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[on the platform: attn. all characters]
Rakuen is warm in the noon sun, not humid enough to be uncomfortable but bright enough to make the transition from train to platform momentarily disorienting. The group greeting you is rather large, but also rather uneven - on one side, ten students in black and green; on the other, five in red and white. Whilst the green group are all fairly average, all teenagers other than the tiny, frail woman leading them, the red group are a tad more varied. One of their girls is tiny, the size of a small child, and her wings are beating patterns in the warm air. At the other side of the group, a warlike man looms over his comrades.
When they notice the arrivals, one out of each group steps forward. A lively teenager with ridiculously long red hair is the first to speak.
"Excuse me! Over here!" That's all she's contributing for now, her counterpart steps forward from the red group to continue. He explains, more calmly, that they're all prefects of Rakuen, from the two battle schools on the island. Fortitude - the girl in green waves - and Conquest. They all arrived just like you did, weeks or months before this.
"Please," he finishes, holding up a clipboard. Which seems rather unnecessary given how few names he has to read, "Come forward when we call your name, and we can answer your questions. I'm sure you have many."
As the Conquest prefect, he reads, "For Conquest school: Yuka Kazami," and leaves it at that.
"I'm Sora," the girl adds, "We're from Fortitude. Come ask us anything, even if I don't read your name! Let's see... Asagi, Juri Arisugawa, and Shion."
When they notice the arrivals, one out of each group steps forward. A lively teenager with ridiculously long red hair is the first to speak.
"Excuse me! Over here!" That's all she's contributing for now, her counterpart steps forward from the red group to continue. He explains, more calmly, that they're all prefects of Rakuen, from the two battle schools on the island. Fortitude - the girl in green waves - and Conquest. They all arrived just like you did, weeks or months before this.
"Please," he finishes, holding up a clipboard. Which seems rather unnecessary given how few names he has to read, "Come forward when we call your name, and we can answer your questions. I'm sure you have many."
As the Conquest prefect, he reads, "For Conquest school: Yuka Kazami," and leaves it at that.
"I'm Sora," the girl adds, "We're from Fortitude. Come ask us anything, even if I don't read your name! Let's see... Asagi, Juri Arisugawa, and Shion."
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She let herself be pulled along without complaint. "Oh? I didn't even notice. I was just so surprised..."
School? Interesting. She'd seen the school in the village a few times, but this was obviously something on an entirely different scale. Well, one way or another, her path went through here, and she would make the best of it.
But wouldn't she look kind of strange in the middle of a typical class?
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"If only all of the train welcomes were this nice. The one I had to do, I almost got punched. The school is sorta fun. The classes are kinda interesting, Like Poisons! And we fight the other school and each other and it's interesting...Unless we lose and then we get punished."
She seems to be hopping from subject to subject, almost if she's not telling the entire thing...or she forgot where she was going with what she was saying. Either way, she was letting it all out at once in her excitement.
She stops a bit away from Flynn, looking to him and then back to Yuka with a question on her mind. "Like I said, It's not my turn for most of this...but I can stay with you while Flynn explains things if you want. I can stay for a bit but...Then I gotta go to my job."
She had taken a job for today, not expecting much to happen or anyone she might know to show up. It was something for her to do other then sit by the lake and think for once. She rubs the back of her head with her free hand, feeling silly for doing so now.
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There were moments when the bright, enthusiastic girl Yuka had known so long still shone through, but at other times... Something had obviously hurt her very badly while she was here. Quite possibly more than just what she'd mentioned before. After all, hadn't they just met from the other girl's perspective?
And Yuka didn't really know what she could do to help. It had always been Cirno herself who seemed to know what to do in situations like this. (Although Yuka admitted that she had a certain bias in the matter.)
Well, there was one course of action that seemed reasonably obvious. Stay. Be as good a friend as she could be. Don't leave, and don't let anything take her away.
Conveniently, this was what Yuka would have wanted to do anyway. She would not abandon her family. And if this place didn't like it as a promise, then it could take it as a threat. Yuka was pretty good at those too.
It still didn't feel like enough.
Yuka smiled again as Cirno turned back. "I'll be all right, if you have other responsibilities. If we're in the same school, I'm sure we'll be able to talk again soon."
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She smiles and backs up towards the group once more, lowering her voice, "I promise..I'll tell you everything that happened if you want later. Just let me know."
She gives a quick wave as she takes to the air and quickly heads back into the group for the greeting, glancing back to her, hoping to look reassuring to her before dissapearing behind the group once more.