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Yuki did not receive much more of a response as hurried off to where she was directed to go. It was very clear that Hei Ness was rather completely done with her for the day and with most of the students in general as a growl escaped her a few brief moments after she had set herself back down on her throne and the rest of the main training hall hurriedly fled for their lives. The mass torrent of people collectively running from rather massive training hall of the building was massive and not just an attempt to see how many mass produced uses of the world massive could be used in one truly astoundingly massive sentence. The (massive) uproar of hundreds of feet quickly fleeing the main training hall and in to the dormitory hallways would follow soon after Yuki fatefully rapped her knuckles upon the door to her room and some of those rumbling feet were connected to eyes, eyes that soon turned and looked down the hall...leveling their gazes upon the small girl who had not only embarrassed them, but also put their master in to so foul a mood that they were be feeling the repercussions for decades to come.
On the other side of the door however was considerably less...murderous. A small voice, a little sand-papery gruff in nature, stirred as the young woman slowly dragged herself off the floor, erecting herself in to a seated position as a long, drawn out yawn escaped her throat as her eyes lazily shifted over toward the door. Was someone knocking on her door? Why? The tanned woman wiped some sleep from her eyes and shifted once more on the floor, dangerously close to lying back down and just going entirely to sleep. Then she heard the torrent of footsteps and once more dragged herself off the floor in to a sit. What was all the commotion for? Why was there any noise at all? Everyone should be in the training hall shouldn't they? Well, she supposed she too should have been in the training hall, but sleep was so important. Were they all coming to yell at her? That sounded like something Hei Ness would do. She supposed she should probably get up and properly greet them shouldn't she? She was surprised so many were angry that she didn't show up though, people were so very weird.
The woman, Mouko, dragged herself to her feet, the floorboards creaking below her as she made her way to the door, the footsteps getting louder, closer and angrier before pausing. That was a lot of rucus for one person, wasn't it? Why were they all so worked up? Mouko tilted her head looking at her door for a moment, wondering why there was even a knock if all the angry people were just now running down the hall? It probably didn't matter, maybe one angry person was just a lot faster than the other ones. Maybe the fast angry one was Hei Ness, wouldn't that be fun. Mouko took a few more steps before just stopping to reach the door, her hand slowly extending toward the knob to meet whatever was happening outside.
Before Yuki could square off for her hyper condensed version of the Battle of Thermopylae, now with lilliputian women in tight shorts, a hand reached out in to the hall and violently gripped the collar of her shirt before ripping her from the hall and in to the room, almost flinging her over Mouko's shoulder in the process as she kicked the door behind her as the stampede of angry, beleaguered students reached the door and started angrily pounding on the wooden construct that was pressed tightly closed by Mouko's body. Of course, actually being able to so easily life Yuki up and toss her in to the room was a sense of strength that the woman displayed that seemed far fetched given how generally uninterested she seemed in fighting and training, having slept through the training exercise. This point was even further showcased by the woman doing everything she could to keep those wretched people out of her room instead of standing and fighting in that battle for the ages that Yuki was looking for.
It didn't take long before the students gave up on the impassable door and Mouko turned her attention back to Yuki. Even when sitting, Mouko was almost as tall as Yuki, standing at a rather impressive five foot eight inches when fully standing. The white haired woman tilted her head slightly at the girl, wondering just what would have possessed her to try to fight that mass of people. That didn't make any sense. There was nothing for her to gain from just pointlessly standing her ground there. She wouldn't send a message, they were too angry to be dissuaded with violence, even if she incapacitated them all there, they'd be back for her. She'd have to kill all of them and there was little hope of her getting her training if she did that. What a strange creature.
"Are you stupid? First you interrupt my nap then you pick a fight with the school?"
Mouko dusted herself off before raising her arms high above her head, stretching her arms and pushing her bust together for a moment before walking toward Yuki. This might seem like pointless text based fan service, and that's because it was, but it was also successfully filling space and if this scenario has taught us anything, it's that filling space was amazing in every possible context, wink wink. Mouko held a stand offish pose in the space she filled, watching Yuki with a sort of cat-like apprehension as she fully expected the suicidal puppy to try to attack her next, the math was definitely more in her favor than her last Custer's Charge-esque foray.
Mouko backed up a paces from Yuki as she felt the young wolf surveying her with what was, in fact, a ridiculously creepy intensity. She wouldn't actually be able to verify her suspicion, since that would require some kind of knowledge intervention from the faceless gods who pull at their strings and force them in to compromising and violent situations for no purpose shy of their own sick amusement, but Mouko had a sneaking suspicion that every time Yuki met someone she needed to spent time, at length, to admonish just how beautiful they were and lament that her bust size was left wanting. If everyone didn't know better, they'd assume Yuki had something of a complex.
Mouko, hands already outstretched over her head, arced herself backward, tumbling backward on to her hands and in to a light hand stand, rolling until her body was balanced on her elbows as her upper body dangled over top of her head, performing a feat that many contortionists spent their whole lives messing with their bodies to achieve, rather effortlessly and, most importantly, her eyes never seemed to leave Yuki's during the whole activity, Mouko, demonstrating flexibility that would make anyone jealous, tilted her head to the side as Yuki finally actually spoke of her intentions. Until that point, the look on Mouko's face was one of irritation and almost anger. THIS person had interrupted her nap and made the whole school come bang on her door. THIS GIRL ruined nap time. Now there was nothing warm to lie on either to fall back asleep. How could someone be so inconsiderate!?
Then she spoke, and the tone entirely changed. Yuki barely had a chance to let out her stance on appropriate knocking protocol past her lips before Mouko rolled her body forward, catching herself on her feet before springing forward and jumping at Yuki, looking to wrap her up in a big hug and driving her much shorter frame directly in to her rather ample chest. Should she manage to successfully embrace her in the boob hug extravaganza, Mouko would begin to jump up and down in excitement, not intending to let Yuki even the slightest bit free.
"I FINALLY HAVE A ROOMIE! YES! I WAS NEVER ABLE TO TAKE ONE BEFORE AND NOW ONE HAS BEEN GIVEN TO MEEEEEEEEEEEEEE"
Mouko finally stopped bouncing and stopped dead still, her brow furrowed slightly as an unpleasant scent wafted up to her nostrils. Had this girl bathed recently? It smelled like she had swam in a pond once and spent the rest of it running up and down mountainsides. Mouko's face recoiled a bit at the smell, releasing the young pup and backing away, bringing a hand to her nose at the unpleasantness.
"When was the last time you too a bath? It doesn't matter, we're going to fix this right now. The school has a pool, massive one. I know there's some low grade faux swimming club the school has to make it feel like an actual, you know, school, and not just a soldier breeding ground. They do late night swims and it really bugs me, so we're going to go take the pool for the night and chase them away, come on!"
As soon as the word on left Mouko's lips, the woman grabbed hold of Yuki's wrist, did a quick about face and then sprinted off toward the massive window facing the opposite side of the room. With the young pup in tow, Mouko leaped out the window and in too the cool night air as the pair of them seemed to have, effectively, jumped out of the window and down the mountainside. Mouko had a look of sheer joy and adrenaline on her face, ignoring and potential distaste from Yuki and once again, showcasing just how physically strong she was and how much she was simply not going to accept no as an answer from Yuki. The two were in free fall for what seemed like forever but was also far too short as Mouko twisted her hips and with the hand that wasn't currently keeping Yuki's wrist in a vice grip caught the side of of the mountain, scraping her momentum to a stop as Yuki would flail along behind her. When the two had finally caught their bearings, Mouko would gesture with her chin toward a grate poking out of the cliff side before swinging Yuki toward it, hoping she'd figure out to grab on to the grate with her claws. Assuming Yuki didn't fall to her death and did in fact grab on to the ledge, Mouko would hop over on the cliff side, moving from rock to rock until she too reached the grate. Making sure that Yuki could support herself against the rocky face without the grate itself, Mouko would then grab the grate, roughly, and wrenched it free from the pipe, tossing it out in to the forest below as she grinned at Yuki.
"This is the secret way to the pool, ready to go?"