to realize she shouldn't have made only afterwards, "I, uh, I'm Otomo Mako. It's nice to meet you..."Doji Fuyuko |
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 9, 2018 0:44:35 GMT -5
Fuyuko stands, shaking herself off and bends down to grab her parasol, skirt floofing as she does. She frowns as she notices the blood and reaches into her pocket, pulling out a white handkerchief. "It's fine, you didn't bleed on me. My clothing are blood resistant." after all, she did like to duel in her dresses so stain resistant clothing was a must. "Here, use this." she says as she blinks worriedly. "I am Doji Fuyuko, it is a pleasure to meet you as well."
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 9, 2018 1:16:39 GMT -5
Mako already seems so recovered from her fall, as she takes the handkerchief from the cute short girl, her brain distracted with judging the girl. She was pretty sure she had to be taller. Definitely. Probably. Woah, she ran into someone smaller than her maybe? It took a second before she moved the handkerchief up to her nose to stop the bleeding, and she didn't seem like a girl who was bleeding from her nose with how she was standing way too close to Fuyu and grinning broadly and openly. There was no attempt to hide that joy as she not-so-subtly tried to measure up to the cute fellow short-y. Wait, did she just get right up near a cute girl?
Mako's mind ground to a halt as she started to blush, and a fan was pulled from her belt, covering her face slyly, "Oh, goodness me. Sorry. I was simply amazed there was someone as close in height to me as you. It's been a long time since I've had a cute person at eye level. Normally I'm running into people's shoulders, not looking them in the eye." Wait. DId she call her cute? Nope. Couldn't have. That would have been dumb, just moving on from that - "Thank you for the concern, and the forgiveness. I promise normally I'm less clumsy." That was a lie. How many times has Mako fallen down this week alone, and taken people with her? It was hard to keep count. It's nice to meet you, Doji-chan~" The instant familiarity already, the Imperial seemed quite pleased with her first meeting with the mysterious 'student'.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 9, 2018 1:22:56 GMT -5
Fuyuko blinks as the girl gets, so close to her face. I mean she was cute but...oh so young. Painfully young. Fuyuko sighs as she quickly pulls out her fan, covering her own face with lightning like speed. "As tall as I will get sadly. But this one is accustomed to the pitfalls of our height, as a Bushi it took some time for others to take me seriously."
Wait did she just call her cute? Student's this day were most certainly forward weren't they. "And it is fine, this one was not paying attention. The blame is at least half mine. I think chan might be a bit...informal though isn't it?" she offers politely, gesturing with the fan. It would be rude to hold a failure of etiquette against the student so quickly, especially when she was just bleeding from the blow to her head. Fuyu has had enough concussions to know what that would do. "Are you sure your head i fine? I don't know if Mei-san is still here but I can take you to the nurse."
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 9, 2018 23:01:17 GMT -5
The girl rolled her eyes at the comment about it being as tall as Fuyuko would grow, wagging a finger as she put down her fan, the blush still lightly there but not as obvious, "They told me last year that I was never gonna grow again probably, because something about my bones and genetics and all that stuff. And now I'm an inch taller, so ya know. Maybe next year I'll be even taller than that. And then you'll have to congratulate me with a present~!" She gave a giggle and an awkward finger gun point to the sensei. And then paused. Wow. That was incredibly lame. That was probably the lamest thing she had done all year. The pause ended as she reached out for Fuyu's hand, trying to drag the girl along with her, utterly ignoring the lameness of what she had just done, "I don't need a nurse though, silly swan, I'll feel better just hanging out with you right now!" Forward wasn't even the start of it, apparently, as the incredibly gay pink haired student giggled oh so happily, "And maybe it's informal, but I'm sure soon enough you'll just be Yuko to me, Doji-chaan~!" Etiquette was forgotten. In its place was left an endless fountain of hormones and attraction, and the one-eyed crane had apparently become the receptacle for some of that. Or maybe Mako was just used to making friends that quickly, due to her status and looks. Who knows.
Either way, despite the head injury, if Fuyu was willing to walk, the Otomo was going to start skipping through the halls happily.
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Post by Doji Fuyuko on Jan 9, 2018 23:13:29 GMT -5
Fuyu is usually a paragon of courtesy (literally) and on but something about that delightful pain from the crash mixed with the strange bouncing bubbling of this tiny adorable girl is throwing her off. "I think this is as tall as I get." Is all she is able to say before. Finger guns? People still do those? Merciful Emma-o, this student was hitting on her wasn't she? Did she know she was a teacher? Did she care? Maybe it was just the concussion, that is all. Before she takes the hand she quickly bends down to grab the headphones that were knocked down which causes a fwoop of her fancy gothic skirts that was unintentionally aimed at the Otomo like a cannon and likely didn't help the other tiny gay. After which she places them in her pocket and calmly reaches out to take her hand with her gloved delicate fingers. "I think Yuko is likewise a bit informal. Are you sure you are well? Let's get you to the nurse. It is my responsibility to see that you are well" She says in her calm stern voice. "After all, I am your...." starting the sentence to reveal her position.
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Post by Otomo Mako on Jan 9, 2018 23:36:31 GMT -5
That was... that was something else. Mako was already dragging Fuyuko off, but wow, all she had in her head was the black underwear she had just seen. Was that on accident? On purpose? Was she interested in her? Was she just a floozy? Did Mako seem like a floozy? Oh she hoped not, she didn't want her new cute friend to think she just wanted something naughty. That was like, so far from what she actually wanted from this new friend. And yet her cheeks were all rosy and pink and she couldn't get it out of her head how forward this other girl was, showing her something like that. She was so used to the plains, and the Ide training, she wasn't used to these super forward capital-city girls! "I'm fiiiine Yuko~!" She was already using the nickname, as she made sure she didn't look back at the girl, with her super duper pink face, "I just need a walk, and to hang out and have fun! I don't mind a little bit of pain!" She tried really hard to make sure nothing sounded like an innuendo as she talked. She failed. It was taking most of her brain power, and then Fuyuko left something open that Mako couldn't help but interrupt, even turning around to give a big goofy grin, finishing the sentence with "You're my new best friend? Awesome! But there's a lot of competition for that position! I hope you're willing to share!"
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