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[Lost Junpei is lost. The school deal he can handle. The dorms deal he can handle. Even the giant inexplicably floating island-sorta-thing he can handle. But he's not all that great with directions, and he's pretty sure he's been past this corridor about six times already. He doesn't want to ask the creepy guys in robes with turkey platters over their faces--they don't look very hospitable--but he's starting to wonder if he's ever going to find his dorm room. A217... A217...

Crap.

These books are getting heavy. He really wishes he had his stupid purple backpack right about now.

Hefting the books, Junpei turns down yet ANOTHER corridor, hoping perhaps to find a big helpful YOU ARE HERE sign.]

[Perhaps he'll find [Bad username or site: witchesreign title=you @ livejournal.com] instead? 8D]

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"...Ah, yes. I recall that."

[And she really doesn't say much more on the subject because...Really, what can be said? Grieving is a subject she's not very eloquent in, and the most effective coping strategy she's found is to have a routine to fall back on. It might not dull the pain very well, but it at least makes it manageable.

Speaking of which...]

"So, Iori, are you finding your way around well enough? Both to the dorms, and to the classrooms? It appears that you found the book stations easily enough."

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[Don't worry, Mitsuru, Junpei's not very graceful at much of ANYTHING, grieving least of all.]

Mm? Oh... [Changing gears again, okay. He's honestly happy to be off that subject.] Uhm... I think so. I mean, well, yeah I found the books okay. Now if only I could find a bookbag I might be in good shape. [He gives an exaggerated sigh, then perks up a bit. Ah! Right! Maybe they have some classes together. He had a few together with Akihiko, and boy is it gonna be weird to technically be in the same grade as him. Even if he wasn't ahead of him in grade in this place, Akihiko would always be 'senpai', though, and Mitsuru was no different.]

That reminds me, actually. [He pulls his schedule (http://no-sausage-fest.livejournal.com/1016.html#cutid1) out of his pocket and waggles it at her to compare.] What classes are you in? It'd be weird to be in a class with you, since you've always been an upperclassman to me, but Akihiko-senpai and I had a couple together.


[ooc: feel free to notice swim class and be dismayed. XD]

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"..."

[She scans the class list, first impassively, and then with great effort expended to maintain a calm appearance. As much as she values Iori as a teammate, after those events in Yakushima she would prefer to avoid a shared swim class. She's not entirely certain whether driving class would be a good, or a bad thing.]

"...It appears we do share a few classes."

[She says that only after a long, long pause.]

"It should be an...Interesting experience, certainly."

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Oh, really? Sweet! Which ones? [He gives her a rare sincere smile.] It'll be kinda nice knowing some of my classmates, at least. Bein' the new guy is hard, but if you guys are in some of my classes, I don't think it'll be too bad.

Akihiko-senpai and I have a couple classes together. It'll be kinda strange to be in the same class with you guys, instead of a year behind. [The smile turns impish.] But don't worry~ You'll still always be my senpai.

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"Your outlook is appreciated, Iori. As for classes, we appear to share driving, and..."

[You are a Kirijo, Mitsuru. Face any problems with the proper amount of poise and dignity required. In this case, that means meeting Iori evenly in the eye, and making it very clear that this is not a joking matter. In the slightest.]

"...Swim class as well."

[It could, conceivably, be worse. She might be sharing it with Mochizuki.]

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Oh, driving? Hey, don't worry too much; I'm not gonna run anybody over. My old man didn't have a car, and I knew he wasn't gonna teach me how to drive or nothin', but I've actually read a lot about cars, so in theory, I should be pretty good at this!

[In theory.

He freezes when Mitsuru informs him they have swim class together, though. Oh dear. While he certainly did join the class in the hopes of seeing a few nice bods in swimsuits, he hadn't counted on Mitsuru being one of them. He still remembers being executed that night in Kyoto, and that's definitely not something he wants repeated/.]

Oh, swim class, huh? [Gulp.] D-d-don't worry, senpai! I'll--I'll make sure nobody harasses you ladies in class! I mean it! You can count on Junpei! I'll beat the crap out of any peeping toms!