Mitsuru 001 || Orientation 101

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[Despite waking up in a new, bizarre place, and suddenly being dropped at what looks like a giant floating holiday ornament, Mitsuru is remarkably well collected.

The course catalog under her arm might explain some of that composure. She spent well over half the trip and the day pouring over it. The classes she's reviewed are a far cry from anything taught in Gekkoukan…But with the deluge of changes, studying and academics are what she finds herself focusing on. It keeps her grounded, if nothing else.

Which is why she's walking around the Garden NOW, instead of having to rush blindly about once she's registered and trying to find the classrooms. And she is moving about with a will; it takes a special talent to make boots click that loudly over marble, in such a wide space. She pauses after the first circle around the ground level, looking at the map and frowning as she tries to puzzle out the structure. She even murmurs a few phrases in French as she scans the board.]

"Je ne comprends pas…This place shouldn't be THAT hard to decipher and navigate."

[Giant walkways, pools, and fountains are also a far cry from the school she knows. Even when that school changes into a tower.]

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[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

It's not.

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You're just new.

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[The average height in Japan is at least five feet seven inches. It doesn't really register with Mitsuru that she'd need to look lower then that when someone is speaking to her. She does, however, manage to look marginally offended as she turns towards the voice.]

"Even if I am, a full circuit should have been enough to memorize and-"

[...And there's no one there.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Who remembers everything the first time around?

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Uh. You could try looking at me.

1/3

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"It's a goal that should be aspired to, either way."

[Mitsuru says that as she realizes that voice is actually coming from much lower then she thought. That alone is a bit odd, making her raise an eyebrow as glances down, and-]

2/3

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"..."

[Well. Then.]

"......"

[A small, still properly ordered part of her mind grudgingly notes that this place has displayed an uncanny ability for turning normality upside-down. As the three foot talking pink character shows.]

3/3

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[That said, Kirijo training finally kicks in, pushing her thoughts back into place and causing Mitsuru to smooth her expression back out. Hopefully into something more polite, and not with any obvious staring.]

"........My apologies."

[outstandings.livejournal.com]

[French? Hermione had picked up a bit of french during her primary schooling, and is intrigued to hear the language being spoken here of all places. So, with cautious curiosity, Hermione approaches the redhead.]

Excuse me... are you from France?

((OOC: Okay, one last tag before bed!))

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{Mitsuru is still frowning over the Garden layout; so unlike the neat, grid style building plans she's used to. She still registers the new voice, however, and turns around to look at the speaker.]

"Mm?"

[She gives her a quick glance over, before continuing.]

"No, I'm not."

[Although...It is a bit thrilling to think her pronunciation is so convincing! Perhaps she is getting proficient in the language, enough to justify a trip to Paris, and-

Ahem. Focus, Kirijo.]

"I have a passion for the language and the culture, however. Enough to study it frequently."

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[Hermione isn't too disappointed by the answer, because that clues her in on something else.]

So you're from Earth? [Such a strange question to ask, but a common inquiry these days considering the various origins of the off-worlder cadets.]

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[There's a quick blink, as she processes that question, but Mitsuru still nods.]

"...Yes."

[Likewise, after that first shock, she's quick to pick up on some clues and implications of her own. Apparently, this place is drawing from more then one place to bring people in. Though the pink talking animal from earlier was a bit of a hint.]

"Japan, specifically."

[Another once over. And a few more conclusions are drawn.]

"And I take it that you originally were from somewhere in the western hemisphere?"

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[hm. This lady seemed a lot like Cynthia, only a bit younger. For Dawn.. that was enough reason to approach the lady.]

Good afternoon, ma'am. You're new, I'm guessing?

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"Good afternoon."

[She says in return. And dips her head once, slightly, in a nod.]

"Yes...I only just arrived here."

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[Dawn offers a smile, then leans against a wall, folding her arms in a casual manner.]

Welcome, then! This place.. is certainly odd, but hopefully you'll manage. I've only been here for a couple weeks.

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It isn't once you get used to it.

[ Clearly, this special talent of boot clicking applies as well when one wears heels. ]

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[Heeled boots, actually. It helps with height AND presence.]

"That is encouraging to hear."

[She glances over long enough to say that, before turning back to puzzle over the layout. Circles are likely going to haunt her dreams tonight. And color coded lines.

She keeps her eyes on the board when she speaks again.]

"You are a student here, then?"

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I've been for a while, yes.

[ Heels do help with presence and announcing your arrival. She approves of this. ]

And I'd suppose you just arrived.

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

Hey, your shoes are really loud. [It's not criticism, but more of an observation.] Are you lost?

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[Her eyes slid over to the side when she hears that, not fully looking at him, although she gives a slight nod in response to that observation. But, once her sense of direction is called into question, she does turn to fully look at him.]

"No, I am not lost. I am determining the layout of this place."

[And she does not look pleased about it. Or angry, actually. More of slight irritation, more then anything else.]

"...It's simply proving to be more difficult then I thought."

['But I WILL figure it out in short order' her tone says for her.]

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

Oh. Yeah, this school is really big. I just memorized the directory. [He doesn't seem to notice her displeasure.]

Mitsuruuuuuuu~

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[ In such a rush to get from the dorms to the training center, Chie almost finds herself crashing into the redhead mid-jog. Thankfully, however, she looks up just in time to avoid a collision that would likely result in pain for everywhere. She still bumps into her, but with quick enough steps the damage is at least reduced. For that, she tries to look as apologetic as possible, a slight wince on her face for being such a doof. ]

Oh! Sorry! I wasn't watching where I was going.

[ Though she's been in the Garden long enough, she's still wearing her Yasogami uniform with her green jacket tied around her waist. It just feels weird to go training in anything else, even after a couple of weeks in yet another strange world. ]

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[Mitsuru, meanwhile, is still pouring over the directory. Much to her satisfaction, this is beginning to make some level of sense, provided one tunes out the water features and surrounding-

BUMP.

It's probably for the best she got back into active S.E.E.S. duty. It's enough that Mitsuru keeps her balance when someone crashes into her. She stumbles a little to one side, but doesn't fall over. She still allows a flash of irritation to show when she looks over.]

"You may want to be more aware in the future, Miss-"

[Odd. That isn't the standard uniform she's seen around this place, and she's quick to notice it. For her part, Mitsuru is still in her standard Gekkoukan wear, complete with those heeled boots. Which she easily uses to look a bit taller, and likely a bit more imposing. Arms are crossed to increase that effect.]

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[ Though with anyone else Mitsuru would probably have them cowering, Chie just winces a little harder and raises her hands up. She presses them together, fingertips touching her nose as she ups the apologetic factor. At least no one hit the ground, then she would've felt terrible for the collision. For now, she remains sheepish and guilty. ]

Sorry, sorry. I was just, uhm--

[ Well, being in a hurry to train isn't exactly a valid excuse, so she winds up trailing off after a few aborted attempts to continue that line of thought. Instead, she focuses on the girl in front of her. Yeesh, those boots really do make her look taller. Without them, Chie is fairly certain they'd be more around the same height. But regardless, the intimidation factor is somewhat lost on a girl who's faced down a god or two.

Looking closer at the redhead, there's something vaguely familiar about her clothes. The skirt, at least, reminds her of one she's seen somewhere before. ]

I really am sorry. [ She decides to pick back up with the apologies, hoping to get her to stop making that face. ] Are you okay?

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[New Cadet~ New Cadet~ New Cadet! Botan was just passing by (she's always just passing by 8|) when she spied what seemed to be a new cadet looking at the map. Well, who else but a new cadet would be looking at the map, really?]

Hello there!

[She walks calmly yet her expression is sodamncheerful.] Just arrived, did you, dear?

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[So cheerful that it's making Mitsuru wonder if she should step back a pace or too. However, Kirijo stubbornness training holds, and she stands firm, head up and making full eye contact.]

"Good...Day to you, Madam."

[Given the language and appearance, she does look a bit older then Mitsuru, so she'll fall back on that honorific.]

"And, yes. I'm trying to determine the layout of this place as quickly as possible."

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

Ah, bingo! I thought so~ [She gives just the friendliest smile.] My name is Botan. I'm one of the instructors here. Were you trying to find anything in particular, or just an overview?