<div class="floatleft">(http://30.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ly7brsNJYs1r3uq70o1_500.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Kasume Richardson<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>None<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Student / 11th - Junior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Magic Defense Class<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Open<br/><hr/><br/>Kasume had made her way to see Nurse Brentwood after Hand to Hand class and had her elbows patched up and a small bandage on under her chin from her little spill in Gym. She sighed and made her way off to Magic Defense next and was glad she was finished with her physical classes for the day. Now she could just relax and use her brain instead of worry about her two left feet. Heading into the class she slid into one of the seats near the front to the side. The young Asian American tugged out her notebook and started writing her name and date on a clean sheet of paper. To the left of the page was another notebook, her sketch book. She had to have it there for doodles so she didn't clutter up her class notes. Her mother would check over her notebook later and wouldn't agree with all the doodles and markings in the columns.<br/><br/>Glancing up to Ms Cooper she gave the teacher a smile and then looked around to see just who else was in the class with her. She had been busy preparing for class to notice before and wouldn't likely change seats no matter. Sitting next to friends sometimes was trouble and drew her attention away from the class lecture. She couldn't have that. Especially in a class like this.