[i][b]S.U.P.E.S. Hallway[/i][/b]

Adrian got a chuckle from hearing Lydia yell at him. As he walked down the hall a few villains and minions congratulated and showed him praise for his battle against both Titan and Lilith. It was... unsettling to him. He was used to being unseen, ignored even, and he was accustomed to this and how he preferred it. However, now he was showered with attention and he already didn't like it. 

As he walked down the hallway a few heroes and sidekicks noticeably kept their distance from him. Others defiantly stood their ground. 

[i]"At least the heroes will leave me be,"[/i] he thought as he walked further along the hallway, turned a corner, and reached some stairs. As he ascended the stairs a few female villains, and a male, seductively waved their fingers at him. Adrian couldn't help but roll his eyes at this as a he continued his ascent up the stairs. Those associated with the number one villain or minion were generally more popular and not to be messed with, and it wasn't unusual for villains and minions to seek the attention of the number one villain and minion for this very reason. Then, when they graduate or are beaten, they move on. Benjamin Grant is notorious for this, but he didn't limit himself to villains and minions, but also heroes and sidekicks. Adrian wouldn't be surprised if this party was an attempt by Ben to get close to him. Titan has probably been thrown away like used toilet paper by now and forgotten. 

Adrian finally made it to his room and collapsed onto his bed. [i]"Finally. All I need is some rest."[/i]

[i][b]Benjamin Grant's Mansion[/i][/b]

Adrian changed his clothing before going to the party since what he wore previously was heavily bloodied from the matches. He retained his usual all black attire, but dressed casually for the occasion. 

Adrian didn't need to fly long in order to find Benjamin Grant's 80,000 square foot mansion. Needless to say, it was hard to miss. Adrian was late, per usual, to the party, and landed in the large, circular driveway with a fountain in the middle of it. He could practically feel the thumping bass of the music and faintly hear the lyrics of the song as he walked up to the door of the mansion. Flashing lights, dancing villains and minions, perfume, cologne, and music pervaded his senses all at once immediately upon opening the door. 

[i]"The heroes and sidekicks are probably elsewhere,"[/i] he thought as he walked through the door. [i]"This isn't my scene."[/i]

Adrian wandered toward the quieter, more extravagant part of house where drinks were being served by waiters and waitresses, and a massive fish tank was held. Adrian found it a tad ridiculous that Benjamin even hired help for this shindig. [i]"I guess he's flaunting his money. As if he needed to do it anymore."[/i]

"Drink, sir?" one of the waitresses asked him. The glass itself was a fancy looking glass filled with a liquid that looked like champagne. 

"No thanks," he said as he turned away. [i]"Alcohol at a high school party, Benjamin? There must be drugs as well."[/i]

"There's one of our guests of honor!" said a distinct voice from behind him. Adrian turned to find Benjamin Grant welcoming him with, literal, open arms that he wrapped around Adrian. "How ya' enjoyin' the party so far, buddy?"

"I've enjoyed every two minutes of it so far," he said sarcastically before squirming uncomfortably out of Benjamin's arm. "Though this rap music is making my ears bleed."

"You know what, you're right! I always hated it too! I have no idea why the DJ is playing it. You," he said as he pointed at a waitress. "Go tell the DJ to put on something else other than this atrocious music."

"Yes, sir," she responded before scurrying off.

[i]"Did he just... change the music because I didn't like it? Didn't see that coming. This could be fun..."[/i]

"So you're obviously very smart and quick on your feet," Benjamin continued. "How do you think you'll do in the exit exam?"

"Fine."