Lilia Vanrouge/Personal Story/SR Labwear

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 * colspan="3" class="secondaryheader"|Botanical Garden - Temperate Zone
 * colspan="2" |That was a close one. My first class after lunch is potions.
 * colspan="2" |That was a close one. My first class after lunch is potions.
 * colspan="2" |That was a close one. My first class after lunch is potions.
 * colspan="2" |That was a close one. My first class after lunch is potions.

I almost let lunch break end without getting the plants I need for class.

I may have gotten a smidgen caught up in teasing Silver and Sebek.

Today I need... Twilight Grass. That should be grown near these flower pots...
 * class="character" |???
 * colspan="2" |Give it back!
 * colspan="2" |Hm? There's a quarrel somewhere.
 * colspan="2" |Hm? There's a quarrel somewhere.
 * colspan="2" |Hm? There's a quarrel somewhere.
 * colspan="2" |Hm? There's a quarrel somewhere.

I would rather not get caught up in all that, so I'll just find a tree to hide behind to sneak a peak.
 * colspan="2" |That is my Lamp Blossom. I've been taking really good care of it and now it's nectar is finally ready to harvest!
 * colspan="2" |That little first year with the big round eyes...he's the freshman that's been by Vil's side as of late.
 * colspan="2" |That is my Lamp Blossom. I've been taking really good care of it and now it's nectar is finally ready to harvest!
 * colspan="2" |That little first year with the big round eyes...he's the freshman that's been by Vil's side as of late.
 * colspan="2" |That little first year with the big round eyes...he's the freshman that's been by Vil's side as of late.
 * colspan="2" |That little first year with the big round eyes...he's the freshman that's been by Vil's side as of late.

Wasn't his name...Epel?
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student A
 * colspan="2" |Well, thanks for takin' such good care of it for us. You know this garden is for all students to use.
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student B
 * colspan="2" |We need this plant too, you know. We heard you can sell it for a pretty pile of madol.
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |You're a first-year, aren't you? We're second years, so that means you hafta show your elders respect.
 * colspan="2" |Wat's that gotta do with this?
 * colspan="2" |Oh no, getting surrounded by some bad-mannered delinquents certainly isn't fun. It must be the fate of all us adorable shorties.
 * colspan="2" |You're a first-year, aren't you? We're second years, so that means you hafta show your elders respect.
 * colspan="2" |Wat's that gotta do with this?
 * colspan="2" |Oh no, getting surrounded by some bad-mannered delinquents certainly isn't fun. It must be the fate of all us adorable shorties.
 * colspan="2" |Wat's that gotta do with this?
 * colspan="2" |Oh no, getting surrounded by some bad-mannered delinquents certainly isn't fun. It must be the fate of all us adorable shorties.
 * colspan="2" |Oh no, getting surrounded by some bad-mannered delinquents certainly isn't fun. It must be the fate of all us adorable shorties.
 * colspan="2" |Oh no, getting surrounded by some bad-mannered delinquents certainly isn't fun. It must be the fate of all us adorable shorties.

That being said, those second-years seem to be enjoying picking on someone smaller than them. This is hard to watch.
 * colspan="2" |I said...give it back!
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |Wah?! Bleh, bleh! This twerp just hawked dirt in my face!
 * colspan="2" |Next, go for the legs!
 * colspan="3" style="text-align:center" |*smack!*
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student A
 * colspan="2" |Damn, that hurts! Goin' for the shins is playin' dirty!
 * colspan="2" |Oh? So he blinded his opponent to go after their legs? His moves aren't bad.
 * colspan="2" |Next, go for the legs!
 * colspan="3" style="text-align:center" |*smack!*
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student A
 * colspan="2" |Damn, that hurts! Goin' for the shins is playin' dirty!
 * colspan="2" |Oh? So he blinded his opponent to go after their legs? His moves aren't bad.
 * colspan="2" |Damn, that hurts! Goin' for the shins is playin' dirty!
 * colspan="2" |Oh? So he blinded his opponent to go after their legs? His moves aren't bad.
 * colspan="2" |Oh? So he blinded his opponent to go after their legs? His moves aren't bad.
 * colspan="2" |Oh? So he blinded his opponent to go after their legs? His moves aren't bad.

On the battlefield a moment's hesitation can mean life or death. Those with good instincts who don't hesitate make good soldiers.

That being said...
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student B
 * colspan="2" |Don't think we're gonna go easier on ya just because of your delicate features! Go back to your fancy dorm to do embroidery or something!
 * colspan="3" style="text-align:center" | *thud!*
 * colspan="2" |Ugh!
 * colspan="2" |Oof... Sent flying and collapsed in a heap.
 * colspan="2" |Ugh!
 * colspan="2" |Oof... Sent flying and collapsed in a heap.
 * colspan="2" |Ugh!
 * colspan="2" |Oof... Sent flying and collapsed in a heap.
 * colspan="2" |Oof... Sent flying and collapsed in a heap.
 * colspan="2" |Oof... Sent flying and collapsed in a heap.

*sigh* It's all fine and dandy to hate losing, but three against one aren't great odds.

I couldn't bare to turn a blind eye to this little chick with the bright future. Just which one should I lend a hand to?
 * colspan="3" style="text-align:center" |*rustle*
 * colspan="2" |That's enough!
 * colspan="2" |Huh? You're...
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |Crap! That's Lilia Vanrouge, the vice leader of Diasomnia.
 * colspan="2" |I also need to use that plant you have there for class. Mind handing it over?
 * colspan="2" |Huh? You're...
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |Crap! That's Lilia Vanrouge, the vice leader of Diasomnia.
 * colspan="2" |I also need to use that plant you have there for class. Mind handing it over?
 * colspan="2" |Crap! That's Lilia Vanrouge, the vice leader of Diasomnia.
 * colspan="2" |I also need to use that plant you have there for class. Mind handing it over?
 * colspan="2" |I also need to use that plant you have there for class. Mind handing it over?
 * colspan="2" |I also need to use that plant you have there for class. Mind handing it over?

As far as I can see, you're second-years while I'm a third-year...

Aren't juniors supposed to respect their elders?
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student A
 * colspan="2" |Say what?! This eavesdropper was listening in on our conversation!
 * colspan="2" |Um... Lilia, sir. I'm handlin'... No. This is my problem to solve.
 * colspan="2" |Um... Lilia, sir. I'm handlin'... No. This is my problem to solve.
 * colspan="2" |Um... Lilia, sir. I'm handlin'... No. This is my problem to solve.
 * colspan="2" |Um... Lilia, sir. I'm handlin'... No. This is my problem to solve.

It's not your business. And I'm fine.
 * colspan="2" |*chuckle* You all are no fun.
 * colspan="2" |*chuckle* You all are no fun.
 * colspan="2" |*chuckle* You all are no fun.

There's nothing wrong with sparring with someone of higher skill. I won't do anything to bad, so sit back and watch.
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student B
 * colspan="2" |Hmph. Fine. If you want the damn flowers so bad then take 'em by force!
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |Since you're a third-year and all, you're probablly weeell aware that it's against the rules to fight with magic.
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student C
 * colspan="2" |Since you're a third-year and all, you're probablly weeell aware that it's against the rules to fight with magic.

Without magic, you're no better than a tiny poop Malleus's goldfish craps out!
 * class="character" |Savanaclaw Student B
 * colspan="2" |You're no match for us! Hyah hahah!
 * colspan="2" |Well now, it seems I've been underestimated as well.
 * colspan="2" |Well now, it seems I've been underestimated as well.
 * colspan="2" |Well now, it seems I've been underestimated as well.
 * colspan="2" |Well now, it seems I've been underestimated as well.

Scaredy cats. I don't need magic to have you tasting the sweet earth.

It's been quite some time since I put some hot-blooded youths thorugh their paces. I think I'll have some fun.
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