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</div><span style="font-size: 22px">Otto Hindel</span><br/><br/>Otto sighed to himself, his foot tapping to some unknown tune. Even his head bobbed. When the first firework went off, he damned near jumped out of his skin. Who the hell was doing that now? Setting fireworks off on the first day? Hmph.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#1e90ff">"Bah... not worth it. I wonder if this person is in my class though.... hmm."</span>He shrugged and started off towards the teacher's building. He needed just one more thing from his room before heading to his class. It wasn't like he ate breakfast very often anyway. With a swing to his step and the large case on his back, the eccentric teacher made his way through the schoolgrounds, passing numerous students until he came to the garden of the teacher building.<br/><br/>The man wasted no time. He bustled inside, the ring of the fireworks still in his ears. Bastard. He'd definitely be smelling gunpowder for the next couple of days. Of course, halfway through the halls he stopped and looked over his shoulder. Did he just pass Nakamura? The redheaded demon leaned against the wall for a few minutes to see if he did, and whether or not there was anything he could do before getting his tuner.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: right"><span style="font-size: 10px">Locale:Teacher's building, first floor.<br/>
Company: None at the moment.<br/>
Mood: A bit ticked, but otherwise okay.</span>​</div>