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[Mistwing]

((Yeah. 'S mostly been Kj and Raggy beein' sloaw T_T I've been checking every hour))

[Sl4cker]

((I've been checking every five minutes.

I have a whole lot of free time..))

[BlitzDungeoneer]

((...I just use the 'New Replies' button.))

[SOLDIER First]

((It's much faster.
_{Admittedly, I use that every five minutes...}))

[Stirk]

((I've been checking every five minutes.

I have a whole lot of free time..))

((Then it is kind of weird that your character shows up late to everything  ))

[BlitzDungeoneer]

((That's because those text walls of his take a good while to write, yo.
At that point there's probably already another 10 posts or so.))

[Sl4cker]

((The hours of the day in which I can use my free time are also very inconveniently placed, to say the least.))

[Twinwolf]

((Some people have no life. Like me. Which is why I'm on for pretty much the whole day.))

[Stirk]

((That's because those text walls of his take a good while to write, yo.
At that point there's probably already another 10 posts or so.))

((He always ends up like, super late to everything though. Like "in at the end" late.))

[Twinwolf]

Tuesday

School begins in half an hour.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Sachi is on her way to school.

[SOLDIER First]

Kiyoshi is already at the front, hair in his usual (and probably dress-code-violating) samurai bun.
He sits on the steps.

[BlitzDungeoneer]

Sora is also on the way to school, taking the same route as before.

[Stirk]

Mutou once again finishes putting on his uniform, this time slipping a model Glock 27 deep into his uniform as a finishing touch. He this time he is humming "Love is War". He looks himself over in the mirror, spinning around in front of it, checking to be sure his (toy) weapon is concealed perfectly.

Hey, the others move around with swords and stuff. We know they can attack us even out here, why not be prepared? That one girl probably brings her real one anyway.

After adjusting the false pistol slightly, he gives the mirror a thumbs up before saluting himself with a wink. He puts his books and equipment into the camouflaged backpack, looking once again at his M16 keychain. He puts his hand on his chin, wondering briefly if this would count as an actual weapon in that place. He dismisses it, throwing the backpack over his shoulders and walking out the door, starting to jog to school.

[Bluexdog]

Jack starts walking to school