At the mention of the world "Wyrm", the scales on Itsuki's shoulders started to quiver, as if they were attempting to rattle.

[color=aba000][i]"Inssssolence..."[/i][/color]

Quickly, Itsuki clenched his fists and tensed up. 

[color=a2d39c][i]"Not now! We're not in any position to be fighting...someone could be taking the students hostage!"[/i][/color]

He pleaded, closing his eyes behind his helmet. After a moment, the scales ceased and he sighed softly. [color=a2d39c][b]"My name is Itsuki Sawamura...Pawn of Beherit."[/b][/color] he says simply, maintaining his composure. Looking at the man, as well as hearing his intentions made his skin crawl. At least the bystanders would be alright, but...fighting for her hand in marriage? The premise would have been somewhat laughable, especially since he seemed...older than Faye. Besides...what was wrong with the woman hanging off his arm? She seemed nice...very buxom, very...curvy.

Blinking once, Itsuki looked to Faye, somewhat hesitant to speak. It was obvious that they shouldn't fight if the stakes were like...this man's air of confidence, his manner of speaking, every last one of them exuded confidence.

Suddenly, a small breeze blew into the building, and the clatter of a wine glass being set onto a plate was audible. Behind the chair of Andreas, there was now a sizeable man with a tan complextion, dark hair cascading down his shoulders. He seemed to be wearing very formal attire, a tie and black vest present atop a long-sleeved white shirt, black gloves covering his hands which carried a silver platter with a single, blood red glass of wine. [color=92278f][b]"Your drink, Master."[/b][/color] he says, lowering the platter with perfect balance to the level of Andreas' arm.

The [url=http://i.imgur.com/9mZ9uJn.jpg]man[/url] seemed extremely composed, not once looking down at Andreas or the lady on his arm. Rather, he seemed to be regarding the majority of his attention to the Beherit family. [color=92278f][b]"My apologies for our unannounced arrival. Would any of you care for a drink?"[/b][/color] he questions, in a very polite, very courteous manner. He kept his platter present, for when Andreas was finished with his glass.