Setsuri wiped a bead of sweat of her brow after getting rid of the last virus she could find within the wired. Not that there weren’t any left but none significant enough to cause any permenant damage. How some morons were able to get ‘pluto’s kiss’ from the alternate reality mmorpg ‘the world’ she’d never know. The only thing she felt like doing now was returning to her rooms and plotting on how to cause misery and depression on others. Sadly we don’t always get what we want, today was the sorting ceremony and she was expected to attend.
Setsuri fazed into reality just above the head table ‘dammit’ was Set’s only thought as she fell face first into a giant bowl of chocolate pudding the headmistress Mary was about to devour. Setsuri grumbled about gravity imbalances and the all out unreliability of faze travelling. Next time she was taking the subway. Mary smiled kindly ‘ Are you alright Professor Solem?’ Sets just nodded, and attempted to regain her lost dignity by getting the sticky chocolate goo out of her shining green hair. Finally losing any hope at dignity Setsuri begun her customary student address not knowing nor caring to know if everyone was their or sorted just that she would finish it and get back to her beautiful rooms faaaaaaaar on the other side of the school.
” Dear Student’s, Welcome to another year at Sueworts. I can;t wait for you all to dry up and di… er destroy all your knowlede of the previous year because it just makes it that much more fun to teach you all the basics of sueism. Now schedules are being passed out, as you finish off being sorted so that we can start classes A.S.A.P.
I hope, everyone had a safe, horribly adventurous, and unbelievable summer /otherwise class will be very, unpleasent for your first day Muahahahahahahahahahahahafrufle!/ [foreshadowing?] Now, continue to eat and remember, paranoia is just another word for cautious!”
Smiling Sets slinked away from the head table towards the exit, mentally cheering as she came close to the doors, misfortune fell - and so did she.
” WHY IN THE WORLD IS THERE WATER ON THE FLOOR!!!!! I swear to kami that if I find the brat that was responsible for this I shal choke them with their own entrails and then resurrect their bloody corpse to do it again!”
Fate cringed and slid a little further off to the side to let Setsuri vent. Sets got onto her feet to scan the area and kill. Headmistress mary happily came over and asked Setsuri if she was alright and politely forced her back to the head table. Fate was ecstatics she would not have to be choked by her own entrails, man what a load off her shoulders!
Azen stalked into the great hall having heard their was a ‘minor’ mess in there . What the surly psychotic and highly sociopathic janitor found was a warzone. As Azen walked he heard some of the occasional mutterings about ‘ooh who’s she?’ ’she’s pretty kawaii ne?’ and ‘ Woah that chick is hot!’ This along with the mess sent the silverhaired ‘bishounen’ off the wall, he HATED to be called a girl. Turning towards the first person he saw he grinned evilly and decided to begin his ‘clean-up’.
Azen walked up to Fate. ” You did this didn’t you?’ he asked in a dark menacing tone. Fate stood proud, this was a janitor, not a professor. She could speak to this man in whatever way she felt. ‘ Even if I did it’s your job to clean it Miss Janitor!’ Azen was furious ” I’ll have you know I destroyed half a universe, how dare you call me a woman!!!!’ Fate grinned ” Half a Universe?!? Yeah right Probably wasn’t even half a galaxy, half a solar-system… half a planet!’ Azen was appalled ‘ Half a planet?!? Are you purposely insulting me?!?’ At this time fate was off in her own world rhyming off more and more inane half’s ‘ Half a sasquatch, half a turtle, HALF A POTATOE! I bet it wasn’t even Half an atom. Maybe I should have the other half of my dinner…” and with that fate went to her housetable and left the irate Azen to clean the water and all other messes in the great hall
