Her trek quickly brought her to a set of stairs.  The girl up led to the roof, while down led to the other classes, and eventually the basement.  But the campus also had, with key emphasis on 'had' a gymnasium, a green house, and even a building to host most of the clubs after school.  As for a lunch room, she couldn't recall off hand where one was.  The reality was there wasn't one, most students tended to eat on the grounds in one shape or another.  Some in the library to study, some in their club room to interact with others, some ate in class to get a nap before classes started up again.  But given her teacher clearly was an alien bent on her assassination, that wasn't to good of an idea for her to stay.  Distantly, Miyuki could smell the scent of sweat in the air, and soft noises comming from down below, towards the basement.  That said, she noticed wet foot prints heading upwards towards the roof.<br/><br/>((In the basement, no one can hear you cream... that is the theory anyway!))<br/><br/>And true enough, as Venus shut down, she had an observer who entered in as well.  Standing at around 5'5", the short bespeckled boy opened the door, locking it behind it.  Kenchi Asamuyo, resident class nerd, and current president of the Robotics Club.  He had been completely taken aback when a chesty android had come in and asked for a recharge station as well as help with her maintanaince.  Of course, during that, he had been getting bolder in the things he had done with her.  A breast grab here, a grope there, and finally he realized that Venus was completely knocked out while recharging, something that he thoroughly enjoyed taking advantage of.<br/><br/>Approaching the busty blue haired girl, he licked his lips and groaned lightly as he began to feel the softness and elasticity of them.  He marveled at her construction from a scientific, but also as a horny teenaged boy point of view.  As a bulge began to form, Venus would likely wake up to a sticky situation, unless someone intervened anyway.  To her, it would be another lubricant malfunction in the recharge station, not knowing she was getting pumped full of sticky spunk.<br/><br/>Meiko didn't draw many stares, after all, most people were to busy getting ready to head out to get something to eat.  Some brought lunches, while others were going off campus to a local ramen stand owned by an old Kitsune named 'Pops'.  A sudden 'thunk' near her head likely brought Meiko's attention from her cellphone.  It belonged to a larger large hand, connected to a large forarm, connected to a nearly 7 foot tall cow man.  A minotaur to say the least, wearing what appeared to be a letter jacket from an older school, although given his size, it seemed likely he excelled in whatever team he played for.    "Hello there, little fox."  He licked his lips, his bovine like features grinning.  "You look good enough to eat."<br/><br/>As for Amber, dreams of a more intimate encounter with those Grey had run through her mind.  In this dream, they were doing far more than accidentally slapping her face with their cocks.  They stripped her, groped her, practically ripping off her uniform, caressing her in the most intimate ways they could.  As Artyom and Ruby began to talk, they might not notice their class mate was starting to show signs of arousal.  They weren't visable yet, although something with a particularly powerful sense of smell might be able to pick it up...<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>