Second File.

[clarities]

[ backdated to September 6th, Mayfield High School. Pick the class! ]

[ To avoid droning, she has agreed to come to school. And is very bored. She has her hands cradling her head with her fingers around her cheeks. To Diana, this is information that she already knows, so it's pointless to go over it again.

She eventually has her hands slip and her head goes right on to the desk. With a mumbled sigh and a grumble, she runs her hands on her face and idly taps her pencil against the desk. ]

I knew this would be an utter waste of my time and talents. I just knew it.

[ again, backdated. During lunch time. ]

[ Diana's now at lunch, feeling just a smidgen better at the fact that she can do some researching during lunch time. She has a few books from the library (and by few, we mean ten to twenty) all lined up on the table to read when she's eating her lunch. Do you want to go bother her from her reading? ]

[ on the way home. ]

[ Diana's reading one of the various books she had from lunch and is walking back from school. She still has the same opinion on school, it not changing any time soon. But, at least when she gets home, she can do what she's planning on, which is setting up the basement and her room. At least she can busy her hands that way. She'll hum a little song, it being Tchaikovsky's 1812 Overture. Feel free to bug her. That book is very interesting. ]

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On the way home:

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[A girl that looks to be about 17 and wearing 1950s outdoor wear (one day, I'll do fashion research) is walking around, looking for non-drones to talk to. She is wearing a red hairband, and her light-to-dark-brown hair is tied up in makeshift black ribbons, with a single long braid of hair going down to her shins. A reference can be seen here (http://images1.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20091028052041/artonelico/images/thumb/5/50/School_days_Aurica.jpg/319px-School_days_Aurica.jpg).

Huh, she's humming.. The girl notices you and walks up to you, asking:] Hello, how are you doing today? I'm in need of some help if you're not busy..

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana looks up from her book when Aurica approaches. She gives her a thorough once-over before nodding to herself. ]

I am well. What is it that you require my help on?

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

[She fumbles through her pockets until she takes out a folded paper.]

My name is Aurica, and I'm looking for these people:

[She hands the paper, unfolded, to you. Though the names are spelled correctly the handwriting is a little childish, but legible enough:

Lyner Barsett (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Lyner)
Claire Branch (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Claire)
Radolf Schnaizen (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Radolf)
Krusche Elendia (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Krusche)
Jack Hamilton (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Jack)
Misha Arsellec Lune (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Misha")
Shurelia (http://artonelico.wikia.com/wiki/Shurelia)

Each name is accompanied by a crude but colorful picture drawn in crayon of each person, in any manner of heads or miniature bodies.]

Do any of them look familiar to you..?

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana quickly scans the names and the pictures before she shakes her head. ]

Unfortunately, no. If you just arrived here, Miss Aurica, then I should tell you that I am also new.

If you want my help in another subject where I'd be competent in, then feel free.

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

I see...thank you though. You're new too? [She sighs.] I'm not really getting anywhere with my searching, but it's good to know I'm not the only one dealing with it.

Uhm, well...have you been to the school yet, Miss ..? [Ack, her name...]

[ during lunch ]

[dutying.livejournal.com]

[ It's not like Minako particularly cares for school here - she hasn't been to a real school back home for ages, let alone going to one here where half of the classes don't really make sense either way.. But when she spots Diana with that many books during lunchtime she can't help but peer over a bit curiously. ]

... You seem like you're being quite productive even during lunch time.

[ during lunch ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana makes a small grumbling noise when she's interrupted from her reading before she sighs, nodding. ]

Idle hands are the devil's playthings, after all.

[ during lunch ]

[dutying.livejournal.com]

Even though I wouldn't say it in such a poetic way, I suppose I can agree. [ She doesn't plan on spending her time idly either, anyway. ]

What are those books about, then?

[ during lunch ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

A few topics. Though, I am curious as to why I cannot check out a book dealing with machinery. [ Since she can totally build stuff on her own and plans to here. ]

And, you would be?

[ during lunch ]

[dutying.livejournal.com]

... Minako. Minako Aino, another fortunate resident of this place. [ She shrugs a little. ] I suppose it's just a little refreshing to talk to someone normal rather than these drones here at school.

at school

[c-o-u-r-a-g-e.livejournal.com]

[Blaine leans over, having heard her remark but decides it's for her ears only and instead asks,] Do you have an extra pencil? [Even if he has one, she doesn't have to know that.]

at school

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

Yes, I do. [ Her own pitch is lowered and she hands him her pencil. ] I have no use for it.

[c-o-u-r-a-g-e.livejournal.com]

Oh, no, I couldn't take your only pencil.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

I already know this information, so do keep it.

[c-o-u-r-a-g-e.livejournal.com]

Certainly there can always be something to learn, even in a subject you know well. [But he does take the pencil with a nod.] Thank you. I'm Blaine.

On the way home, placeholder

[gauntlethades.livejournal.com]

[And there's a blonde-haired man just. Walking around with a bored look on his face.]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ There's someone as equally bored here as she is? Say it isn't so. But, for now, she'll settle on writing down a few details about you just to compile a list of the residents of Mayfield. ]

[gauntlethades.livejournal.com]

[Well, write away! He won't notice until...]

Hey. You.

[Now.]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana picks her head up out of her notebook. ]

Hello?

[gauntlethades.livejournal.com]

What are you doing?

[He could kinda feel he's being talked about.

Or looked at. A few seconds ago.]

[thirdeyeclosed.livejournal.com]

[Watch out, Diana, you have a little silver-haired girl following you. She's too small to look over your shoulder, so she's trying to look under your arm at the book.

Also, note that she's looking with three eyes: her normal ones, and a strange, softball-sized eye hanging over her chest, with three weird tendril-looking things wrapping around her and one each attached to her head and ankles.]

You must really like that book if you're not even watching where you're going.

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana doesn't acknowledge Koishi until she's done with her page. Then, she folds the corner of the page she was on and closing it. She then turns around and takes out her notebook to write down Koishi's appearance. ]

I knew fine and well just where I was going. [ She's writing as fast as she can and sketches a little picture to boot. ]

[thirdeyeclosed.livejournal.com]

[Still trying to peek!! And she looks kinda surprised now.]

Whoa, you can draw while you walk too?? That's cool!

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ NOPE. None for you. ] `

Such is the beauty of multitasking.

[thirdeyeclosed.livejournal.com]

[But but but ;A;]

But how can you walk and draw at the same time? Or read? Isn't it hard to watch two different things at once?