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Faudi

Faudi smirked, watching the girl leave with a steely gaze. I did just bring the problem to you.[/u] She thought boredly, her glance harsh. She [i]tsked through her teeth, shaking her head at the misbehaving human. "She doesn't even know." Her eyes turned mockingly sympathetic as the two left the room. "Indecent and crude my ass, that's what. That one is a stalker. She's always boring holes into Masaru-kiva while she should be doing her job."

She rolled her eyes, plopping back down beside Han-chan. "She'll have to learn eventually." She tilted her head up, sniffing the air. "Hm. Interesting." More mischief met her eyes.

Keicha

Keicha yawned, stretching, making her way up to her dorm room. She quickly sat at the windowsill, Mouse disappearing once more. Her eyes scanned the ground and the bridges, before spotting a bit of red. Hmm? That doesn't look like nothing. Her eyes narrowed, and she carefully descended from the window, hopping as softly as she could to the ground.

Yuri and Kiiro were still a bit at it before splitting, so Keicha did her best to remain silent as she slipped past the prefect. She quickly scampered across the stones barefoot and silent other than the pattering of the weight she carried on her feet.

Quiet as a cat, she came up behind the new meat, tapping him on the shoulder and propping herself on top of the bridge, her legs kicking lazily at the air. You're new, aren't you." It was more of a statement, an idle comment, rather than a question. But what better way to greet the red-headed boy?