<span class="bbc_u"><strong>Rune</strong></span><br/><strong>Where:</strong>Food Court -> Helipad<br/><strong>With:</strong>Mikhail Nikolaevich Dostoevsky<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>"Like you? No, thankfully you aren't anything like her. Not enough boobs for one thing."</strong>Rune said, sticking her tongue out at him. She waved a hand for him to follow, heading towards the school helipad. Once there, the place seemed a bit empty, since the school usually only got visitors by helicopter on special occasions. Soon, however, a blue and white helicopter could be seen, and heard, heading over the horizon. On the side was a blue KC stenciled in.<br/><br/>Rune groaned, bringing a hand up to her face.<strong>"Oh no... She took the company helicopter again..."</strong>Rune  muttered. She held her skirt down as the chopper landed, keeping it from blowing up and flashing Mikhail. As the blades slowed, the pilot door opened.<br/><br/>From inside the helicopter stepped out a voluptuous women with fiery red hair, tied back into a bun, with brilliant blue eyes that seemed to shine. She had a smirk on her face as she studied her daughter and the boy with her, one hand on her hip. Rune's mother walked over to Rune and Mikhail, the smirk still on her face. She hugged Rune tightly, giving a quick peck beside each ear before standing back up. Comparing the two, it was easy to see her mother stood a good head taller than Rune, though that should be no surprise given their age differences.<strong>"Oh ma fille adorable que je vous ai manqué! Vous allez bien? A été ce garçon te traite bien?"</strong>She asked in French, looking quickly to Mikhail.<br/><br/><strong>"Sigh.. Mother, please use English."</strong>Rune said, her face turning a slight shade of pink.<strong>"Mother, this is Mikhail Nikolaevich Dostoevsky. Mikhail, this is Sigil, one of Kaiba Corp's lead scientists and my mother."</strong><br/><br/>Sigil rushed from Rune to Mikhail. She gave him a tight embrace, her breasts pressing into his chest, while kissing him once on either cheek. Rune's face got even redder as she did so, and the teen went to inspect the cargo the helicopter was carrying.<strong>"It is a pleasure to meet you mister Dostoevsky! I hope you are enjoying my daughter-"</strong><br/><br/><strong>"TIME with your daughter, time!"</strong>Rune interrupted.<br/><br/><strong>"Yes yes, time with my daughter. Tsk, such a quiet girl, no?"</strong>Sigil said, grinning at Mikhail.