<div class="floatright">(http://img221.imageshack.us/img221/3817/asukasorceress.jpg)</div><br/>Asuka let herself just wander for a while, thinking about some of the people that she'd met so far, curious how things would go and if anything would blossom into interesting friendships.  She ended up somewhere near the gymnasium, having gotten lost somewhere along the line.  Her attempts to retrace the steps that her guide earlier had shown her had apparently failed, although she hadn't gone exactly 100% in the directions that she was supposed to.<br/><br/>As she passed by one of the doors, however, she suddenly heard a cry of pain.  Female, from the sound of it.  Her nerves shot straight up just in time for her to recognize a soft thud, muffled by the soundproof room, but the concealment of the sound only lent credence to her concerns.<br/><br/>So much of it was difficult to hear, and she thought she heard many voices, but if it was what her fears suggested, she simply couldn't pause to take assessment of the situation at the cost of leaving people in danger.  She threw open the door, eyes narrowed and focused, bringing her voice to bear in an angry roar.  "Let her..."<br/><br/>It took less than a moment to see the assembled kendo students, freezing her in place with both shock and embarrassment.  Some of them looked up, but others just kept on practicing.  A few even took advantage of the surprise from those who turned to see Asuka, whacking their unaware partners with the kendo sticks.<br/><br/>Asuka just stood in place, her cheeks flushing to the color of beets.  It would take her a few more seconds to close the door, after which she would probably run.