Miyuki pulled herself enough from her daze of scholastic woes to note that Meiko had won the election. Class 3-D after the final bell... she'd intercept the kitsune then, when there would be fewer potential witnesses. Sensei's words of 'encouragement' did little to buoy her self-esteem, the fact that some of the other students seemed pleased with the results they'd gotten only furthered her sense of shame at failing. She wasn't going to allow this alien menace to ruin her, respected teacher or not he had made an enemy today! If ever he slipped up and made some mistake, Miyuki would be there to pounce on it. The first step would be deducing his language, especially if he planned to make it a regular part of his quizes.<br/><br/>Taking care not to attract attention, the blue haired girl squinted through the thick lenses of her glasses at a sheet of paper on Sensei's desk. It looked to be a list of student's names, but what else had been written on it? Tapping a finger to her forehead in concentration, Miyuki puzzled over the strange, extraterrestrial shapes.<br/><br/><div class="ToggleTriggerAnchor bbCodeSpoilerContainer">
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<div class="SpoilerTarget bbCodeSpoilerText">Intellect Roll: 15+16 = 31</div>
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