<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblue">Lucinda:</span><br/>Once outside the office she turned to the other girl and nodded,<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblue">"I've spoke to him, but not met him."</span>she replied simply as she followed Grace to the elevator. She briefly wondered why the Headmaster's office wasn't on the same floor as the Deputy Headmaster.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:deepskyblue">"But didn't I meet with Deputy Headmistress because the Headmaster is too busy for meet and greets?"</span>she asked as they waited for the elevator and she noticed the other girl come storming in. She couldn't help but wonder what was wrong with her, but she didn't ask.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">Deputy Headmistress Nakamura:</span><br/>Kassandra didn't even look up as Kelly came barging into the office, but when the girl was finished she looked up with a gaze that would freeze magma.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"And tell me Ms. Davenport, did someone flirting with Ms. Brighton hurt you? Did it offend you in any way? Was anyone else bothered by it?"</span>The Deputy Headmistress' voice was low and calm, but cut like diamond on glass.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:crimson">"Ms. Brighton was doing her job, who are you to tell her how to do it. It is not your place to correct other or tell them how they should do things. Your anger issues are going to land you in more trouble then you can handle someday. As such, you are to meet with the school councilor and therapist every Tuesday, Thursday, and Saturday until farther notice. When you can learn to control your anger I will think about cutting back. However, if you continue to give attitude and have outbursts I will increase the sessions. Do you understand, <i>young lady</i>?"</span>she added coolie.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:purple">Morgan:<br/>
"He's not the only one that needs to pay more attention,"</span>Morgan replied before turning towards Tiffany and arching an eyebrow.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:purple">"Whoa, I'm still just a High School Senior... I don't get mornings off from school. Being a Club leader doesn't give me those kind of benefits. Actually, it doesn't give me any benefits other then College credits. And speaking of school we should get going, or we might just end up being late."</span>she commented simply as she glanced at her watch and started out the door.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:red">Elisia:<br/>
"Even if the legends were true, do you really think people these days would believe it? Let alone follow someone claiming to be King Arthur reborn."</span>she commented as she left, still trying to turn the topic away from that subject even as she made her way in the opposite direction from Morgan and the other High School students and made her way towards the University on the other side of the grounds. It wouldn't take long, while the entire grounds were massive, everything was at least in walking distance, if one used the paths. It was almost like they were enchanted to allow faster, and easier travel between the key areas. Though no one ever noticed that fact, unless they tried getting from one place to the other, without the use of the paths. Of course that didn't mean it wasn't easy to get lost for anyone who didn't know their way around the Institute.<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:gold">Priscilla:</span><br/>After nearly being run over, her annoyance only grew as someone called out to her, or she guessed it was her, they got the name completely wrong. But there was no one else around and when the other girl stopped next to her it confirmed she was the target of the comment.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:gold">"My name is Priscilla, not Perry."</span>she commented as she narrowed her eyes and watched the girl walk away. Shaking her head she made her way towards her first class of the day. As she did she heard one of the teachers telling Ginny to go to the nurse's office after the face plant and she almost felt bad for the girl. Maybe if she hadn't almost been run over by the red-head she might feel more sympathy.