((<a href="//www.creativefreedomrpg.com/memberlist.php?mode=viewprofile&amp;u=7553">@Zero</a>I'll ignore the fact that Isana's speech was god modded as you did a decent job guessing what she would say.))<br/><br/>Isana was about to hand in more death threats down the receiver when she sensed that she was being addressed. She growled into the receiver before hanging up, "Argh! I can't deal with you anymore. Tell Kenji that he is gonna get a beating too when I find him!"<br/><br/>She turned to face the person who addressed her, as her features rearranged to her usual smile. She felt much better scolding and dishing out death threats even though she knew they held little meaning. When she first saw that it was an older boy, she guessed that it was probably some idiot guy from the one of neighbouring schools in the Academic Gardens trying to hit on her. But then her features lit up again when she saw that they were from the same school and that he was new. "You're new? Have you placed your stuff in the dormitories? Oh god, that was awful, let me try that again:" She cleared her throat and clipped her phone to the side of her hoodie. "My name is Tachibana Isana. I'm a level five; mess with me and you'll get it. Anyway, if you have any baggage and do not know where your dorm is, you should go to the Administration block. If you are that new to this city and are finding technology here hard to manage, I'll do my best to explain, but do note I'm not trained in Infocomm technology. If you're here for a chat... I guess I would have said too much. But who are you anyway? Lost? Need help?" She asked and folded her arms over her chest and glanced at his face. This guy did not seem to be brought up in Japan, Tetrapolis or any similar Eastern countries where behaviour marked how popular one was in school and she felt the urge to wipe that smug look yet she kept nearly stock still.