<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Bawoo</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i38.servimg.com/u/f38/12/03/45/77/4758-610.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/view/12034577/202)</div></div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>AMX-107 Bawoo<br/><strong>Location: </strong>Education Building (third year wing)<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open (more or less)<br/><hr/><br/><br/>Bawoo was amused at the prospect of a new student "I hope she's cute" she mused in a playful manner. She liked girls that were considered cute more than sexy because cute girls were just more fun to tease because they were usually a little more shy and timid which one of the major reasons she loved Gun-chan the quiet little bookworm. She never actually messed with the girl because she was afraid of the girl talking to the teachers and getting her in trouble rather she just liked to imagine the sort of things she'd do to the girl and how she'd react.<br/><hr/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Unicorn</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i38.servimg.com/u/f38/12/03/45/77/unicor10.jpg) (http://www.servimg.com/view/12034577/203)</div></div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Unicorn Gundam<br/><strong>Location:</strong>educational building entrance-->Classroom<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Strike Freedom, open<br/><hr/><br/>"Um...ok" she muttered as she allowed herself to be led in by strike freedom "I'm....Unicorn Gundam....b...but you can call me Unicorn....or Uni if you prefer....". The girl really didn't know what else she could say. Once she was dragged (almost literally) to homeroom and was through the door where Strike let her go she couldn't help but look around the room rather shyly and then look at the teacher "err...I'm here ma'am....Unicorn Gundam reporting for.......um...class?"