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Dialogue - #CF1F1FTeam Player

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As he looked around the classroom, taking in the stories and small bits of information the others revealed about themselves, Julian Stiles knew one thing; man were these people beneath him! Tennis? Volleyball? Reading? What kind of interests were these?! Was this some sort of sick joke? Why should he, the very great and handsome Julian Stiles, be forced to work with such a plain and uninteresting bunch such as they? Aside from his introduction, of course, everybody else's either seemed very boring, was given by a person who couldn't obviously handle the stagelight like Julian could, or was, well, probably given by someone who may or may not suffer some sort of mental illness that made them rather excitable. And these were his newest allies in the pursuit of justice (or in his case, redemption)?!

This is definitely not Stilish!...Neither was that pun, glad I didn't actually say that.

Honestly, the only person he found himself attracted to, in a character sort of way, was the very same girl who had bumped into him earlier. The obviously superior Stiles would not forget a name of such importance to himself. Hespith was the family name of the woman Julian was to marry, had things gone just as planned. He had, however, completely forgot that there was an imouto involved. Did she bear a grudge against him, he wondered. He couldn't say that her feeling positive about him was the most important thing he could think about, but it's not like he couldn't see the younger sibling feel some sort of resentment towards the man who inadvertently caused harm to the older sibling. Then again... it wasn't like he'd had any experience with how siblings felt, being an only child and all.

Julian did not need help from anyone to keep his surprise hidden from the rest. Betraying complex, personal emotions was something he was fairly good at, as he couldn't trust any of these people not to abuse any knowledge they got about him in a way that could otherwise affect him negatively. So, of course, that is why they would receive nothing but the disappointment and disdain of someone who was higher in standing than them until they had proven themselves --- if they could prove themselves! But honestly, in the shadow of someone like Julian, could they really even hope to compare?

Man, Nana should hurry up, I'm really riding this high horse, aren't I? Well, if she's gonna be that way...

There were times when even Julian was aware his thoughts were much too arrogant. He wasn't mature enough to realize it was a flaw, and instead blamed it on other people forcing him into boredom. Like, of course, Nana. Why was she taking so long? Was it stage fright? For what reason does a cute girl need to worry about such things? Inviting the group to prance around as Scouts and then getting frightened? Well, not all people were perfect. Not even Julian, though he'd pretend otherwise in the presence of others. Right now, for example.

"I must say, if we were supposed to start feeling something from these introductions, then it's certainly working. Though I'm not sure that it's working how its intended, since the only thing I *feel* is how much the others in the class did not appreciate my humble introduction. How odd? Peasants sure are tricky to deal with." Julian shrugged innocently, as though he hadn't said a thing wrong. Of course, he was completely aware of just how he was sounding, he just felt bored and wanted to hopefully stir Nana into action. If she was paying any sort of attention, she might realize that eventually he was going to say something rude enough to stir someone into action. She should probably calm things down, perhaps by moving things along?

Boy Julian sure is easy to get along with at first. Totally.

         

Speech ◆ #164860 | Thought ◆ #000F89

Rin was ready to leave and the gathering hadn't even officially started yet. Having long finished his snack, the remnants of which were crumpled into a ball, he had begun to grow impatient. It only added to his irritation when some girl he presumed was also a scout showed up. Though he and many of the others were contently quiet, she hadn't seemed to realize this, loudly introducing herself.

Thankfully, before anyone had the chance to further provoke conversation between the group, a face he remembered well bounded around the corner. Rin had never been happier to see the out of breath woman. After she had apologized and stated the obvious fact that they were indeed there, she led them into the store.

Once they had finished the brief tour, Rin found himself in a classroom. He had never been inside one before, at least not one with people in it. He was home schooled for obvious reasons. He was almost tempted to walk around the room to take it all in, but everyone else seemed satisfied with just a quick glance around. So he sat down at a desk like his fellow scouts, or as Nana called them his 'family'. Quite frankly he'd rather leap off a cliff than refer to these strangers as family. It was a term that had little meaning to him, half the people he had called family have been locked up for years after all.

A feeling of dread settled on Rin as Nana explained the task. Sure he'd tell people his name and something about him, but his reasons for joining the scouts was personal and he wasn't about to announce them to people he just met. Telling people you were a criminal isn't the best way to make a good impression.

The others seemed to have little trouble explaining themselves. The first one to go, who couldn't go without mentioning his wealth, and giving a shallow excuse fora reason to become a scout. It was revealed a moment later to be false, it wouldn't have surprised him if it were true.

The girl after him wasn't quite as rude, it was more than likely the redhead was unrivaled, in fact she seemed rather nice. She was followed by the poor girl who had bumped into the clown outside. She came off as a bit shy, or maybe she was just absorbed in the game she was playing. She had mentioned she liked games after all.

Next came donut boy, who was apparently in it for his siblings. Rin had never had a sibling of his own, or anyone he needed to protect. They were all more than capable of protecting themselves, he still respected him for doing the best he could for them.

The moment her saw the overzealous girl from before, Rin cringed inwardly. He knew her name, yes, but he found himself hoping that he were deaf.

The orange haired boy followed suite. He joked around a bit, but Rin appreciated anything quieter than the last presenter's voice. As he concluded, it left only Rin to speak.

"Hello, my name is Rin Akiyama. I grew up in England." There was a slight pause between Rin's monotonous introduction. "I guess you could say I joined the scouts because of my mom." Upon finishing he sat right back down, almost like a robot. He hadn't exactly lied, he just took out the bad parts, leaving a vague description. It likely sounded odd, but it was better than nothing.