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located in Airdalen Academy, a part of No-Go AA+, one of the many universes on RPG.

Airdalen Academy

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Character Portrait: Akira Blake Character Portrait: Bishop Trander Character Portrait: Mai Kon Character Portrait: Arietta Hakushiro Character Portrait: Cassiopeia Argyris
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"See you around. Miyuu-san, Kon-san."

Oops... I said Miyuu instead of Blake to Ryou, didn't I? That's my grandmother's last name, not my actual surname.. C-crap! She immediately began to panic. She would have to straighten that out and be more careful next time, because she'd create a lot of misunderstandings. She was so used to telling others she was Miyuu-san's grandson that she'd accidentally used it as her own last name when introducing herself to Ryou.

"So... Umm, you excited to meet your seniors?"

Bishop's question got her to stop fretting over her mistake, and Akira nodded her head, speaking in a British accent again, "Yeah, kind of... I just hope I don't accidentally say the wrong last name again.. I told Giou-san that my last name was Miyuu.. that's my maternal grandmother's last name... I was given my step-father's.." She explained, all in English. She wasn't sure if Mai knew how to speak English, so she repeated herself in Japanese as well. This was definitely going to be an interesting day. She had a feeling she was going to be speaking broken Japanese or English before the day was over. Switching between the two would eventually get confusing.

"Clio found pretty boy! Clio found pretty boy!"

Akira couldn't help but stare at the pink little ball, completely baffled. She'd never seen anything like it, and for some reason it was calling her 'pretty boy'. Well, she was dressed as a guy, and pretending to be one, but she didn't really feel like she qualified as pretty, as a boy or a girl. W-What is that...? A bomb? Akira asked herself mentally, looking to Bishop and Mai, hoping they would know.

"There you are Clio! Oh! You found him!"

Her blue eyes landed on the owner of the contraption, and the girl appeared to be a bit older than Akira, but the folder that the beautiful blossom haired woman held definitely confirmed it. It was only then that it registered to Akira whom the pink haired girl was, and why the girl's little orb had been searching for her. Akira stood and bowed immediately in respect.

"Clio good! Clio good!"

Artificial intelligence? Wow.. This school is full of rich people. She didn't realize just how elite of a school this was until just now. Akira could never afford something like that pink ball. It seemed a bit childlike, but it was still smarter than anything Akira could ever afford, so she couldn't hide that she was genuinely impressed by it.

"Yes, you did good Clio."

Clio? The name was easy to say, especially since Akira grew up speaking English, so she was a bit relieved by that. At least she knew the little robot's name. Though she still wasn't sure what her Senior's name was. She tried to sneak a peek at the folder that the Senior held, but she began talking to the girl that introduced herself to Bishop as Arietta Hakushiro. Akira was well aware that the Japanese addressed themselves by last name, first name... but she was born in Britain so she was mentally wired to say it the other way, every time she introduced herself she had to force it out backwards and it felt generic. Akira kind of toned out of Arietta's and the pink haired girl's conversation, because it was none of her business. She ended up shrugging her shoulders in confusion to Mai and Bishop in confusion, because this was pretty awkward, at least she thought so.

"Hello and good morning, everyone, I hope you're enjoying Airdalen. My name is Cassiopeia Elegy Argryis."

The girl was so charismatic and feminine. Akira couldn't help but kind of idolize her. She wanted to be more like that, but no matter how hard she tried, she was never like that. She always turned to sports or her fists whenever she got angry, and Akira couldn't apply her own makeup to save her own life. The only time she ever tried her mother took a photo, because Akira had a 'clown' face after the attempt. Needless to say, the photo was so traumatizing that she never bothered to do it again, so she never got any better at it.

"This is my friend Clio."

Akira now got a better look at the little pink orb, and she tilted her head in curiosity, scratching at her hair. Did she have to charge this thing before she brought it to school, if so, where was the charge port? Akira didn't see a single slot for that. Maybe it was in the back or underneath? She wasn't going to ask, but it was definitely an interesting thought, but also a bit too complicated for the less than studious Akira.

"Clio! Clio's name is Clio! Nice to meet ya!"

"Kawaii. I'm Akira-kun, Clio-san." Akira stated in a casual tone, examining Clio. She wondered how it worked, and how it could respond to others so accurately. How many phrases did it know? Could it help her cheat on tests? She kind of hoped it wouldn't get swiped in class, it'd be sad if her Senior lost the cute little pink ball.

"You must be Akira Blake, right? I will be your senior."

"H-Hai. I'm Blake, Akira. It's very nice to meet you. I hope we get along very well, Senpai." Akira stated, hoping that she wasn't wrong about this. This girl is my Senior? Akira thought looking her over for a second, but not in a strange or inappropriate way. She focused primarily on the girl's face, because well, Akira wasn't actually a boy.. so she didn't share their perversions. She wasn't interested in anywhere else. She could tell that the stranger was attractive just by looking at her face, neck, and shoulders. She didn't have to see anymore to verify that. The ball even bounced back to the senior girl, which caused Akira to look down at it once more.

"See? It's a pleasure meeting you and everyone as well."

Akira barely remembered taking that picture, but it definitely made things official. She was a bit curious about their team name, so she kind of blurted it out, "If you don't mind me asking, what's our team name, Argryis-san?" She was a bit excited, especially if they'd be doing any physical activities today. She was sporty, and she definitely wanted to be moving. She'd had her fill of sitting down. She was ready to run, jump, and have fun.





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