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[waitingmechanic]

Who: Rosalie, Winry, and Vaan
Where: Highschool grounds
When: Lunchtime Today?
What: Rosalie makes her return, and as usual instantly jumps into causing trouble.

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[patchouli]

It wasn't that Vaan had been particularly busy lately...more likely, his player was just a lazy bum there wasn't much to comment on. This, however, meant that when something or someone started up a commotion, it would inevitably be much more pronounced.

His hypothesis proved to be correct, he noted as he got out of his last class before lunch and passed by a rather large group of boys that were worked up over...something or other.

Now, normally Vaan wouldn't even pay attention to something like this, but today we needed a plot reason for him to be over here curiosity overwhelmed him. He peered over the group and lifted an eyebrow. Huh. Just a few...wait.

"Rosalie?" he said, blinking. "...Winry?"

[waitingmechanic]

Well Winry was busy being hunched over and confused and awkward...just plain out INCREDIBLY AND DISTRESSINGLY uncomfortable. The girl had determined that if she tried to shrink and become as small as possible this would all go away.

This couldn't be worse she mumbled to herself, but then Flamingo Height's Murphy's Law decided to kick into effect when she heard her name.

Now it was bad enough that someone had recognized her amongst the crowd...but it was the person it was coming from that made this spiral all into hell.

It.

Was.

Vaan.

SHE.
WANTED.
TO.
DIE.

Now she definitely picked up her pace, trying to drag Rosalie rather unsuccessful. She just wanted out of there.

[bitemym3]

Laughing, Rosalie squealed when she heard Vaan over her shoulder and turned around, taking Winry in a spin with her. Eminating delight, the vampire patted Winry on the shoulder and made sure that her little human couldn't scurry away. She beamed and waved Vaan to come over, spending a vampire minute to rearrange Winry's outfit once more, almost magically hussy-ing up the blonde beside her in a matter of seconds.

Excited to finally have her way, Rosalie caught sight of a sexy boy, perhaps eighteen, over Vaan's shoulder, being tugged along by a cute, younger girl who was fumbling with a tawny colored kitten who was kept in one of her large apron pockets. Making a note to track down the pair later, she brought her attention back to Vaan and Winry and noticed that Vaan had begun to speak, her golden eyes dancing merrily.

Oh, this was going to be good.

[waitingmechanic]

This was one of those moments where Winry was less than fond of Rosalie.

She tried very hard to repair the mess Rosalie had made, closing up her blazer as much as possible. So instead she voted to just hide behind Rosalie even if it meant twisting herself at an awkward angle.

"H-hey Vaan." she stuttered. He had seen her, and obviously recognized her so it wasn't as if she could deny it was her but damned she be if she continued to expose herself in looking as she did.