Anime RP Tethered in our fire (Crow)

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In A. R. I. Academy, a prestigious campus for young scholars , a bordering point between the bustling heart of Illleridge's downtown and the wider townships suburban population, a school that would raise up youths to be bright minds and productive leads, a U shaped multi floored building with a expansive campus and sub buildings, there was a spark being struck. Something unseen, unheard, and yet it could be felt. A ripple that tussled the air and tingled under the surface. A Senior girl walked, slowly, precisely, her uniform jacket a brilliant scarlet , with her dark blue armband ariund her left sleeve telling others that she was student class president. Her shirt was clean white, with a red tie, a navy blue skirt that was perfectly measured to be in exact level with the necessary school rules. Her hair was long and jet black, , with fair skin. A body to kill for, and yet her expression was ice cold.

Burnedette was not a girl that was smiled at in the halls, she was the one you prayed did not notice you, for she would cut you down if yiu were on her bedside. And on her good....well. nobody knew what that looked like.
 
If Bernadette was the appearance of following the school rules, Camille was the appearance of freedom and rule breaking. Her uniform was not even the academy colors. Her uniform was dyed a bright pick with various patches and pins decorating it. She was a bit shorter than Bernie, with smaller breast's, not by much, and thighs that made her skirt shorter than allowed. She wasn't purposely dressing slutty but with her curves it was hard to do. She was very loud and bubbly looking as she walked around corner, humming as she bumps into Bernie, yelping as she falls to the ground
 
Bernadette stopped, the girls eyes sharp, black abd exacting, her expression shifting from a brief look if apology abd hardening into razor sharp contempt. "You." Sge said thrusting her finger at her, a nail cut abd manicured perfectly. "You are out if uniform code. All of it, color violations, illegal usage of non ARI pins, measurement code and I bet you aren't even wearing a official ARI Bsckpack tag." She said as she pulled out a pad and pen, her jacket opening wide as sge unbuttoned it to retrieve them. The ice queens curves were killer, her breasts were huge, abd cupped likely with a specialized sports bra, her posture and stance was optimized to carry the burden. While Cammie looked up at her, she snatched a ticket off the pad. "Report to the Academy store and get in order, or I will drag you to the dean." She said dropping the ticket on her lap.
 
Cami looks up, admiring the body of the woman before her. But all her thoughts soured when Bernie started lecturing her. "S..so what if it breaks your rules? I should be allowed to express myself like this." She argued, sounding a bit childish as she sat on the ground, pouting. As she sat there Bernie would have a view of her panties as her skirt was spread open, showing a cameltoe to the student prep. She would rip the ticket up before getting up, brushing off her large chest even though she fell on her ass.
 
Her eyes frosted over as she torn the ticket, her complaints going plainly inti a papershredder in her mind. Ah. A troublemaker. "Your expression is noted. It's out of uniform policy. " She said as she stepped forward and grabbed the shorter girls collar, wrenching her up onto her tip toes. "Now we are going to have a problem Pinky." She said as her chest pushed inti her preys. "If you can't listen to the rules. I will make you understand them." She said twisting abd starting to drag her away, students stepping out if the way abd averting their gaze. It was obvious...Cammie was fighting her war of expression solo.

The pit bull had her now.

Canmie was dragged down to the Academy store, shoving Cammie inti a fitting room. "Stay there!" She said, her tone like a whip crack that would make most people weak in the knees.
 
Cammie scowled which looked strange for such a bubbly looking girl. Them she stumbled when her breast's were smashed against the other girls. "It's not pinky, it's Cami!" She says as her hand unknowing wonders up towards bernies chest, a bad habit of hers, before being yanked down the hall and into a fitting room, being told to stay. She sighed, not happy being bossed around but she needed to stay positive. If she wasn't perky and cheerful then she truly had nothing.
 
Bernadette cane back with hee arms full of uniforms, tossing them on the bench. "These are our school colors, you know this. You will change and then go on to class. " She said as she thrusted a finger at the stack. The colors were standardized, Navy Blue, Various Reds, White, Black, and plaids. It was summer, so the options were limited. "Understand ,Cammie." She said as she pulled the curtains.
 
Bernadette went rigid as she felt a hand on her backside, her ass a firm cushion, nice to grasp onto. Her eyes widening....then hardening into steel. She shoved Cammie backwards, then just as quickly, with the efficacy of a martial artist, slapped Cammie in the cheek. "Keep your hands off me." She said, the authority in her tine stamping a clear line. She was not a fan of that.
 

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