Taigawa wrote:MightyQuinn wrote:"Then, when time affords, we must set a match," answered Sobolan and gave the cat-woman a bow, typical of one that might consider the other to be of equal status.
Introducing himself, he said, "I am Sobolan de Otel, or 'Sobolan the cursed', of Chesker. First year student."
He maintained his outward calm and inward readiness, in case the situation became either 'playful' or contentious, and extended his open hand, inviting her to the handshake.Nari Mastamoto
"Perhaps, Sobolan-san. I am Nari Mastamoto, also a first year student, though that bit is likely obvious." she said, also bowing in the same way. She accepted the handshake. It would be a fun year trying to adjust to life in a foreign country, but she could manage it. She reclaimed her black cloak but did not put it on. "No point in wearing black at day no? I feel now it makes me obvious." It was then that she saw her previous opponent from her first night. "You....You used crystals to commit Seppekku instead of suffering the dishonor of defeat."
Celeste d'Penthièvre and Hiroari Hata, Marketplace(I guess?)
Clothes shopping? I doubt they have anything that could compare to my wardrobe...
Somewhat self-consciously, Celeste adjusted her blue tunic and shoulder-length cape. She glanced around to make sure nobody had seen her before entering the weapons shop. From what she could see, there were plenty of of highly-lethal looking firearms...some nasty knives and other bladed accoutrements...and, over in the corner, a tiny rack labeled "NON-LETHAL: FOR SALE."
This is probably the one time in my life I'll ever wish I had more money...
Painfully aware of her near-complete lack of academy points, she stumbled back outside to join those students who were too poor or stingy to buy anything.
...
Clothes shopping...
Hata, near the back of the group, stood silent as the other students flooded the shops. She had been awarded a small sum for making it to the Infirmary alive, but she was reluctant to spend it on something so...frivolous. The clothes her master had given her should suffice, right? She looked around, only to realize that most of the others seemed to have purchased uniforms.
Oh...shoot, I'll stick out. Maybe I should check them out...
She straightened her skirt with a hint of regret, then walked inside - studiously ignoring the racks of weapons. Those, she would not even consider considering.
Later
When Celeste heard the catwoman's voice behind her, she sighed, offering only a brief glance over her shoulder. "I wasn't thinking clearly," she mumbled,"and besides, if I hadn't fought this guy over here first, you would have been a mere pushover."
So saying, Celeste gestured at the wererat, currently exiting the uniform shop. From the side, Hata, who had been rather gingerly poking through a rack of uniforms, glanced over, listening keenly.