Eighth File.

[clarities]

[ Phone | Filtered from Drones ]

As you may have heard from Mr. Edelstein's phone call, there will hopefully be a concert come this November. I am asking myself if there would be anyone interested in attending so that I can see how many seats, tickets, and possibly concessions we'll need. If you'll give me your name and where I can find you, it would be much appreciated.

Thank you.

--also, there has been something on my mind as of late. If you're one of the countries as Mr. Jones so aptly said himself, would you mind replying here and then give me a brief description as to how you were born and/or discovered? I realize that this is a weird question and rather forward, but I do thank you for your time given. It's just that this sort of thing isn't in my world, so I'm rather curious. So, if you may, then thank you.

[ Action: Mayfield High. ]

[ Welp, it looks like not even Diana's free of the bullies. Due to all the extra work she's been doing with her classes and with her alchemy - the latter she's been keeping under wraps for a good reason - it surely has earned her some comments such as "teacher's pet", "nerd" or anything of the sort. And, well, since she can't really defend herself other than with her tongue to get herself out of her situations, since she's backed into a corner. But, she's standing straight and tall to show that she's not afraid of these bullies. ]

Please let me go. What have I done to you?

We don't like how smart you are! Why don't you dumb it down, idiot?

That's your retort? Come now, we're in high school. Shouldn't you have left the playground insults back in--

[ Her remark goes unfinished as one of the kids shoves her up to a locker and aims a punch right for Diana's cheek. She's taken back since not even her own parents hit her. She wishes she had her telekinesis back since that would make quick work of these idiots. Still, she's managing to stay strong. Perhaps you want to help her out of this predicament she's gotten herself in? ]

[ Action: Greased Lightning Garage. ]

[ This is clearly no place for a girl to be, right? Well, Diana thinks differently and while she's chatting it up with the drone mechanics, she manages to sweet talk her way in letting her see what they've got so that she can use it. While most of the parts are defective, she does find a few that she can use for what she has in mind and quietly places the parts in her bag. When she's done with the so-called "tour" of the area, she curtsies like a good girl would to any friendly gentleman. But, she decides to stick around and see what else can be of use to her. ]

[ Action: 913 Bilko Boulevard. Locked to paintme_crimson. ]

[ Diana has been noticing that Mokou just hasn't been the strong woman she knows she can be. So, she decides to go to where she is and approach her with a slight frown on her face. ]

May I have a moment with you, Mokou?

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highschool

[heartmaestro]

[Well. She's technically a teacher. Technically.

This is a big step for her. She couldn't even stand up to verbal teasings herself...]

Hey! Y-You all! Stop that. R-Right now! Leave her be...

highschool

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana notices Kotomi and her eyes flash her a glance of gratitude. ]

Oh yeah? What are you gonna do?

[ She's still struggling. Maybe if she tries hard enough, they'll go away. ]

closed action

[reflames]

[She sounds tired. Really tired.]

What?

closed action

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Oh. Well, this is going to be fun. ]

I've noticed you're not yourself. What's up?

[ action; school ]

[dutying.livejournal.com]

What do you think you're doing?

[ Minako's tone is her business-like tone as usual, yes, but there's a rather harsh quality to it for once, sort of like controlled anger. She isn't particularly afraid of the bullies. Actually, not at all, really. This is the girl who (even untransformed) has kicked grown men and youma alike into walls, a few drone bullies don't intimidate her.

Especially not when the one they're harassing is someone she knows. Not that she normally already doesn't have a sense of justice. ]

Why don't you go do something more useful with your time?

[ action; school ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

M-Minako...

[ The kids look at Minako, still holding Diana up to the lockers. She seems scary, but then again - what can a girl do other than cook and clean? ]

Huh? Go off and play with your dolls, girly. She's got a lesson to learn here.

[ Action | Outside the Garage ]

[snipingmissy.livejournal.com]

[Riza had seen the young girl poking around the garage, and though she didn't do more than just watch with a small smile, she couldn't help but be pleased that there were more than just a few people who didn't agree with the gender bias Mayfield had built in to the town.]

[Even moreso, she wanted to congratulate the girl for getting those parts out of the shop. As such, when Diana leaves the garage and makes it down the block--just out of earshot of any drones from the garage--Riza will smile and nod at her.]

It isn't always easy to distract them, is it?

[ Action | Outside the Garage ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana was raised by a very strong woman for her mother and she is definitely trying to emulate her strength. She does look up when she's addressed and gives the older woman a nod. ]

You're right, but it does tend to get easier if you know how to talk their language.

[ And, boy, has she learned fast during her time at Mayfield. ]

[ Action | High School ]

[equal-shots.livejournal.com]

[Kid will be happy to step in, Diana! He could hear the commotion from down the hall, and when he saw it was Diana being pinned to the lockers, he couldn't quite stop himself from attempting to intervene.]

It isn't very polite to shove others against lockers, you know.

[And with that, he reaches up and yanks at the other boy's collar, frowning. Diana was nice to him and had helped him out--a lot. They wouldn't get away with bullying her, not while he was nearby.]

[ Action | High School ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Well, this certainly surprises her. Diana is grateful for Kid's help with this and gives him a little crooked smile. Smiling is something she's getting used to, but it does garner the attention of one of them who tries to get her smile off of that smug face. ]

Beat it. We're teaching her a lesson.

I'm sure there's hardly anything you buffoons can teach me.

[ Somehow, she's still snarky as hell. But, the kid does look at Kid and snarls at him. ]

Lemme go. We're not done with her yet!

Action: high school

[nosoul-nomind.livejournal.com]

[Despite being bit of a bully herself, Barton hates other ones. Before the kid can hit Diana, Barton runs up and gives the assailant a rib-cracking kick to the side to get them off Diana. It sends the rest of the drones scattering as the little fighter glowers at them. Once they're gone, Barton turns to Diana.]

You okay?

Action: high school

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana was about to close her eyes and brace for the worst, but she notices the kick and drops down a bit. ]

Y-Yes. Thank you, Miss Barton.

Phone

[badend-replay.livejournal.com]

Mr. Jones?



... mi-. I also may be able to at least attend the concert. I am afraid the only music I know relates to Oyashiro-sama, and I am generally just the dancer, so my assistance may be useless in such a matter.

Phone

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

Yes, him. I don't suppose he knows how to keep a secret, hm?

[ That question is purely just for the sake of conversation. It isn't meant to be answered. ]

And what kind of god is Oyashiro-sama?

[Phone]

[sturmbahnfurher.livejournal.com]

You may count me as being among those who will be in attendance.

[Phone]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

I'll jot you down, Herr Major.

Phone

[motheringnation.livejournal.com]

.....ah... I'm sorry.... what do you mean how we were born?

....I don't really remember being born....was a ...very long time ago.

Phone

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

I suppose I mean how you were discovered or just how you have the roots you have today.

School

[adropofjupiter.livejournal.com]

[Suddenly there's a slight *zap* noise and two of the bullies, including the one about to hit Diana, slump to the ground As they fall, Marisa's short stature is revealed and she blows on her fingers - both pointing like guns - as if blowing off smoke from a barrel.

In fact, there is a slight bit of smoke being blown away.]

Yo.

School

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Diana notices Marisa after she opens her eyes. Well, that definitely gives her some relief as she straightens herself out and nods at her. ]

Thank you, Miss Kirisame. It means a lot.

phone;

[macanese.livejournal.com]

I will attend if there isn't a seating and or space issue, and about being a nation...[he pauses for a second, trying to remember what he can.] I am Macau, which recently became of part of China. It was many years ago... but, Mister China found me when I was very small. Then Miss Portugal took me under and raised me as her own for many years.

I do not remember when I was born or when I came into existence, exactly. It is a human thing -- being born and whatnot. We nations simply start existing and our people shape our history and destiny.

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[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

There shouldn't be, but now that you mention it, I should give a check as to how many seats we actually have. [ She does write down what he is saying, though and nods every so often. Macau can't see this, of course, but she's being attentive. ]

Now that's something I hadn't thought of before, with the existing part. Thank you very much for answering my question. Would you happen to have a supposed "human name" like Mr. Jones does so that I know what to refer you by?

[phone]

[lunawolves10th.livejournal.com]

I'm interested in music. In a very academic sense. I will attend. I'll probably bring a friend or two.

... Be aware, my friends are a little large. We may need special seating.

[phone]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

Very well, on both counts.

What special needs should I note for your friends?

[ Action: Mayfield High. ]

[flameyedhunter.livejournal.com]

[ Shana hammers one of the bullies up against the locker next to Diana, spoiling his punch, then glares at the other. He runs, afraid of the tiny hellion. She turns back to Diana, smirking a little. ]

That's the first time I've ever seen the drones bully anyone. You must be special.

[ Action: Mayfield High. ]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

[ Well, that will surprise her. She gives a glance toward Shana, out of surprise as well as gratitude. ]

Apparently they're jealous that I'm smarter than them.

Phone

[dclassreyvateil.livejournal.com]

People can be countries? [The mind boggles.]

Phone

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

Evidently so, Miss Nestmile. The concept intrigues me just as much as it probably does with you.

Phone

[prpl_assistant]

I'm still very interested in attending the concert, Miss Ethelbert. I hope everything's going well for the organization.

Phone

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

That is a good thing, and yes they are. Mr. Edelstein and I are doing what we can right now and waiting for the auditions to start.

Speaking of, I might play the pieces you suggested.

[phone]

[unexculpable]

Concert, huh? I didn't know you were a musician.

[phone]

[notalwystrthful.livejournal.com]

It's one of my many talents outside of being a know it all.

Are you looking to attend, Ed?