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She found herself less invested in the next wave of duels. None of them were bad exactly, but no great energy that she could feel from them. Or perhaps, it was still yet to be awakened. They still seemed to be fairly good. At least enough that they could manage.Julia's instincts prove mostly correct, though there are a handful of noteworthy students.
View attachment 5889 An arrogant boy with little consideration for his cards who managed to win handily.View attachment 5890 A prim, uptight girl with a fairly strong warrior deck.View attachment 5891 A playful woman with a machine-based deck.View attachment 5892 A student using a Water deck themed around the cold.These five all won their duels handily, though none displayed skill on the level of Adam, or perhaps Haunani.View attachment 5893 A provocative young man, essentially shirtless, who prefers Beast-Warriors.
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Time passes as duel after duel after duel is performed. Some are fast, but others are agonizingly slow, wearing at Julia's patience. Still, this arduous part of her work is finally done. The students filter out of the stands and under the afternoon sun. Julia has a small amount of free time before she must meet with the other dorm heads and the interim Headmaster to discuss and finalize the placement of the all the students.
Letting out a yawn as she finished, she knew there wouldn’t be too much time before she was dragged into another meeting, but before she did, she wondered what she should do. As interesting as the handful of students she took a special note of it might be, it would be better to give them time to adjust to the school. That, and constantly being over their shoulder wasn’t a thing that anybody would want, herself included. She was putting off talking with the other professors for now. Namely, the old man, knowing he probably had some other complaint to file against her.
Whatever. You can’t stop me from having fun.
Thinking it to herself, she debated how to let time go by, before determining the rather straight forward thing that if she was going to be pulled into another long meeting, she wanted to eat first, albeit not any of that cheap cafeteria food. Once she had a place in mind, she’d go there. They probably wouldn’t think it was a big deal if she was a few minutes late anyway. Or twenty.
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