<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/INx2ZXH.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Tatsuo Yato<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hallway<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Day 1, After Classes - Club Recruitment Period<br/><strong>With:</strong>Natsuki, Sarah<br/><br/>The first day at his new school had come and gone fairly quickly. It was strange going back to a regular<del>   </del>and he was using that term fairly loosely<del>   </del>institution of education. A normal uniform, normal environment, no guards at the exits, and no cameras in every hallway. It was almost a bit eerie as if he should be expecting some sort of ploy or conspiracy behind it all.<br/><br/>On other days he would likely be taking the first best bus back to the city the school laid on the outskirts of, as he had a part-time job as a waiter at a cafe. But today he was not planned for a shift, and he wasn't in a hurry to get home, so there was some time to kill. So he decided to wander around for a while and check out the various clubs that were recruiting new members. He had no real intent on joining any because of his work, but there was no harm in looking around.<br/><br/>At one point he was hailed by a pretty face he'd seen a few times in passing in and out of several club rooms. She made a logical guess and statement, to which he nodded.<em>"Pretty much,"</em>he said, replying to both the first statement and the following question. The phrase "red card" was used by some as an alternative to Abnormal<del>   </del>the motivation behind it varied from person to person.<strong>"I'm mostly killing time. Got a part-time job, so I can't really join anything that conflicts with my work schedule."</strong>Shrugging his shoulders lightly.<br/><br/>A moment later a somewhat timid-looking redhead approached them, questioning the other girl about the swimming club she had just made mention of. It was not hard to deduce that she, too, was an Abnormal; the red card in her hand was an obvious hint.<br/><br/>The pair engaged in an animated conversation of which the topics included their old and new surroundings, as well as the swimming club. The subject of their uniforms was also raised and he agreed about some of the complaints they had about them.<strong>"I hope they'll at least allow us to wear accessories,"</strong>he chimed in, having undone the top button of his shirt and loosening the tie as soon as classes had ended. It was a bit of a stuffy get up and accessories such as pins, wristbands and whatnot were often the only means for students to individualize their own style within a school that enforced a uniform.<br/><br/><strong>"I'm Tatsuo, by the way."</strong>The young man inserted a late introduction into the conversation. Natsuki gestured for Sarah to come closer, warning her quietly about having her card out in the open and that society was likely not as fast to change as the law had. It was a bit of a strange situation for Tatsuo. Up until about five years ago, he had enjoyed a relatively normal childhood, his abilities unknown to all, including himself. But one alcoholic beverage slipped to him under the proverbial table by a chill older cousin and his life had changed completely.<br/><br/><strong>"So, since you ladies want to check out the pool, mind if I tag along? Think I've been in and out of all the clubrooms on this floor <del>   </del> the interesting ones, anyway."</strong>Tatsuo smiled casually as he attempted to steer the conversation back towards a less serious topic.