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	[i]"I could run. But that's not right. I already offered to help with 'er bags. Just ditchin' 'er like that'd be rude. I could make an excuse, but that'd be lame, man! Seems that's the only way out... guess I'll have to tell 'er I'm on fire or somethin'."[/i]

	Just as Clyde contemplated how he was going to light himself on fire, his saving grace came in the form of a 6'5 tall boy with wavy hair and sharp eyes. He quickly took control of this one way conversation and greeted the girl as if the two were well acquainted with each other.

	[b]"Hello Lilac, and good morning. I'm Leo, we've met before at one of your fathers functions?"[/b]

	He spoke with a comfortable formality but had this constant frown plastered across his face. Clyde momentarily raised a brow before returning his face to normal. Did he do something to make this guy displeased? Clyde looked to himself then back at the other students around him. It was no lie that Clyde lacked fashion sense. Here he was wearing a leather jacket with a simple t-shirt underneath, and all around him were students dressed to the nines. Most importantly, these students looked [i]good[/i] in their clothes. The boy was not poor by any means, Hell, his admittance to the academy was proof of his well off background and excellent grades. But the feeling of inadequacy swelled in his chest like the birth of a tornado. Winds of self-doubt drifted above him, twirling, spiraling, wildly gaining momentum as-

	[b]"And morning to you as well. Leo de Coeur, and you are . . . ?"[/b]

	Oh, right. Internal monologues would have to wait until later (and when he's alone). Clyde smiled widely with a friendly demeanor and took Leo's hand with a firm shake. Surprise leaked onto Clyde's face as the handshake was returned with a strong grip, no doubt the boy keeps himself in shape. If there is one thing Clyde can appreciate it's strength.

	"Pleasure to meet ya', the both of ya'. Name's Clyde Christopher Lee. Mr. Lee if ya' wanna be formal 'bout it, but Clyde's just fine."

	A strong sense of curiosity pinged in his head as he looked at both Lilac and Leo. Specifically, if they were mages or familiars in training. The boy was a strong one, no doubt about that. If he was a familiar, perhaps his ability was tied with athletics. Could he run super fast? Or maybe he could lift over two tons! It was exciting to contemplate what Leo was capable of. If he was a mage, Clyde could see him controlling something like the earth itself, throwing rocks from right underneath the ground, and if he was powerful enough, move entire mountains! It was fun to run through the scenarios. But that gal...

	There was definitely something different about her. Not in the normal sense, but something about her terrified Clyde to the very core (though, all women terrify him to the core). There was no way that she was a mere human. No. [i]She is death incarnate[/i]. She may be able to hide behind that petite frame and radiant beauty that would make the gods jealous. Clyde could see right through her. She probably had the power to take souls! A demon in disguise, a wolf in sheep's clothing here to feast upon the lambs. And Clyde is not a sheep! His mother told him so when he was three years old. That must be why he felt so weak and powerless near her. She was practically sucking the life from his body-

	[i]"Stop thinking that nonsense,"[/i] Clyde scolded himself. [i]"You're a damn idiot to think she ain't a regular human."[/i]

	Clyde attempted to smile at Lilac but he caught her eye and quickly backed off.

	[i]"Death, destroyer of worlds, spare this husk of a man."[/i]

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