<div class="floatleft">(https://patrickgrade.files.wordpress.com/2012/05/1810.jpg)</div><br/>Name: Deathscythe hell gundam<br/>Location: Education building<br/>Tagging: Mysterious guy (?), Open.<br/><br/><br/>Deathscythe hell had been walking around for some minutes more - Uhmm... I've seen this hall before - she thought as she had gone in circles for much of the time, still with no teachers at sight. But suddenly, someone appeared, a man. Around his 30's or 40's maybe, bushy eyebrows, and thick mustache. Much before he said anything Deatscythe hell was already checking him, "bushy eyebrows, and thick mustache"... he feels comfortable with his age, "agile but a bit exhausted in his voice" .. he is not out of shape but has known better times, probably former soldier, "he seems to realise I was lost" ... intelligent, around the average at least, but a good man or at least a good 'adult'.<br/>Deathscythe hell let him see a little smile on her face, enough to be polite, "Good morning, sir, yes I am lost. I would appreciate if you could take me to th teacher's offices, as I am just transfered to this academy I need to do some paper work. Excuse me, are you a teacher?". A very formal introduction, but Deathscythe hell prefered to be like that with unknown people, specially if she was asking for help.<br/>However as she see the man, a name was coming to her mind, but yet she need to do some memory to remember exactly which was it "I think I've seen the picture of this man somewhere... is this a well-known Zeon hero ... or maybe he is a seasoned action figure builder?... what was his name ... Rambo Rawles?, Ringo Roll? Randolf Ralf?". Once again, Deathscythe hell's mind was lost in the details, of course maybe that man was not the one she got in mind at all, but however, she had found someone who could help her at last.