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Ouija looked up as her ears twitched. "Huh?" She could hear the ruckus from all the way down the hallway. A small smirk spread across her face. "My kind of party eh?" Skipping down the hallway her collar clinked against itself. Ouija truned to see a room for of both weapons and meisters. "Woah hmmm." She looked over the class room and her eyes landed on some type on boy bragging about his sills, she hated people who boasted. "Idiot eh." She then walked in to take a seat, not that she was sure she was supposed to be here, but she'd enjoy the moment.