The Maid
"Hmp... maybe... unfortunately" Yurika granted the teacher.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
"Apology accepted. Momoko. Try again: [Pronunciation]."
She turned to Yurika and stared her dead in the eye.
["You could stand to be less hostile to me, princess. We have more in common than you know... And it'd be a shame if you made the same mistakes I did just because you didn't want to listen to me."]
edited 10th Sep '11 9:08:56 PM by Scrounge
Yuki glances up, and mouths something silently to herself, then looks back at her book.
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
"[Pronunshiashun]," mimiced Momoko dully. Her head remained inclined. She'd have to try trolling again later today... with a different person. And better this time. At least now she could oggle the other girls subtly. After she successfully trolled someone, everyone was usually waiting for her to do something else odd. Without that suspiscioun, they usually didn't expect to be oggled either.
edited 10th Sep '11 9:48:50 PM by AnnoR
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
The Maid
[["And what kind of misutakes do you expect those to be, sensei?]] Yurika asked, once again trying in English. She didn't want to have half the class understanding her conversation with the professor.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
["Doing something that might embarrass a very important father. When my father went back to America, he didn't take me back with him."]
The Maid
That struck a nerve.
Yurika was just an inch front standing up and slamming her hands against the table. As it was she simply closed her hands into fists as they ly over her desk and said [[My father... he would never do somethingu like that]]
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
["Maybe businessmen can let their daughters get away with more than diplomats can. You should still be careful."]
edited 10th Sep '11 10:08:12 PM by Scrounge
The Maid
At this advice Yuriko became stubborn once again, speaking in a low voice so that only the teacher would be able to hear her "I have nothing to be ashamed or embarrassed of"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
"I did not say that you did. I only meant to be careful that you continue not to."
The Maid
Yurika wanted to remain in clear opposition of the foreign teacher... but her honesty in such a personal subject was a little bit too much, even for the spoiled princess. She relaxed her posture a little and then replied "Hmmm... I understand... I will be careful"
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
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Whilst everyone else seemed to be actively engaged with the teacher, or at least watching what was happening with mild shock, a certain purple-haired girl was cheerfully staring out of a window and tapping a bokken against her neck. Thankfully, that was the only piece of kendo equipment that Nekomi was carrying around on that day, though her glasses were slipped into a pocket somewhere. It was this latter piece of information that had led to a rather intimidated redhead reluctantly tapping the giant on the shoulder.
"Umm... you're on the wrong floor, Sakura-sempai." The girl said, a faint blush tingeing her cheeks. After all, she was talking to the coolest* student in the entire school—even if she was just asking her to go to the correct room!
The purple haired girl peered at the redhead to try and memorise the blurry face, blinked once or twice, then nodded. With considerably more drama than was needed, Nekomi spun around and marched across the classroom to the door—only to have to open if after shutting it to bring the entirety of her hair through. Fortunately, there were no more mishaps before reaching the correct room. Of course, things immediately took a turn for the worse, there, as the large girl failed to spot a broom that someone had mysteriously put in front of the door.
The good news was that the door was open; the bad news was that her hands were occupied with the bokken and her bag. The ensuing crash was rather noisy.
At least the teacher would be aware that Nekomi had found her way to class.
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"Especially since you are in the public eye... Not all the cameras that find you will be your friends..."
She was interrupted by the sound of an abnormally large girl tripping over a broom and tumbling to the floor, bokken and all.
"Nekomi... You must not be late to my class... And with a weapon, too... Perhaps you fear my yardstick too much?"
Faulkner scowled. She liked to be the most intimidating person in the room, and she managed fine when her only real competition was an eerily silent albino and a stubborn idol singer, but either of the Sakuras was easily more frightening if allowed to be on equal footing with her... Both had obvious muscle, and each had their own more intimidating qualities, as well... For instance, Nekomi's size made the tall, slender Faulkner look positively dainty.
She had to put Nekomi in her place before she could stand back up.
"You should watch your step. Put the broom away and find your seat, Nekomi. I will hold your stick until the end of class."
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The purple haired girl awkwardly climbed to her feet, rubbing the back of her head despite the awkwardness that presented, as she explained and apologised to the teacher to the best of her ability. Even if the explanation was bad, it could have been worse—the huge schoolgirl had a rather pleasant, soft voice and she was strangely unfailingly polite.* "I arrived at school early because of kendo but when I left for the classrooms I lost count of the staircases and ended up in the wrong room and nobody said anything to me until just now and then I got my hair caught in a door and tripped over when I got here..."
How the tall girl had managed to lose count of staircases when they were only on the second floor was something of a mystery but, given that this was the student that regularly answered Maths questions with snores and Literature questions with yawns and references to the Tale of the Bamboo Cutter, it wasn't entirely surprising. Still, this absent-mindedness was apparently no hamper to—after realising what the lump in one pocket was—putting her glasses on and putting the broom back properly. Nekomi forgot entirely about handing the bokken over and instead sat in her chair, cradling it like a baby.
edited 11th Sep '11 3:02:43 PM by RainehDaze
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"..You are still armed. Are you expecting a fight?"
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After Nekomi's rather dramatic entrance, another girl entered the classroom. This one was short, and had a long green braid. Most of what she wore was hidden by a brown longcoat; she carried a hold-all and a black, pear-shaped case. <"Eizeh bardak">, she muttered to herself, then observed the teacher for a few seconds. ["I am terribly sorry that I am late, Lily,"] she said in English, ["But I am new to this school and have lost my way."]
edited 12th Sep '11 4:20:34 AM by desdendelle
The voice of thy brother's blood crieth unto me from the ground
"Of course, Satsuki-sama."
Momoko glanced up at the commotion. The tall girl with the strange name, Nekomi... to someone else of Momoko's height, Nekomi might've been very, very intimidating. And truthfully, seeing Nekomi for the very first time had been kind of intimidating. But she seemed harmless enough, really. The only reason Momoko had never attempted to troll her is because the girl behaved so oddly already that she wasn't sure it would work.
For now, she sat still and silent, the air of cool neutrality she maintained while trolling gone in favor of disappointment and slight guilt over the failed trolling attempts.
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."
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Displaying the grace that managed to get lost whenever she did something as simple as taking her glasses off (I really ought to get contacts), Nekomi glided over to the teacher (it's Forky or something, right?) and got as close to prostrating herself as was humanly possible whilst still offering the sword up. Since the tall girl was oddly flexible, she still managed to get her forehead on the ground. It was, without a doubt, a humorous site, though the curtain of hair prevented anyone from having a chance to see up Nekomi's skirt (I wonder how many people would like the view?).
edited 12th Sep '11 9:15:41 AM by RainehDaze
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Mika was starting to nod off.
The teacher glared at the other Sakura in annoyance.
["Please call me Miss Faulkner or Faulkner-sensei, Miss Ryu. At least while you're in my class. I don't think that's too much to ask."]
She had a good bit of height advantage, despite the girl's muscles, and was quick to make it apparent.
With a gentle smile, she took Nekomi's bokken and placed it on her desk.
"Thank you for your cooperation, Nekomi-chan. You may retrieve it at end of class from me... Unless Momoko tries to take it, in which case you will need to retrieve it from a place on her body that I do not wish to mention in front of Mika-chan."
She shot a glance at the troll, as if daring her to keep playing her games.
The Maid
"So what's next Faulkner-sensei?" Yurika asked, wishing for the class to continue even with the numerous interruptions that had already happened.
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
"We work on difficult sounds. Mika, you know I think you are cute when you sleep... But now is not nap time, okay?"
She turned back to Yurika.
["Would you like a red apple?"]
The Maid
["Would you like a redd apporu?"] Yurika said as well as she could.
edited 12th Sep '11 4:14:30 PM by daltar
If I'm sure of something it's that I'm not sure of anything.
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Nekomi muttered something along the lines of 'Foruki-sensei wants to defile my bokken' before scrambling back to her chair on all fours and immediately getting distracted by the outside world. Arranging seating by lots had backfired, putting one of—if not the most—absent-minded students by a window.
Reflexively and despite the fact that things were still in perfect order, the huge girl tugged at her gloves—oddly elegant constructions of black velvet and golden thread—to ensure that they were still on... and keeping everything under wraps.
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"..."
Momoko's shoulders slumped. She'd failed, utterly. She hadn't failed at confusing anyone that badly in a long time. She inclined her head dully, her next words sounding hollow. She hadn't gotten any actually amusement out of it... and that made her feel rather guilty for disrupting the class. After all, if she didn't get anything out of it, there was no point.
"I'm sorry, Faurukana-sensei."
"Oh, dear. The toad, the monkey, and the dog have all screwed up."