On the platform: New characters and old ones that want to come and meet them!

[utopiamods]

As you all crowd onto the platform with your new and still bizarre mix of faces, expressions, clothing and wild theories, you are met by a girl and three boys, one of whom is a troll. All four are in uniforms that would match if not for the colour differences - skirts and trousers, waistcoats, and light summer shirts that seem totally inappropriate for the thin layer of melting slush coating the station platform. Each has a beret with a crest - one girl's shows a sword, the other three have a shield.

At the first lull in the chatter, the girl speaks up, cutting through your conversations rudely.

"Hey morons,"

She explains, sounding annoyed, that the four of them are prefects, representing the two schools in Rakuen. Santana of Conquest, pointing to herself, and Yuri, Lelouch and Gamzee of Fortitude.

"When your name gets called go to the person who called it. Actually, fuck it. You're all in Fortitude, screw name calling. I'm leaving."

She walks off leaving the three boys on their own. The one introduced as Yuri speaks first.

Comments

[mrdickery]

[When Spain puts his hand up, Yuri gives him a very curious look, before he finally decides to speak.]

Spain, huh? [There's another pause, and then a very casual:] Think you can find your way around this place or do you need a guide?

[conquistador]

Sí, the one and only. ( During that pause, he keeps his smile. ) Ah, well, it depends only if you're offering! It's always helpful to have a guide but I'm sure I can make it.

[mrdickery]

[Which means he could use it which means... shiiiiiit.]

I've got the time.

[conquistador]

Then let's go, sir-- ah, what shall I call you?

[mrdickery]

[And for some reason, Yuri seems quite serious and preoccupied. It takes him a minute to realize Spain asked him something and to snap out of it, placing a casual smile on his face.]

Huh? Sorry, I'm Yuri... Yuri Lowell.

[conquistador]

Hello? ( He almost wants to wave a hand in front of Yuri's face. Don't just zone out when you're talking to him! It's rude! ) Hola, Yuri. Well, you already know who I am so there goes introductions. . . Wait. Are you someone important here?

[mrdickery]

[Sorry Spain, he's just having some very terrible and morbid thoughts.]

Nah. [The answer is instant and probably a little suspicious.] I'm just your average guy.