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[1] Really, Nanami had forgotten how dull the initial stages of her stay at Rakuen had been. No one had accepted their roles yet; no one was developed enough to be a threat. She wasn't needed at all. She could barely recall seeing the original head prefects in those first weeks. It was odd, because she must have encountered them, seeing her the way she saw the newcomers now. Weeds, everywhere, and she was held back, sheathed, unable to stamp them out. She sighed, a quiet, graceful noise, and leant back into the cushions of her armchair. Her tea, steaming, sloshed slightly as she rested the mug on the sidetable.

It wasn't a sword's job to tell the weeds from the saplings, after all. Was it? No, she would sit, and wait, and bide her time. The mayor would tell her when to move. And if she took some time out of her day every morning to sit in front of her tower, and place a hand on the larger handprint against the pale block, well. That was her business. He wasn't here any longer. And she was still alive.

"It's such a bother," she murmured to herself, lifting her mug again. Uncaring about whether she was overheard. "I really don't enjoy this job."

[2] [ The girl standing before you is neat, diminutive, graceful. Pale. A good breeze would probably knock her over. But she's smiling slightly, hands clasped in front of her, and she's watching you exit the train with the absent intensity of a surveillance camera.

Whilst she sounds polite, there's not an ounce of meaning behind her words. ]

Good morning, and welcome to Rakuen.

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[ Miwako looks about in confusion as she steps off the train, clutching the briefcase she was given close to herself. ]

Er... g-good morning... Rakuen?

Yes. [ oh, they really don't know anything. ] It's the name of the town.

[ What a... strange name for a town. Miwako stares at the other girl. ]

It... it must be very nice if it's named Rakuen. [ Awkward pause. ] May I go home now?

It is pleasant enough, I suppose.

Leaving would be completely impossible, I'm afraid. You're enrolled at one of the schools here now. It would be impolite for you to leave, don't you think?

Um...! [ She really wouldn't want to be impolite, but... ] But I'm already enrolled in a different school, so there has to be a mistake. Who... who enrolled me?

[ a little chuckle ] Why, you did, of course. I suppose you might have trouble remembering for a little while...

Remembering...?

[ Come to think of it, what was her old school called? What was it even like? She can't remember a thing about it, other than that she hadn't attended for a very long time. Is she still enrolled there? ]

...and... who are you?

Nanami Yasuri. Ah, but I should introduce myself as head prefect of the Fortitude school, now. [ bow ]

It's nice to meet you... [ She bows back. ] Miwako Aihara.

Is there... anything I should do right now? Since I apparently can't go home yet.

Let's see... Which school have you enrolled with?

...I don't know. I found a green and black school uniform inside this briefcase, but...

How convenient. You'll be with me, then, in Fortitude. [ she rests a hand against her own black and green waistcoat ]

[ At least Nanami seems nice enough. Miwako still doesn't like this, though. ]

Ah. Should I go there, then?

Hmm, if you prefer. You might not get very far, if you do not know the way.

O-oh, that's right. Um, where is it, then?

Unfortunately, Fortitude is rather far from this station. Relatively speaking. I'll take you there.

A soft click announced Day's presence, she had long since given up trying to sneak up on Nanami. It had been a tiring day a thousand and one problems with stupid people who couldn't even follow rules set out in a book. If she'd known this job would be so testing she would have embraced death.

No that wasn't true, it was sort of fun being alive even if she was just delaying the inevitable, what else was life.

"Please tell me we wern't as useless as this lot when we arrived," she muttered throwing herself on one of the comfy chairs. Being in the mansion at least she could act herself and not like some all knowing head mistress.

In all the paths her life- or lack of it- could have taken teacher would have been her last choice. Morveer would be laughing at her if he knew.

"An uncomfortable thought, isn't it?" Nanami turned her head ever-so-slightly, to grace Day with a wan smile. "I certainly hope we weren't as loud as this, in any case."

Really, they probably had been just as bad. The staff back then had seemed to know more at first, but what Nanami had taken for discipline had only been an act to hide a lack of information. Much like the situation they found themselves in now. She hadn't been able to extract information from them at all, but she was the first to admit her interrogation skills left something to be desired.

She curled her legs up under her, and suppressed a cough into her sleeve. "Might I assume it is now afternoon?"

Day shrugged, she had spent most of her first days in a daze, wondering why she was in this town and not dead as she had guessed she should be. By the time she had come to her senses everyone had calmed down. "It is," she nodded. "Hopefully some of them will actually battle today."

Half of her wanted them to not, wanted them to push. Just so an example could be made earlier. Easier on everyone in the long term.

Santana comes up behind her, "Don't you hate these new people?" Personally she was bored out of her mind. She demanded respect dammit, she was here way before any of these losers showed up and she knew way more than any of them but they still insisted that they could beat her. She'd show them.

"So we get to command all of this fresh meat and no one gives a crap about what we gotta say. Why did we stay behind again?"

Such a distasteful way of speaking. Not cute at all. But they were supposed to be equals, and so Nanami said nothing about it. Instead, she sighed.

"Their disobedience is annoying... I wonder if we haven't been trying hard enough to discipline them."

Santana raises an eyebrow at her but then smiles, "Are you suggesting we punish them harder? I think I'm up for that," she laughs, "You've asked the right person."

Maybe this is why they made her stay behind.

"I thought I might have," Nanami smiled back, a little too quickly for the expression to be gentle. "Well, I am no expert on discipline, but perhaps if we made an example of one or two..."

"Have anything in mind?" Santana asked with a grin on her face. IT was obvious she had no problem dealing out punishment or asserting her position as ~~head bitch~~ prefect.