A finger went down on the intercom button and Gwendel's voice echoed across the campus. "Ijemaru Hisuka, Heather Paulson and Ebisu Glacies, you're presence is requested in my office."<br/><br/>-----------<br/><br/>One building away Ebisu sighed with relief. "Saved by the bell, huh?" he said, smiling at the Elite he'd just pissed off. "We should go see what the VP wants~"<br/><br/>"Right. I can just punish you<span style="font-style: italic">after</span>we get whatever this is out of the way."<span style="font-style: italic">That's an odd lineup though,</span>he thought curiously.<span style="font-style: italic">An Elite Hunter, a Weapons' master and a Graecian. What does he want with us?</span><br/><br/>------------<br/><br/>Battler looked toward the school buildings while the announcement sounded. "I think I'll be alright here," he said, setting up two arrows on his drawstring to attempt a double-shot. "Go see what they want. I won't do anything to get you in trouble while you're gone."