So, I heard you like Megamans...

[badtothebonne]

[It so happens that rival school Capcom High has permanently suspended a certain pirate from attending due to a scandal involving sending a rocket to the moon. In light of being kicked out, Tron here is scoping out places to eventually set up shop in, and ultimately figure out a way to nuke Capcom High in revenge.

In other words, she's also taking note and planning an attack on Smash Academy for a later date as well. Doesn't matter if the academy isn't suited for her revenge endeavors or not. She's an equal opportunist you see! If there is so much as a little profit to be scoffed out of Smash Academy, she'll take it. By force, of course.

However today isn't the day she decides to make her grand entrance. She's mainly here to scope out the surroundings, jot down names of important people and generally spy on the daily life and on goings. Get as much information as she can and relay it back to her older brother in order to form a battle plan, just in case she does decide to go on the offensive (which is extremely very likely).

You can run into her, and her forty-plus Servbot entourage just about anywhere that is accessible in the school; Snooping around a couple of classrooms, stealing food from the cafeteria, to spying on you from a tree. Go ahead and catch her in action or generally just bug the heck out of her.]

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[whirlwind_wolfman]

I know your servbots. I'm not impressed, lass.

[What was her name again...? Oh! Tron. Tron Bonne? Something like that. Wasn't she some kind of troublemaker back at CapHigh?]

First off, I've no fleas. Secondly, I'm a teacher here so you might want to keep that smart mouth of yours in check. Thirdly... this is my plate.

[He lowered his plate.]

Put seven of those chops on my plate and I might let you leave without handing out a detention slip. The detentions here are far harsher than any you may have attended at Capcom, so I'd pick my next move carefully, were I you.

[Look at all those teeth tho.]

[badtothebonne]

[She's looking straight at those sharp teeth and not liking what she seeing. In fact, she doesn't like seeing Jon in his wolf form. Period. Dogs, it just had to be dogs!]

Boy, they must be desperate around this school to be handing out teacher certificates out all willy-nilly. What did you have to do to earn yours? Roll over and play dead?

[Enough with the chit-chat, she wasn't going to let Jon's threats bug her, or her fear of canines get the best of her. She was Tron Bonne! Queen of the air pirates and a fearless pilot.]

Listen here Muttley, I don't have time to play with you and your stupid rules. If you want these chops so badly you'll have to take them from my Servbots first!

[Without further prompting, Tron starts throwing the chops at random Servbots, who are quick to start scurrying away with their catch. Let the dog play with his new toys.]

[whirlwind_wolfman]

...seriously?

[He had several avenues of reaction open to him. The first and most likely was to be a responsible member of faculty. Admit defeat, let her win this minor victory.... then slam her backside into detention so fast it would make her head spin. Maybe have Resetti use her to clean up the grounds. He was a terrible time to be around and it would serve her right.

The second option was to bust out some delicious Kung Fu all over those robots, take back the meat that was his by virtue of him being an extremely hungry werewolf.

The third? Well it involved a combination of both strategies.]

Congratulations, you've just officially made my blacklist. And considering you've just arrived, to my knowledge, that is some feat. Bravo.

[Then came the Kung Fu. Servbots were kind of cute, and they had a head start. But he wasn't about to let them get away. His body erupted in Ki and he dashed after each chop carrying member of Tron's robotic cadre, retrieving the tasty morsel.]