Entering the room where the kendo club was to meet, Kari noticed a student sitting in the room still wearing their uniform, listening to music from an MP3 player. A sadistic smirk crept across her face from underneath the mask. No matter how hard she tried to put her aggressive past behind her, it always managed to pop out eventually. Deciding to test the waters, she walked over to the newcomer and tapped his shoe with her sock-covered toe, removing her mask so her face was revealed. Giving her hair a shake so it was loose and free, her bangs covered her face as her lively eyes narrowed upon the boy sitting before her.<br/><br/>“I don’t recognize you. Are you new to Gekkoukan?” Her eyes then flicked him over, as if attempting to read him. He looked like a freshman to the school, for there were three years of high school and she was in the top grade at Gekkoukan. “You a first year?” She asked bluntly. Normally she was softer and gentler, but she really needed a fix for her aggression and was clearly itching for a duel. Lowering her shinai, she slowly poked the boy’s bag that was beside him as she watched him. “If you’d like to join, you’ll have to speak to the captain of the team. And you’ll need a uniform. We have some extra’s in the locker room.” Then crossing her arms, Kari’s blue eyes flicked up at the team captain as he entered, bowing her head in respect. She always respected a hierarchy; it came from her time in the bike gang. “There’s your man now newby, go talk to him about joining.” She said slowly before putting her mask back on, going to a corner to start her warm up exercises.