Eighth File.
[ Phone | Filtered from Drones ]
As you may have heard from Mr. Edelstein's phone call, there will hopefully be a concert come this November. I am asking myself if there would be anyone interested in attending so that I can see how many seats, tickets, and possibly concessions we'll need. If you'll give me your name and where I can find you, it would be much appreciated.
Thank you.
--also, there has been something on my mind as of late. If you're one of the countries as Mr. Jones so aptly said himself, would you mind replying here and then give me a brief description as to how you were born and/or discovered? I realize that this is a weird question and rather forward, but I do thank you for your time given. It's just that this sort of thing isn't in my world, so I'm rather curious. So, if you may, then thank you.
[ Action: Mayfield High. ]
[ Welp, it looks like not even Diana's free of the bullies. Due to all the extra work she's been doing with her classes and with her alchemy - the latter she's been keeping under wraps for a good reason - it surely has earned her some comments such as "teacher's pet", "nerd" or anything of the sort. And, well, since she can't really defend herself other than with her tongue to get herself out of her situations, since she's backed into a corner. But, she's standing straight and tall to show that she's not afraid of these bullies. ]
Please let me go. What have I done to you?
We don't like how smart you are! Why don't you dumb it down, idiot?
That's your retort? Come now, we're in high school. Shouldn't you have left the playground insults back in--
[ Her remark goes unfinished as one of the kids shoves her up to a locker and aims a punch right for Diana's cheek. She's taken back since not even her own parents hit her. She wishes she had her telekinesis back since that would make quick work of these idiots. Still, she's managing to stay strong. Perhaps you want to help her out of this predicament she's gotten herself in? ]
[ Action: Greased Lightning Garage. ]
[ This is clearly no place for a girl to be, right? Well, Diana thinks differently and while she's chatting it up with the drone mechanics, she manages to sweet talk her way in letting her see what they've got so that she can use it. While most of the parts are defective, she does find a few that she can use for what she has in mind and quietly places the parts in her bag. When she's done with the so-called "tour" of the area, she curtsies like a good girl would to any friendly gentleman. But, she decides to stick around and see what else can be of use to her. ]
[ Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard. Locked to paintme_crimson. ]
[ Diana has been noticing that Mokou just hasn't been the strong woman she knows she can be. So, she decides to go to where she is and approach her with a slight frown on her face. ]
May I have a moment with you, Mokou?
As you may have heard from Mr. Edelstein's phone call, there will hopefully be a concert come this November. I am asking myself if there would be anyone interested in attending so that I can see how many seats, tickets, and possibly concessions we'll need. If you'll give me your name and where I can find you, it would be much appreciated.
Thank you.
--also, there has been something on my mind as of late. If you're one of the countries as Mr. Jones so aptly said himself, would you mind replying here and then give me a brief description as to how you were born and/or discovered? I realize that this is a weird question and rather forward, but I do thank you for your time given. It's just that this sort of thing isn't in my world, so I'm rather curious. So, if you may, then thank you.
[ Action: Mayfield High. ]
[ Welp, it looks like not even Diana's free of the bullies. Due to all the extra work she's been doing with her classes and with her alchemy - the latter she's been keeping under wraps for a good reason - it surely has earned her some comments such as "teacher's pet", "nerd" or anything of the sort. And, well, since she can't really defend herself other than with her tongue to get herself out of her situations, since she's backed into a corner. But, she's standing straight and tall to show that she's not afraid of these bullies. ]
Please let me go. What have I done to you?
We don't like how smart you are! Why don't you dumb it down, idiot?
That's your retort? Come now, we're in high school. Shouldn't you have left the playground insults back in--
[ Her remark goes unfinished as one of the kids shoves her up to a locker and aims a punch right for Diana's cheek. She's taken back since not even her own parents hit her. She wishes she had her telekinesis back since that would make quick work of these idiots. Still, she's managing to stay strong. Perhaps you want to help her out of this predicament she's gotten herself in? ]
[ Action: Greased Lightning Garage. ]
[ This is clearly no place for a girl to be, right? Well, Diana thinks differently and while she's chatting it up with the drone mechanics, she manages to sweet talk her way in letting her see what they've got so that she can use it. While most of the parts are defective, she does find a few that she can use for what she has in mind and quietly places the parts in her bag. When she's done with the so-called "tour" of the area, she curtsies like a good girl would to any friendly gentleman. But, she decides to stick around and see what else can be of use to her. ]
[ Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard. Locked to paintme_crimson. ]
[ Diana has been noticing that Mokou just hasn't been the strong woman she knows she can be. So, she decides to go to where she is and approach her with a slight frown on her face. ]
May I have a moment with you, Mokou?