[All hell breaks loose as the doors of the building slam open. The far too narrow proportions of the monster make it clear what type she is even before the glint of light on metal makes it obvious. A faded screen where a face should be, paint imitating clothing... hair that looks more like a wig than actual hair... At a distance it's hard to tell details beyond that but she's gaining ground.

Purple and black covered steel. Brass fittings. She might look intimidating if it weren't for two things: the fact that out of the entire gathered group, humans included, the simulacrum is by far the shortest here. The other is that there seems to be a faint rainbow shine, breaking the paint job up in various areas: her limbs, her glass covered chassis.

Ivor, the security guard, and the girl that Wakaba was with are trying to hold her arms as she storms forward. The screen is blank, aside from a small smoky discoloration about halfway up.]

Wakaba! You stupid idiot! Why are you out of--[She jerks her head suddenly towards Lion.]

Who are you?! Wakaba, what the hell are you doing? Didn't you suggest we have no strangers on campus! Why the hell did you go to the trouble of hiring Ivor if you decided to invite more people in?! Liv told me you were out in the gardens but she didn't say you had company!

[The girl gives a sheepish smile as she tries in vain to hold on. Ivor, on the other hand, is having more problems trying not to hurt his employer than anything else right now.]