On the platform: Meet the new characters!

[utopiamods]

As you all crowd onto the platform and peer through the thick fog that chills the air, you are met by four girls and five boys. One of the girls is a somewhat humanoid grey-skinned, finned alien, but the rest all seem human. All nine 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 dense fog. They're all sodden and cold, and most are irritable. Each has a beret with a crest pinned to the front - three depicting a shield on green, the other six a sword on red.

At the first lull in the chatter, one sickly-pale, shield-crested girl speaks up, cutting through your conversations with her cold, soft voice.

"Attention, please."

She explains that the nine of them are the current prefects of Rakuen, representing the two schools on the island. Nanami, she points to herself, Yuri and Lelouch of Fortitude; and Santana, Flynn, Feferi, Gino, Nephenee and Kevin of Conquest. She doesn't care to explain why the prefects in red and white outnumber those in green and black two to one.

Santana interrupts, "Yeah, yeah. Look, come over when your name is called so we can all get inside." They all move to stand in two groups some distance away from each other, and the two that spoke read off names from their clipboards.

Comments

[markedbeloved]

Well, he hadn't meant to make anyone sick. Though he didn't really care either. But if it was bothersome enough to make someone speak to him, Soubi would stop. He dropped the cig down to the ground, smashing it out. He breathed the rest of the smoke out through his nose so it was aiming down and so he could smell it a little longer. "better?" He didn't look all that friendly.

[mrdickery]

[If there's anything Yuri's good at (besides breaking the law, swordsmanship and cooking) it would be dealing with difficult people. The fact that Soubi actually bothered with his request on the first try says good things about him, so Yuri offers a smile.]

Yeah, thanks. You're... Soubi, right?

[markedbeloved]

[Wonderful, the guy hadn't left. He was regretting stomping his cig out now. He would at lest nod, but he wasn't going to make eye contact.]

Yuri?

[mrdickery]

[If Yuri had picked up on Soubi's unfriendliness, he didn't show it. Rather, he seemed to thrive on the fighter's bad mood by insistently pressing the taller man into conversation.]

Yuri Lowell. What happened to your neck?

[markedbeloved]

[Soubi's eyed Lowell a little closer, but didn't show his annoyance for now. He had no idea what had happened to his neck since it was covered and he still hadn't had enough time to look. He couldn't remember either. This person was just like Kio, yet even more annoying somehow. There was no need to let him guess his own lack of knowledge though. ]

Cat scratches.

[mrdickery]

[Yuri raises an eyebrow at that answer. Given all the bandages, he's thinking that must've been some cat. Still, there are better things to pick at. Such as:] You often let cats hang around your neck?

[markedbeloved]

I hate cats. It fell onto me when I was taking a nap. [That was a totally made up story, but he didn't even know the true one. One thing was for sure in his mind though: he didn't like cats.]