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disappear_npc ([info]disappear_npc) wrote in [info]disappear_rpg,
@ 2009-10-24 03:35:00

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Entry tags:parents

Who: Parents (No kids)
What: Parent's Evening!
Where: Nanakamado
When: Evening
Why: So the parents can RUIN LIVES SOME MORE/BE EMBARASSING/WHATEVER.
Note: I don't intend to play the teachers very much. I doubt this is a surprise.

The amount of students at Nanakamado meant that it was almost impossible to book slots with all the necisarry teachers within the same time block. As a result, parents were forced to wait for a long time between each appointment.

The school had clearly foreseen this problem, the assembly hall had been prepared with seats and refreshments to keep perents who they didn't want to enrage from becoming too frustrated with the wait.


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[info]anthesphoria
2009-10-24 03:10 pm UTC (link)
Kondo Maria did, in fact, notice that something was off with Ikeda Sayuri, but since Satou Elizabeth had, quite impressively, made a sensitive topic change, instead of trying to jam her foot even further into her mouth, Maria let it rest. It was only natural for Sayuri to worry — her daughter was attending a school where people had died, and, then there was that business with the engagement. Maria could see how someone might get a bit of a nervous complex, with those two things so close together.

"I received information that he was a professional wrestler," Maria offered, her neutral tone only marred by a slight judgmental tone. Professional wrestling wasn't exactly the most respectable of sports. "My daughter hasn't been the happiest with some of the changes that he's implemented into the sports programs."

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