[Room 2-2, and Kanji's trying to work out the best way to do this as he stares at his suitcases and boxes strewn around the place, one getting in the way of closing the door for the moment. Dammit. Having to share a room... how's he ever going to find the space to work on his stuff around here? Sure, this might be a school for mutants, but people are still people, and worried thoughts skip through his head.
Eh, screw this. He's going to start getting the important stuff out, at least. He can work out where to hide the other bits later.
So, cue a lot of thumping and stomping as he works on getting things ready...]
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Eh, screw this. He's going to start getting the important stuff out, at least. He can work out where to hide the other bits later.
So, cue a lot of thumping and stomping as he works on getting things ready...]