[center][h1]Grane Blauer[/h1][/center]
[color=004b80]"I will try my best...Sir."[/color] 

Grane wasn't sure how to greet the headmaster, so he assumed it was like meeting any other superior. Even if the headmaster turned out to be casual with his students, Grane didn't want to run the risk of making a bad impression, especially if the Headmaster was one of those types who cared about proper titles. He merely followed suit with his teammate, Delta. The Headmaster's demeanor in Grane's opinion, was scholarly. Yes, while the headmaster did seem to have an air of authority, it was unlike those in the military. He was not as forceful, nor did he flaunt much power. For a headmaster of Hunters, he'd assumed that the headmaster would be extremely authoritarian. Grane quickly swiped the scroll and inspected it to make sure it was in proper working condition. 

A scroll was oddly alien to him. Was he supposed to use it to find their supposed leader, Robert Fallson? Turning it on only led to more questions than answers. Mail, search, home? Grane threw the scroll into his bag; He'd figure out how to use the blasted thing later. Maybe someone from his "team" could get it sorted out. Perhaps Delta could. Unlike Grane, Delta seemed to navigate the scroll with ease. Humans were good at technology, though he wouldn't admit that out loud.  

But the academy seemed eventful today, with who he assumed was a student rushing into the office. 

[color=004b80]"Sir, Whatever you order, I will follow to the best of my abilities. Basically what Delta said."
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