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[fisheyes]

[You know what's a good reason for signing up for the Photography classes? Because you find the subject enjoyable.

You know what's not a good reason for it? Free access to cameras so you can take pictures of all the attractive women around Garden. That's what you might spot this idiot doing outside of classes; rather than helping out anywhere, he's lounging around various parts of the grounds, eating candy and unashamedly snapping photos of any good-looking women who pass by.

(If you're particularly sharp-eyed, you might also spot him casually taking pictures of strategic locations and exit routes, but that's just a coincidence of where the hot girls are. Right?)]

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[mirage_diver]

[You think other cadets have it hard? This one's stuck in a dorm with the kid. Of course, that also means he knows well enough to keep an eye out, even if the two haven't talked much.

And considering that repairs are probably the second most mind-numbing thing in existence (Garden Code class edges it out ever so slightly), Locke does manage to spot a few of the more... questionable spots Sakata chooses to take a picture.

Not wanting to raise a big fuss - he, as much as anyone else, knows the benefit of a low profile - Locke casually strolls over, speaking cordially to his roommate.]

Y'know, not many one-way streets in this place. Anywhere you can exit, you can enter again.

[Hopefully, that sounded more confusing than suspicious. Hopefully.]

[fisheyes]

[Oi, you're not a cute girl. Still, this guy is his room-mate, and Gintoki knows it's important to get along with roomies... unless they piss you off, or you just can't be bothered, or it's more fun to screw around with them. Huh. Actually, he doesn't much care. Time to play the idiot as he stares at Locke with half-lidded eyes, tilting his head and playing dumb.]

Aa, is this a philosophical discussion about reincarnation? I'd rather not test it out. Or am I meant to give some coded response to that, huh?

[Still looking bored, he snaps a picture right in Locke's face. You don't mind the flash, right?]

[mirage_diver]

[Well. At least it wasn't met with mali--FHEUGRHBVDG BRIGHT BRIGHT BRIGHT AUGH. CRIPES, EDGAR AT LEAST HAD THE DECENT SENSE TO OFFER UP SHADES. There's a bit of a frustrated twitch, but that's all the sign Locke gives of his inner flail.]

Nn. I mean, if you're looking for secret paths, you're not gonna much find them in the hallways, especially now that this place got a stab-job.

And if you're doing this for the ladies, ballroom'd probably be a better place.

[fisheyes]

[Aw, well. Maybe he'll try to blind you again later, Locke, when you're not as ready.]

Secret paths? [He raises an eyebrow, because eyebrow-raising is the name of the game when it comes to bland innocence.] What, are we in a Dragon Quest game now? Besides, I've already tried the ballroom. For some reason, hot women don't hang around there in low-cut ballgowns. Talk about a let-down.

[Scratching his chin, Gintoki stares off into the middle-distance. At a wall. Yeah.] Aa, maybe I should try the infirmary for the nurse uniforms...

[mirage_diver]

[No, we're in a Final Fantasy game. But neither of them know it.]

You gotta wait for an actual ball for that. Until then it's just our makeshift cafeteria and the place the balldancing classes are held.

I wouldn't advise the infirmary, though, unless you want Instructor Do to kick you in the face. They're busy enough without anyone sticking their head in. Maybe once they're done patching up people from the attack.

[He doesn't know this from experience, why do you ask? Obviously if you aren't a known first-aid medic or recovery magic user, they don't want you anywhere close.]

[gunbladegrrl]

[One place to catch girls might be up in the classroom hallway -- certain one is heading down them now, five stacked chairs in her arms. When she reaches the door of the classroom she's heading to, though, she juggles the chairs a moment to try to free up a hand to open the door... and can't.]

[So here's a plaintive look.] Little help, please?

[fisheyes]

[SNAP. Gintoki is now the proud owner of a photo of some cute teen carrying a bunch of chairs around. Sure, she's too young for him, but it would be rude not to. That, and he's finding people's reactions hilarious.]

Stand back - this is a job for hands.

[Yes, he is that bored. At least he's opening the door for her.]

[gunbladegrrl]

Oh, thanks!

[She flashes him a smile as she steps through the door, then sets the chairs down with a heavy thud. With a little shake of her hands, she comes back out, glancing at him again.]

Are you a new cadet here?

[fisheyes]

[Talk to the han- no, that's not right.]

No problem.

[He shrugs, because eloquence is overrated, and wiggles the camera at her instead.]

Nah. Spying on the defences here.

[In his (sloppy) cadet uniform. Obviously.]

[gunbladegrrl]

[Hey, she meant 'new' cadet, as opposed to 'been here a while, but never met'. And his answer earns a patiently wry look.] We just weathered a pretty major attack, so that may not be the best joke to make right now.

[rewritethis]

[A girl? Nope, although he does have long hair. Just someone who happens to walk past a couple of them as he heads down this hallway - and, as it turns out, doesn't really obstruct the view.

For once in his life, he's minding his own business. The first thing he notices is the flash. The first thing he notices after flinching and rubbing his eyes is some jerkass with a camera. (The guy's face vaguely rings a bell; has he seen it in class, or maybe in one of those dorms he's nominally supposed to be keeping on eye on? Well, whatever, he doesn't care.) From this, there's only one conclusion to be drawn, and it's the wrong one.

He marches over.] Hey, you! What's the big idea?

[fisheyes]

[Huh, it's some kid. And he's really, really short. Gintoki keeps up his 'bored, so bored' expression and motions idly at his camera. He could just explain he was snapping the girls, but...]

Aa, don't worry about me. I'm just preparing the file for your assassination. [He pauses, frowning slightly.] Or was it a photo for the yearbook...? Eh, it was something like that.

[Then FLASH, you've just had another picture taken. He's an ass like that.]

[rewritethis]

[And a smartass too, by the sounds of it. Great. Just what Ed wants to deal with after half a day of repair work.

He's almost quick enough to properly shield his eyes this time, but man, that afterimage makes it really hard to glare straight. He tries, though.] Least you could do is come up with something believable. Hand it over. [And he holds his palm out expectantly, because he's willing to do this the mature and non-violent way for at least the next two or three seconds.]

[fisheyes]

[Gintoki holds the camera protectively, stepping back.]

Oi, I need this for class! take it up with... whoever the hell teaches Photography. [Remembering names is for wusses.] You really want me to fail my class, huh? Is that the kind of person you are? Ruining a guy's dream?

[Gintoki is HORRIFIED at you, you monster.]

[rewritethis]

[Well, yes, but that's not the point right now!]

Yeah, right. You want me to be on the damn syllabus that badly, take it up with them yourself!

[Also, those three seconds of patience are up, so rather than waiting for the camera he's just going to lunge at it.]

[fotlenke]

[ Sigyn carries a basket of salvaged vegetables down the hall, into the Quad. She's dressed in a simple, orange Norse dress with her hair partially braided and pinned for keep. ]

[fisheyes]

[SNAP. Gintoki lowers the camera, eyes the blonde woman in consideration, then takes another picture. It's rare to see women around here that aren't in uniform, after all. Besides, she kind of reminds him of another woman - at least this one won't be punching or kicking him in the face any time soon. Hopefully.]

[fotlenke]

[ She makes her way over to one of the benches and sets down her load. She takes a seat and then begins to undo the pins holding her hair back. She's taking her time, waiting for something. ]

[fisheyes]

[Option 1: Stare at her through the camera lens to up his creep-o-meter for lulz. Option 2: Find something more interesting to photograph. Option 2 it is.

Option 2, by the way, involves remaining where he is and zooming in on the woman's shoes. SNAP. This could be fun if she notices, and if she doesn't... well, he's bored. Really bored. What else is there to do, study?]

[fotlenke]

[ Once her hair is unbound, Sigyn reaches her fingers up into her locks and gives it a shake to get that natural bounce back. She flips it over one shoulder, and then the next until she's certain that it has its proper style back in form.

Her shoes are nothing special. Just her usual boots. They move as she tries to get comfortable on the bench, hair fixed. ]

[curiouseyes]

[Koriand'r is walking through the different areas of the Garden, moving salvaged items so they could be used again. She didn't want them to go to waste. She's wearing her normal uniform from home to do the work]

[fisheyes]

[...

That's a fascinating... everything... you have there, ma'am. Like the clothes. And the skin colour. But mostly the clothes, because Gintoki's at least seen non-human skin tones on Amanto before. He raises the camera, decides he'd rather not piss off an obvious non-human who possibly has the power to set him on fire with her mind, and takes a mental snapshot instead. ... He really hopes this is going to be the new girls' uniform. For the attractive ones, anyway.

Don't mind him staring.]

[curiouseyes]

[Nope, no ability to set him on fire with her mind. And he'd probably be disappointed to find out that no it is not the girls' uniform, but it was what she wore when training or anything along the like.

As she walking, she spots something out the corner of her eye and sees him there, tilting her head slightly]

Hello.

[fisheyes]

[Curses! Somehow, he was spotted! ... Oh, he wasn't hiding. Never mind. Gintoki raises a hand in greeting, expression blank.]

Yo.

[Truly, the very picture of eloquence.]

Cold?

[Genius, Gintoki. Conversational genius.]

[curiouseyes]

[She looks surprised at the question. It certainly wasn't something she was expecting (even with what she was wearing)]

No not at all. Why do you ask?