<div class="floatleft">(https://s20.postimg.org/jpam6d9sd/Valsche.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Valsche<br/><strong>Time:</strong>After School<br/><strong>Location:</strong>ES Club Room<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Ian, Chiharu, Open<br/><strong>Notes:</strong><br/><hr/><br/>A loud unsuppressed yawn escaped the silver haired youth’s lips as he casually strolled onto the school grounds. Despite the fact that the ringing bell indicated the conclusion rather than the commencement of the school day meant nothing to Valsche who’d not-so-mysteriously disappeared right after the first class of the day had ended. By this point in time though, Valsche’s truancy was all but ignored by the school populace; his fellow students had long since distanced themselves from him, and even the overwhelming majority of the school’s faculty had given up on trying to convince him that education was important. In fact most seemed somewhat relieved to see the potential brawl-starter voluntarily departing the school grounds each day. As far as Valsche was concerned, he deserved to be praised for turning up at all. But of course, he was practically alone in thinking so, and the few oddballs that did greet him were usually more of a dense nuisance than any actual friend of his.<br/><br/>Trekking his way across the school grounds, and towards the schools entrance. It was with a needlessly rough shove that Valsche shoved his way past the glass doors that marked the official entrance of the learning facility, the steel hinges screeching in protest as if they were expressing their contempt and unwelcoming him to a place he clearly didn’t belong. Hence it was ironically humours when Valsche stumbled a flood of first years students that had just been dismissed from class; each and every one of them immediately took notice of Valsche’s presence and averted making eye contact… and yet they found themselves paradoxically stepping aside and clearing his path as if they were servants within a manor, steering clear of some high profile guest.<br/><br/>Ignoring the hushed murmurings of the group, and the contemptuous stares he felt sticking to the back of his head, Valsche uncaring made his way to the staffroom, briefly making eye contact with one of the coffee-sipping woollen jumpers that were lazily lounging about. While Valsche didn’t hold a shred of respect for the school’s faculty, the cops had been called on his ass the last time he’d failed to turn up for school, as per the agreement he’d made with the local authorities. The school was essentially a lockdown detainment facility to keep Valsche away from the general populace, in hopes that children and weary workers returning home wouldn’t have to put up with a silver haired youth picking a fight with them.<br/><br/>With his check-in completed, Valsche made his way to towards Ian’s little hellhole of a club room. The small crowded room filled with eccentric personalities wasn’t exactly Valsche’s first choice of having a good time, but he figured he’d decided upon himself that he’d at least show his face once every few days to maintain the illusion to the teachers that he was partaking in some sort of curricular nonsense.<br/><br/>Approaching the club room though, Valsche felt his body abruptly become heavier, his legs barely managing to refrain from dragging themselves forward as the all too familiar voice of Chiharu could be heard even from the hallway. The sight of the crazy cat-whisperer didn’t assist with his motivation either, and for a good few moments Valsche considered turning around and going elsewhere… but the thought of accommodating for others was too repelling, and after huffing his discontent he rudely shoved his way past Joanna, and strode his way across the room. Dully noting Ian and Blair’s presence with a glance before making his way to the far corner of the room, and throwing settling himself down on a cushiony beanbag someone (presumably Ian) had furnished the place with. Disinterestedly he cast a second glance Ian’s way, figuring that the youth had some stupid story to share as he usually did. It was either that or listening to Chiharu rant, and personal preference was inclined to have Ian come over and start up before Miss Rule Book became empowered by her bothersome righteousness.<br/>