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Jerard looked between the weapon and technician and stifled a smile. They were certainly unique looking, using their appearance to their full advantage for the girl in the Mohawk, who was certainly complemented by her technician. He steepled his fingers together in a bridge and smiled.

"Cammi, Bianca, congratulations on becoming a weapon and technician team. As you know, you will now be allowed in previously restricted areas and will be able to partake in the missions." he looked at his watch. Michael had told him he'd be a little late-- something about a mission that had started off on the work foot, and a distraught weapon. "You'll be given a tour of the campus by a staff member, and should you have any questions, you can direct it towards them."

He paused. "Now, I'll be expecting great things from the two of you, so don't let me down." he smiled then, fully.

It always made him feel good when he could congratulate a new pair. All the possibilities for their future...

"Now if you could just wait outside, Michael will arrive soon to show you around."

He hated being late, but this had been an event he had been unprepared for. A three rank weapon who breaks down before having to kill a target? The mission had been completed successfully only due to the experience of the technician, but it had been a close call. Half walking, half jogging down the corridor to Jerard's office, Michael scowled. Dammit, this was no way to meet the students: talk about a bad impression. Usually he hated anyone who didn't respect punctuality.

"Sorry, sorry." he started, slowing down with a slight pant. He straighted and looked between the pair. Right... right. He'd been reviewing the file just a couple of hours before. "Cammi and Bianca, right?" he asked, looking between the two girls. Right. Hopefully they'd forget that he had been late at all.

"Now this is just going to be a short tour, show you around a little bit, the missions head quarters and the offices so if you need us, you know where to go. It's past a couple of other destinations, so if you have any questions you let me know." he didn't like this whole tour guide thing, really. How demeaning for a death scythe! "I'm not going to stop at each point and ask for feed back, so if you have questions just ask." sometimes these pairs seemed to know everything, or nothing at all. "I don't bite."

"Now, shall we?" he grinned. "I'm Michael, by the way. Nice to meet the both of you."

Michael watched the girl bounce from foot to foot, wondering it maybe they should hit the bathrooms first, or if she was just impatient. Granted, so was he, but... he frowned, and yet before he could respond with anything Bianca called him sir.

Well. That sounded nice, really. Alexis always made fun of the fact that sometimes he was so damn traditional, but it felt good to be acknowledged in such a fashion. They hardly required his services as a death scythe and seemed more concerned in having him watch over the baby lamb. Might as well get his kicks while he could.

"Ah, this way." he said, moving down the corridor. "No, we're passing classrooms 1, 2, 3, 4, 6." he paused, looking at the rooms that he had left out. Sometimes students didn't ask, sometimes they did. He disliked it when they did because it was so hard to try to explain something he wasn't actually supposed to know. "You'll have your classes here, but maybe you already do." he frowned, pausing for a moment and looking back.

Michael shook his head. "They're not off limits." in a sense. He hesitated. "What should be classroom five and seven aren't used by the shibusen staff to each any classes." he said finally. Well, he couldn't exactly come out and tell them one was nooky corner for the students, and one was... well. Even less legal. "We don't encourage the students to go there, but..." he shrugged. They usually all did anyways. As long as it did't affect them physically for their missions, he didn't really care.

He strolled away, basically deciding that ignoring any further questions about the "mysterious" rooms would do as an acceptable response. As they neared the missions headquarters, he relaxed. There. This was more like this.

"This is the mission HQ. Behind those doors are the offices. If you need myself, Alexis, Arashi or Ashley for any reason you just come by here. You can leave us a message on our desk, or just wait around." he paused, frowning. "As long as you don't miss out on something more productive." he added. Wouldn't want students to use it as an excuse to play hooky.

He pointed to the board. "This is the missions board, where you'll find a list of available missions and those currently on progress. You need to sign up on a first comes first served basis, but please read the descriptions. Some missions are very specific."

Michael smiled at the question. It was a good one, really. "Sometimes we like to take missions specifically due to appearance: it might make it easier for us to blend in, in certain cultures and certain situations which will detract attention. Or experience with a certain group of people, if the mission is complex enough." he shrugged. "But you don't need to worry about it... my boss will spend her time worrying over it." he grinned then. It wasn't that he thought Alexis didn't do her job: she was a workaholic like himself. It just made him feel better when she was frustrated, because she appeared more human.

"Now, I've got a map of the school and the city for you both." he pulled out a small white business card sized piece of paper and handed one to Cammi, and one to Bianca. "It's to help you out, and to point out many areas both on campus and outside that you might be interested in." he knew some students hadn't even known a music room had existed, or that the coffee shop deathbucks had opened.

"HERE." he said, and grinned. "It's a short tour, really. Just for you to ask any questions and to show you the missions department." he paused. "Is there anything else you need...?"

attention though was soon directed to what their guide was actually saying, this was important. " Any reason we'd need one of you over the others?" Cammi assumed that at like most of her old schools all staff mostly just multi-tasked for conveniences sake.

While Cammi waited for an answer Bianca eyed the missions board. It looked fairly straightforward and simple. There was also clearly work that needed doing and the weapon girl wondered what was normal for the board, how full or empty it usually was? Only time would tell she supposed.

Michael nodded his head. Missions, classrooms, maps... check. He'd done all that he needed to do, so he was sure he was finished now. "Well then guys, good luck." He had a feeling they'd do well.

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