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srwu Aug. 4th, 2014 09:41 am)
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[Volya sighs as he shuffles towards the school anxiously. Tugging at the strap of his bag he glanced around at the pairs and groups that were drifting into the building, chattering away in Japanese so fast he could barely understand. As he looks up to take in the building as a whole he only has one thing to say.]
This is going to suck...
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Aaaargh...
[And suck it did, Volya had a LOT to deal with.... for one thing all the writing was in Kanji... which was like alien space writing to him since he never learned it. Then there was the Lunch break rush.... good lord, that was horrible. If it were any worse he'd be suffering PTSD from the havoc of it all..... at the very least he got something to eat, nevermind people just kept looking at him in shock due to the infamy of the food he managed to get his hands on (that or the large amount of it he nabbed).]
[Either way he was sprawled at his desk, head laying on his arm as he grumbled in his mother tongue to himself, thankful that it was still break time. Occasionally he'd glance out of his little 'isolation zone' to his classmates. Some were giving him looks of suspicion or annoyance, things he's used to. Others though... they were looking at him weird, including a lot of the girls in his class. It never occured to him that he was more or less a mysterious transfer student, and that kind of thing usually draws a hell of a lot of attention here.]
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[Volya slowly dragged himself to whatever passed for a lounge at Sakihama base, crashing on a sofa with a grumble.]
Join a club... which club? Practically every single one was trying to drag me in. Why do I even have to?
[And it was true really, as the day ended members of several of the clubs present in the school were hoping to get the Mysterious Newbie to join them, hoping he was some kind of miracle person. Then they found out about each other and argued. A lot. In the end Volya snuck off with far too many choices and an application form he'd rather give to Interitus to play with.]
This is so so stupid...
[Volya sighs as he shuffles towards the school anxiously. Tugging at the strap of his bag he glanced around at the pairs and groups that were drifting into the building, chattering away in Japanese so fast he could barely understand. As he looks up to take in the building as a whole he only has one thing to say.]
This is going to suck...
2)
Aaaargh...
[And suck it did, Volya had a LOT to deal with.... for one thing all the writing was in Kanji... which was like alien space writing to him since he never learned it. Then there was the Lunch break rush.... good lord, that was horrible. If it were any worse he'd be suffering PTSD from the havoc of it all..... at the very least he got something to eat, nevermind people just kept looking at him in shock due to the infamy of the food he managed to get his hands on (that or the large amount of it he nabbed).]
[Either way he was sprawled at his desk, head laying on his arm as he grumbled in his mother tongue to himself, thankful that it was still break time. Occasionally he'd glance out of his little 'isolation zone' to his classmates. Some were giving him looks of suspicion or annoyance, things he's used to. Others though... they were looking at him weird, including a lot of the girls in his class. It never occured to him that he was more or less a mysterious transfer student, and that kind of thing usually draws a hell of a lot of attention here.]
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[Volya slowly dragged himself to whatever passed for a lounge at Sakihama base, crashing on a sofa with a grumble.]
Join a club... which club? Practically every single one was trying to drag me in. Why do I even have to?
[And it was true really, as the day ended members of several of the clubs present in the school were hoping to get the Mysterious Newbie to join them, hoping he was some kind of miracle person. Then they found out about each other and argued. A lot. In the end Volya snuck off with far too many choices and an application form he'd rather give to Interitus to play with.]
This is so so stupid...
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Aren't there any clubs that do something that sounds interesting to you?
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[Volya just grumbles slightly.]
Well I definitely know I'm not joining any of the sports clubs.
[He grimaced, yeah the brawl that happened because of it wasn't fun. He nearly got beaned in the face by a soccer ball and bonked on the head by a lacrosse stick.]
The last time I tried to play an instrument I think every dog for five miles started howling... my music teacher had me sit outside with some worksheets during her classes.
I don't know if I want to join some of the other clubs either... Airsoft... Model Building... poetry and culture?
I'd like to join the Gardening Club but the looks the people from that club gave me kinda scare me.
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Why did the Gardening Club scare you? I thought it'd be a natural fit for you.
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They just felt really weird to me... and every time I turned around I felt like they were about to pull hairs off my head!
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[Don't you have a bonsai tree you take care of, Asagi?]
...Maybe try the model building club. That sounds like a calm and relaxed environment.
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[Its not like there's going to be a mecha-series obsessed kid who loves kit-bashing stuff there right?]
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