D.I.Y. (For Koito - Ask before joining)

Immediately, Rey's eyes shoot up. "Oh! Hey!" She crosses her arms on the desk, covering the box she was working on in time for the boy to approach. Rey attention goes to his dress first, then to the fact that she recognizes him. Sort of. Rey hadn't gotten to know the 1-A class specifically yet, but she could tell that he was a first-year. Call it a hunch.

"I'm Rey! Pleased to meetcha!" Without thinking, she waved emphatically to the boy, with excitement that a poindexter like herself didn't give to just anyone (except Rey totally gave this welcome to anyone, especially when they had rescued her from boredom). She makes a "hmmm" gesture over her lower chin area while she takes a moment to study Koito... along with everything he had been taking from the various Support desks on his way over to her station.

"Err... that, uhh, that isn't yours, Koito. Or that, or... excuse me!" She snapped her fingers twice in front of his face. Now he was holding twin neon-green rods in his hands. They lit up like glowsticks, but there seemed to be something more to them. The finer points of the design were probably beyond people who weren't familiar with it, but Rey knew, and she knew that someone like this Koito kid who most certainly was not supposed to be here did not know.

She shows a pleading look while offering her hand for her things back.. and to the rest of the items, too. "Please put them back, Koito. Neither of us want an accident."

Rey puts on a brave face. She had had her fair share of troublesome students at U.A., and this Koito boy was probably going to be added to that category. Not that it was his fault, or a bad thing to be among that crew. They were some of the most interesting people to talk to. He actually came to hang out with her, for one... okay, maybe not her specifically, but Rey's ego could get creative if it needed to.

As it turned out, when Koito waved the glowsticks in that fashion, their glowing light shot out of the top ends, acting as a hyper-charged spotlight... and more, but the prickly details didn't matter after he handed them back to Rey, who quickly stowed them in an open footlocker behind her.

She couldn't help but laugh at his rambling. It reminded her of a certain someone, though not as... subdued. "Fights aren't really fun in my experience. People get hurt, or worse." She pushed up her glasses with her index finger, catching a glint of light in the process. "The Support track has the same kind of discipline as Heroes, you know. If we don't stay on top of our projects and apply ourselves to innovation, we're in a world of trouble."

"Oh! Of course!" Rey suddenly spun 180 in her chair, rummaging around in that same footlocker for a few seconds before finding what she was looking for. When she faced Koito again, she was gripping a forward-facing crescent-shaped device, sporting the same colors as her outfit. From how she had her finger on a trigger area, it looked a little like a gun. Rey was smiling before, but now she was practically beaming.

"Voila! If you would, uhh... scoot, a bit..." Rey faintly waved her free hand to the right in an attempt to get Koito to move. Once he did, Rey would take aim with the device, sticking her tongue out until she found her target. When she squeezed the trigger, the device came to life with a neon drone, creating a spark of bright green energy that shot out of the device in a sustained stream. It quickly took the shape of a hook, which Rey landed snug around the door handle perfectly. A quick tug, and the door slammed shut. Rey sharply moved the device upward and released her grip from the trigger. The light hook released itself from the doorknob (safely, mind) and retreated back into the device, which lost its electronic color.

Rey waggled her eyebrows, very pleased with herself. "Ehh? Ehhhhh?~"

You know those are just bolas, right…? The thought crossed Rey’s mind, but her good manners stopped her from airing it to Koito. He was only a first-year student, and a pretty fresh-faced one at that. He probably didn’t know much by this point. The last thing she wanted to do was give the boy the impression that she was your stereotypical upperclassman. If anything, the Hero track tended to stick their nose up on Support, even when they were beneath Rey in class year. It was interesting, thinking about this when she was very much being pandered to with this boy’s attempt at flattery. The whispered tone didn’t escape her, either. Koito had interesting priorities.

The begging… well, it was begging. Even Rey wasn’t sure what to make of it. Her reaction was mostly even, but she couldn’t help but smirk, sort of hiding it with a hand pressed against the bottom half of her face. A couple beats later, she let out a sigh, which was more laughter than pity. ”Alright, you’ve convinced me. I’ll do this for you!” She tapped the side of her nose, playfully winking at him. It was her turn to whisper to him. ”But just so you know, you didn’t have to do the whole routine. I would have done it for you anyway. It’ll be our special little secret… provided you give me what I want~”

Koito was going to become intimately familiar with Compost Chocolate™.

Rey adjusted her glasses, grinning rather madly. All according to keikaku plan! If she knew it was this easy to get an extra pair of hands, then she would have done this a long time ago!... ahem.

Rey quickly dropped the suave, sinister act. She was pretty sure Koito wasn't buying it anyway. Rey rummaged in one of her many bags under the table and pulled out a handful of paper slips that looked like stubs. She offered them to Koito like she was handing out gold doubloons. Her eyes shined with wonder, though also apprehension. This was a big responsibility she was handing to him.

"I need you to go to the Support Lounge... and cash in my work vouchers for nutrition bars. They have to be Compost Chocolate™. Do you understand? I need Compost Chocolate™. That's like, my life blood. My coffee double-shot espresso. The sauce. Am I making myself clear?" As Rey continued to drag on the sales pitch, she started to lean more and more across the table towards Koito's face, while at the same time spreading her arms wide across the table surface. It all looked a little unhinged.

Then, Rey quickly retreated, back to the sweet, sheepish demeanor that had greeted the boy in the first place. She clasped her hands in front of her chest, much like she was the one doing the begging now. "I'm, like, REALLY hungry, and I can't be bothered to go myself! It would be SO helpful, Koito-kun!~" Rey unclasped her hands, completing the quest assignment with a cute wink and an even cuter peace sign pressed against her cheek. Just like in Mew Mew Kissy Cutie!

Koito had no choice now. It always worked for Magical Miss Mew Mew. That meant it had to work for Rey. Anime would never lie to her.