Veili had taken to closing his eyes while waiting for the mess to be sorted out, blotting out most of the sounds that filled the air. His eyes opened slowly, a sign of disrespect some would say, at the sound of his name and shifted towards the old man. While he never called the Headmaster that aloud, that was the title Veili had decided on for the weathered, yet capable elder. He pushed off the wall to stand at his own two feet, and as he did so, an annoying sound reached his ears. “Ah, Headmaster!” The guard had noticed Render’s appearance and was now rushing forward, trying to get his side of the story in first. He didn't need to; Veili was more than happy to let the other man explain. “This student here was stopped because of the suspicious bundle he was carrying,” the guard continued on after coming to a halt in front of the two of them, gesturing at the sword Veili had embedded into the ground. “Upon discovering it was a weapon, I asked for confirmation that this Veili Sturm is indeed authorized to carry such things around school grounds, and was simply awaiting a reply.” 

[i]‘Tch.’[/i] It seemed like the guard could act with a sense of professionalism in the presence of his superiors. With a small scowl, Veili nevertheless shrugged his shoulders, agreeing that what had been said was pretty much the truth.[b] “I am on a schedule though,”[/b] he mentioned as he strolled over and tore the blade from its place in the earth. [b]“You know what I’m authorized to do Headmaster, can we just end this farce here?”[/b] He was still angry at the guard for the hassle that had been called, but with the Headmaster around Veili was willing to keep his emotions in check. The old man had never once been, even slightly, perturbed by the sight of Veili angry and he had quickly learned that to deal with the man was best done calmly, or at least with the appearance of.