It's a regular afternoon at the storefronts. Cadets flit to and from the shops, some sitting down with food to eat, some simply shopping for gifts to send home. A regular day, for you, for them, for everyone else.
There's chatter around the dining area, inane, speaking in terms of what happens tomorrow and what to worry about. Nothing pressing.
It's then that someone appears in a blur, for lack of better terms, sat in a table with a tray of... that's homecooked food, isn't it? How can it look so appealing? The new arrival stretches, unheeding of how her blazer rides up, before digging into her meal. Just really going at it.
"Ms. Mariquita." A Disciplinarian seems to have made his way to her table. The newly named Mariquita looks up, curious. "...Please minimize your usage of that ability. The store owners have sent complaints."
"Eh? Pero I still pay for the merienda. Walang problema 'yan." Chrona flashes a smile towards the black haired Disciplinarian, who only sighs and walks off, clearly unwilling to push the issue with her.
What an odd girl. As she adjusts her hat, her head and gaze wanders around the dining area... before focusing directly onto you.
