Thread: MHA Time's Changed (East and Frogger)

As promised, two of their number was expelled on the spot but she was safe. Not that she was overly concerned. Sora lingered for the remainder of class not that much was done or said from that point on. Yes, each and every day they are to prove themselves worthy of being here. It was blatantly obvious from the very start so why reiterate this? Hm. Oh well. A soft, downy white wing rubbing over a cheek, Sora picked her backpack up carefully by folding her wings inward, to cradle it against her chest. Hitomi followed in her shadow, always vigilant always keen to protect her charge. Many students conversations died down, their eyes drawn to either silver or gold. Both young ladies are beautiful in their own right. As a Hanakawa, Sora exudes a cool dignity, a quiet confidence that is somewhat unsettling, and yet alluring, all the same. And yet, Hitomi is a cold beauty who looks unattainable. Perhaps it has to do with her being an older lady, or perhaps it is because of the sharp look in her eye but even so... Do we have anything else planned for today? Sora asked quietly, ignoring the awestruck looks she was receiving from female and male alike. Aside from unpacking the rest of our things? It is not as though she has any homework to take care of, however she would like to take this opportunity to relax while she is able to. No, I dont believe so? Hitomi placed a finger on her chin, icy blue eyes rising up to the ceiling as she thought it over. Actually, Im quite positive theres nothing else that requires our attention. Excellent. Maybe Sora will be able to bask in the waning sunlight or fly through the sky before nightfall. A yawn threatening to break free of her, Sora was careful to cover her mouth and hide it from view. I am just pleased you were able to get a room adjacent to mine otherwise, it might have proven to be troublesome. Hitomi couldnt help but nod her agreement. It was very nice of the Academy to do so. After all she is not a student, but she is going to be a part of the security detail. Sora let her eyes drift to the windows they passed by, drinking in the vibrant green just beyond. It was not long before she was behind a closed door, away from admiration and judgment. It was a weight off her shoulders. Yes, she should be used to such scrutiny and yet, it is difficult to endure day after day, month after month year after year. Of course, no one else will possibly be able to understand how she feels thus, part of the reason she keeps everyone at a distance. Thank you, Hitomi. Sora offered a wane smile while the backpack exchanged hands. I appreciate your help today. Hitomi returned the smile with one of her own, just to chuckle and hang the backpack up next to the girls desk. Your welcome, Miss Hanakawa. Do you want me to pull out your recorder? Or do you prefer Ito Matsudas notes? At the mentioned name, Sora stiffened, the atmosphere turning colder and colder and colder. I did not know whether I should throw them away or not, so I went on ahead and grabbed his notes, Hitomi was quick to explain, opening the backpack. Mm? Whats this? Hitomi pulled out a stack of papers, her eyes reading over the print. This isnt a copy of notes These are emails? Miss Hanakawa? she spoke up at long last. I believe you need to see these. Sora frowned, but otherwise said nothing as she joined her bodyguard at the desk. Both wings were folded neatly against her sides,however she sat down to make herself comfortable for whatever is about to waste her precious time. Amber eyes glanced over the print first only to focus after a moment or two, reading more intently. Not even ten minutes later, Sora was storming out of her room with Hitomi stumbling after her, looking for the young man that is obviously responsible for not only intruding upon her personal space her backpack but also digging into the past. Where is he? she just about hissed. What is the meaning of this? Why can he not let go? It is best just to move on!