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Second File.
[ 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. ]
[ 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. ]
On the way home:
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..
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I am well. What is it that you require my help on?
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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..?
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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.
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Uhm, well...have you been to the school yet, Miss ..? [Ack, her name...]
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Whoops sorry for all the edits I keep making x.x
It's okay, I don't mind it!
And also sorry for lateness!
Totally fine!
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... You seem like you're being quite productive even during lunch time.
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Idle hands are the devil's playthings, after all.
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What are those books about, then?
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And, you would be?
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at school
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On the way home, placeholder
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Hey. You.
[Now.]
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Hello?
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[He could kinda feel he's being talked about.
Or looked at. A few seconds ago.]
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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.
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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. ]
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Whoa, you can draw while you walk too?? That's cool!
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Such is the beauty of multitasking.
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But how can you walk and draw at the same time? Or read? Isn't it hard to watch two different things at once?
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