Stand up straight! Is that the way they teach you to stand nowadays? //Luka
Well... this was an unexpected event. To get nailed for her poster was something she never expect, she honestly expected to get slammed for something completely different. She wanted to day some snappy little comeback like 'tch, is that how they taught you to talk to others when you were in school?' But she had a gut feeling that wouldn't go over to well.
"Fine fine, whatever you say. Never would I expect to be nailed for my poster out of all things."
She says before fixing her posture and straightening her shirt. Letting her hands rest at her side as her dark red eyes look up at him into his onyx ones.
"Is this better? It's about as nicely postured as I can get without a broomstick being ducktaped to my back."
She was now standing properly, her shoulders in line with one another and not slouched. Her body language that of someone who was actually present and not trying to make herself as small as possible to avoid being seen. She had yet to be aware of the fact that she had no reason to slink around, to make herself as small as possible to avoid being seen and therefore struck with an punishment for no reason or with an unreasonable punishment for a minor infraction of a rule.