Miss Stern
3:41pm, January 26, 2015
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[Delete] | ºThe Storyteller : "Let's not waste time on pleasantries here, Kasimoto. What progress have you made?" One of the three people, all dressed in smart, black suits, sitting across from him in one of NTHS' conference rooms, asked, tablet computer in front of him on the table.
"Integration is going better than expected. The students and staff are becoming increasingly tolerant of the different life forms at NTHS." He replied, combing one hand through he thick mass of brown hair, and adjusting himself in his seat.
The woman who sat next to the man with the tablet PC, a picture of the Arian ideal, blonde, blue-eyed, tanned and trim yet muscular, took her turn in speaking, with a voice that seemed to resonate from the walls, seeming, amplified, yet somehow not. "Naturally we are concerned with the Mall incident. We received your report, but can you assure us this was in no way associated with the Project?"
"Heh heh. This is why I was reluctant to accept Trainers as students. Carrying around destructive creatures, coupled with teenage emotions is a horrible idea. I don't know why it hasn't been outlawed. I can assure you it was all related to the student's activities prior to enrollment at NTHS." The principal assured.
This seemed to satisfy them. "Keep us apprised of your progress. We wish to introduce Stage Two within two weeks."
He panicked. "Two weeks? They're not ready to handle that!"
"We think they are, Principal. We have confidence that you will make sure they are." The woman said, and the three stood, and walked out of the meeting hall with no further word.
"I'm going to have to accelerate things." He banged on his desk. "Pokemon Trainers. Nothing but trouble. I didn't need this kind of attention this soon. I'll just make sure you're right on the front lines then, my little instigator." he said, tapping the stack of papers in front of him on the table.
"I'm sure you'll love that." He stood, gathering his things and heading back to his office, with a laugh.
"Gotta catch 'em all. Hahahahahahahaha!"
The Storyteller : Kasimoto breathed a sigh of relief. Stark had accepted the post, as had Revy and Madaraki. Now, Stage Two would at least be survivable.
With him there, and with Miss Stern keeping an eye on him, it should make things go smoother. He stood up, and went to the window, idly stroking his mustache as he watched the various odd clubs that had formed out on the training grounds. Martial arts cooking? Intriguing.
"Ah... but faced with a situation like the one that is coming, will you all pull together and do what is needed? Let us hope so."
Edited 3:42pm, January 26, 2015 by Miss Stern, author. |
