Miyabigaoka Academy is a private school with many requirements for joining, including recommendations from other students and/or faculty. It is a large school, and the large majority of its students are Storm Riders of the Black Order team.
Miyabigaoka Academy is a private school with many requirements for joining, including recommendations from other students and/or faculty. It is a large school, and the large majority of its students are Storm Riders of the Black Order team.
Within the office of the President of the School a small girl sat behind a large desk. It was hard wood and ornately decorated in addition to being highly organized. This girl, was dressed in a green blazer and a plaid pleated green uniform skirt. Her sleeves perfectly creased and on the bicep of her left arm, a set of double ribbons with writing on them. One of which, marked her as the School President, and one of which marked her as the Commander of the School's Disciplinary Committee. This girl had hair neatly organized into two even pigtails which currently reached her chest and fringed bangs. Her eyes purple with slits like a snake as she stared at her door and waited for time to pass, and as she did, her left foot tapped against the floor silently because she was wearing green and black sneakers. 'It's been too long... I need to do something else.' she thought to herself, her impatience finally racking up as she reached for her cellphone before her and began flicking through names until she reached the "K" section. From here she would press send and dial the number of one Kuchiki Kohaku and hope it wasn't too early for the slightly older man to be awake. After all, she had a question to ask him.
It would be shortly after Chiyo's calling of one Kuchiki Kohaku - six or so rings, to be specific - that the man she sought to reach picked up the phone. Even then, a few more seconds passed before he actually said anything. "Moshi moshi!" he said, seeming as chipper as ever. "How goes it?"
Chiyo had almost given up, because of the number of rings it took for the phone to be picked up. But soon after she could hear background noise and eventually the happy greeting she'd come to expect from the man she sought. A smile crossed her face, which showed the fangs in her mouth as she took a second to respond to him. "Ohayogozaimasu~ Haku-nii. It goes well, I hope all is well with you, and I hope I'm not intruding?" she posed it as a question waiting for his response. Chiyo was not the most patient individual, but she was at least kind.
"Eh? No, no, it's fine. I was just getting dressed, is all." This was the man's reply as he continued to shift about at the other end of the line. "Did you need something from me?"
Chiyo smiled then, thinking it odd, but not saying anything about it. After all, she didn't like thinking too much about what the First Generation was doing when they weren't in public. And though she gave the Thunder King quite a bit of credit for being a nice guy, she'd still rather not let her mind wander too far. "Hai hai." she said thinking about how to phrase what she was thinking and having it come out a bit more irritated than she initially intended. "It's been three weeks, and four days and 17 hours. Can't I ride yet? I am.... going stir crazy." the fanged girl mentioned, a bit of her had been obsessively keeping track of time since she broke her leg. Even though she'd been doing her best to keep herself occupied, the idea of riding was way too good for her to be able to keep herself grounded. In fact she'd taken several steps to ensure she wouldn't have access to her ATs until she was cleared to ride. "Gomen, that came out more annoyed than I intended." she apologized because she knew her broken leg was her own doing and this man had fixed it for her. But even so, she really needed to know if she could go back to riding again properly so she could have a bit of fun and burn off all her extra energy.
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