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[ there's music coming from one corner of the Quad; it's not so loud that it's overly intrusive, but it is noticeable, to anyone passing by. At the source of the sound sits Luka, legs crossed as she scribbles down a mixture of musical symbols and binary code. While she doesn't have any sort of music player on her person, the sound is definitely coming from her. It's not one set tune or song, and it changes entirely every few seconds, interjected with short bursts of static. All the while, Luka half-hums, half-sings under her breath ]

… I wanna rip and release your throat right now, I want to make you all mine... ♪ [ she pauses, and taps her pen against her lower lip, muttering to herself ] I probably ought to stop writing songs like that. [ with a sigh, she changes her tone, continuing to make notes on the sheet of paper set out in front of her ] ♫ Japanese ninja number one, we go creeping into the girls' locker room...

Cue the cannonballs! (General Pool Post)

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[It's probably the most activity the pool has seen since classes started, likely because of the upcoming competitive swims for the Swimming 101 classes, or perhaps because of the Garden's currently waterlogged status, making out-of-campus recreational trips impossible. Plus, generally, the pool seemed safer than jumping into a sea populated with who-knows-what creatures - just a little safer, if you didn't count the number of students ignoring pool rules and cannon-balling into the surface. There are students on both the shallow and deep ends, and a few lanes reserved for dedicated swimmers - despite the upsurge in visitors, there's room for all.

Hope ducks just in time to avoid the resulting splash from another student diving into the shallow end with floaties and kicking boards in tow, resurfacing to shake the water out of his hair. Talk about ripe for disaster - he had as many things to watch out for here as he did in Gran Pulse.]

W-watch out!

[ooc; General pool post, for all interested. No obligation to tag Hope; feel free to start your own threads a-la-event-style!]

↠ oo4

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[Cue Naoto frowning at her hands when leaving the girls' rest room. Needless to say she does not like something about them now.

Well, she's washed them quite a lot of times, but since coming out of WTR aka FREAKING GUN TRAINING they've been feeling a little... numb. And possibly dirty, even though she's already washed them. She's never used a gun before, and using a weapon without gloves is... very different. She's done it before, but she really does prefer gloves. At least if she had gloves during the actual firing of the gun she could have simply stripped them off and washed them at a later period.

Needless to say, she's not enjoying learning how to use a gun. Hell freaking no.

She hitches up her bag, and one hand unconsciously flexing as she stalks off. Maybe the library can give her some quiet time before she has to go and join the masses in the canteen for some smelly, greasy foodstuff.]