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[hawkette]

[A person in a fencing uniform is attempting to balance a cello case, a bow case, a large duffel bag, and a school bag.  The fencing helmet is balancing precariously on the duffel bag, revealing that the person trying to carry all of it is a teenaged girl.  A very annoyed teenaged girl.]

Tommy!  Tommy!  This isn't cute or funny or whatver you think this is.  I have to get back to school!

[The fencing helmet finally falls off the duffel bag, and the teenaged girl mutters a curse as she goes after it.]

I'm going to kill him...

[This is also a teenaged girl that hasn't found her acceptance letter yet, so feel free to troll her accordingly.  Or, you know, help her out.  Whatever you'd prefer.]

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[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

[The helmet rolls to bump into Conner's foot. He looks down at it and then over at the girl. She doesn't look too uhm pleased. Conner crouches down to pick it up.]

...did you drop this?

[hawkette]

[Forces herself to at least look civil to this new guy. It's not his fault she's here.] Yeah, that's mine.

[Sort of rearranges things so she has a free hand to take the helmet.] Thanks.

[genomorphed.livejournal.com]

[Conner looks her up and down.]

That is... a lot of stuff to carry on your own.

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Botan stops to scoop up the helmet and holds it carefully in her kimono-clad arms. No need/desire for her SeeD uniform today, it seems. She walks quickly yet carefully over towards the girl, a concerned look upon her face.]

Dear, are you alright?

[hawkette]

[Turns to the sound of the voice--definitely not Tommy.]

Yeah, I'll be all right. I'm actually looking for someone. White hair, green jumpsuit. Goes by Speed?

...Actually, have you seen any green flashes around anywhere?

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Botan shakes her head with an apologetic smile.]

I'm sorry, but I haven't seen anything like that. Perhaps he didn't slip through the stream of the Time Compression with you?

[adoressakura.livejournal.com]

Do you need help carrying anything? it does seem like you're carrying an awful lot.

[hawkette]

I got it, thanks though. I was at my locker at school switching my stuff out when a friend decided it would be cute to play a prank on me.

Waiting for him to come back so I can beat him with some of this stuff.

[adoressakura.livejournal.com]

Oh dear. Why would someone want to pull a prank on you like this?

Although I don't think beating them up with the stuff will help.

[yellowzippers.livejournal.com]

[Selphie walks up to the girl. She has a mixture of concern and eagerness plain on her face. ]

Hey! I haven't seen you around! Do you need any help? That sure is a lot of stuff to carry and you keep dropping everything!

[hawkette]

[Blinks a few times at the rapid-fire questions. She thought that was Tommy's thing.]

Uhhh hey. That's because a friend of mine thought it would be cute to drop me off here for... whatever crazy reason is in his head.

And I'm good. Whenever he shows up again I have plenty of ammunition to hurl at him.

[yellowzippers.livejournal.com]

[ She tilts her head. ] Your friend sounds like a big meanie face!

[tortileghostwriter]

[And a quick flash of purple before the fencing helmet is plucked off of the ground, with a blond 13 year old kid standing about ten feet away, spinning it around his finger. ...Is his shadow moving?]

You fence as well. An admirable pastime. Saber, epee, foil... ?

[Goddamn echo.]

[hawkette]

[Her gaze is going between the kid with her helmet and the shadow.]

Foil. It's in one of these bags... Somewhere.

[tortileghostwriter]

[He nods, debating putting the helmet back for a moment before just deciding he'd probably be helping more if he carried it himself.]

Saber, myself.

[notinvisobill.livejournal.com]

The school is that way.

[He juts his thumb towards the direction of the school.]

[hawkette]

[Glances that way.]

Not my school.

[notinvisobill.livejournal.com]

Is now. I think its like, the only school here.

[adewdropbright.livejournal.com]

But this is the school--

[ Though Aerith is distracted by the fencing helmet falling off, and automatically bends over to keep it from rolling past her. ]

[hawkette]

It's not my school.

Thanks. [Re-arranges her stuff so she can take her helmet back.]

[adewdropbright.livejournal.com]

[ And when Kate's ready, Aerith holds the helmet out to return. ] If that's the case, I think you've got the wrong culprit. May I ask where your school is? Which continent it's on.

[ Quickest way to rule out her having been teleported from another part of the world, she figures. ]

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

[Her helmet is rescued from hitting the ground courtesy of Impulse. He grins and holds it out to her.]

You dropped this.

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[hawkette]

TOMMY SHEPHERD I'M GOING TO KILL--

[hawkette]

[That... is not Tommy.]

...Thanks.

[teenspeed.livejournal.com]

No problem!

Who's Tommy?