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Day 1 [color=be7656]◈[/color] [color=be7656]Time:[/color] Dusk/Evening [color=be7656]◈[/color] [color=be7656]Weather:[/color] Light Rain [color=be7656]◈[/color] [color=be7656]Location:[/color] Harold's Academy, Main Ballroom [color=be7656]◈[/color] [color=be7656]Participants:[/color] Myrion Stevar [@Teyao], Walter Ozwyrd[@A Lowly Wretch][/center]
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Myrion watched as the new student delivered his ultimatum with a raised eyebrow, he had to admit it, barring some very select people he couldn't imagine anyone acting like this on their first ball, and were he a normal student he would be just amused but as a newly appointed Illuminiare he couldn't help but think about the problems this student might get himself into, still about his threat...

He snorted

[color=be7656]"A very clever idea Mr. Ozyward but before you go let me ask you a question, how many students do you think have assisted to the ball since the academy was founded?"[/color] A small smile etched itself on his face [color=be7656]"Now I want you to contemplate exactly how many of those students had the 'bright' idea of spiking the punch?"[/color] He waited a couple of seconds for the first year to come to terms with his words [color=be7656]"There [i]are[/i] measures to prevent such things from happening Mr. Ozyward, such as there being several punches with different drinks -fruit juice and alcoholic both- offered by the catering service, Mr. Olimer that was hired to use his Gift and prevent tempering with the fruit punches and the [i]teachers[/i] who keep a watchful eye when they can"[/color]

And thank goodness for that, he was already stressed enough just expecting something would go wrong with any of the plans that were prepared in advance. Also, it was better to extend an olive branch to the younger man, just because he was not of his house there was no reason to be rude to each other (the boy was not Taegan after all).

[color=be7656]"I was not here to shut down your little project Mr. Ozyward, the Headmistress may be strict but she allows students more freedom than you may think, I just wanted to set a couple of rules such as no servicing alcohol to minors and [b]notifying[/b] the student council when you wish to persue such avenues, we prefer when the student body cooperates with us rather than against us"[/color] he consciously relaxed his body language, his 'mentor' had once told him that he tended to close himself off with his body language [color=be7656]"Tell me Mr. Ozyward do you accept such considerations in exchange for continuing with your stall?"[/color]

There, brach extended, now he just needed to wait for a response.