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Leona waked through campus, assessing each new student she saw for their value in regards to her potential methods of entertainment. That one was too young, made it too uncomfortable for flirting. This one looked like a teacher's pet, would probably snitch if she tried anything. Too ugly. Too boring. No. No. No. No, no, no, no. Damn it.

She eventually found herself in an area where the school's clubs had set up recruitment booths. The place was somewhat crowded, with teachers yammering to each other while students screwed around and clubs called to passers-by. The set-up was so perfect it was nearly erotic. Now she just needed to find where to start. She examined each club stand she passed, judging their ability to serve her purposes. Some bored-looking guy passed on her left, but she ignored him.

She found what she needed not a minute later. The Origami Club. She could've squealed with joy, but refrained from doing so. She hid herself in a small group of students not far away ("Hi! I'm Sarah. Yeah, I'm totally interested in woodcarving!"), keeping her eye on her target. This was gonna be beautiful.

Leona locked one eye on the Origami Club's stand, a cat-like smile curling her lips. She whispered two short incantations, and what happened next (in her humble opinion) was worthy of an award. The air was filled with the soft fluttering of wings as a hundred paper cranes took to the sky, each one bathed in a heatless purple flame. The magical fire wouldn't spread, of course, but Leona felt it should be enough to scare the shit out of those in the area. She retreated back the way she came, wanting to find a good place to survey the chaos she had unleashed.